Voldaren

Miyah let out an award winning smile at the acceptance of her proposal. "Glad you two are as smart as you look"  she chirped. She nodded reassuringly at Koko's question. "A few days worth of food, got it. In and out, no one'll even notice I was there." She spit in her hand and held it out expectantly to be shaken. As she took  the key and started to make her way out of the alley, she was struck by a thought and turned. "How many refugees are we talkin'? Cause I might need to grab an ostrich horse for the food if its more than 20. Just let me know where you want to meet up." With that, she struck her best Kyoshi pose, laughed to herself and walked out of the alley, making her way to the storehouse.  

WIP CARMEN RUIZ THE BULL HERO NAME: REAL NAME: Carmen Ruiz LOOK: Female, Hispanic, Calloused Hands, Baggy Clothing, No Costume ABILITIES: Superhumanly tough, incredibly strong, and uniquely skilled at fighting LABELS DANGER FREAK SAVIOR SUPERIOR MUNDANE +2 +1 +0 +1 -1 CONDITIONS   AFRAID -2 to Directly Engage a Threat   ANGRY -2 to Comfort or Support or Pierce the Mask   GUILTY -2 to Provoke Someone or Assess the Situation   HOPELESS -2 to Unleash Your Powers   INSECURE -2 to Defend Someone or Reject Others' Influence   BACKSTORY Who changed you?   How did you escape from them?     Who, outside the team, tries to take care of you now?     Why do you try to be a hero?     Why do you care about the team?       WHEN OUR TEAM FIRST CAME TOGETHER... We defeated a dangerous enemy. Who or what was it?   THE BULL'S HEART: You always have exactly one love and one rival. You can change your love or rival at any time; give the new subject of your affections or disdain Influence over you. Take +1 ongoing to any action that impresses your love or frustrates your rivals. Love:_____________ Rival:____________ Defender: When you leap to defend your love or rival in battle, roll + Danger instead of + Savior to defend them INFLUENCE: You’re selective about who you let in. Give your love and rival Influence over you, but that’s it.   MOVES: Thick and Thin Skinned Whenever you have Angry marked, take +1 ongoing to unleash your powers. Physics? What Physics? When you unleash your powers to barrel through an insurmountable barrier, roll + Danger instead of + Freak. PLAYER QUESTIONS What kind of player are you?   Why are you excited for this game?   What are your expectations for this game?   Why do you think you would be a good fit for this game?  

Sorry if the post sounds too antagonistic/critical about your plan. OOC I think it's a great one, but going in gaudy and the center of attention is pretty far from Miyah's normal way of operating.

Having caught the attention of the two 'nobles', Miyah followed them surreptitiously into the deserted spot, eyes on a swivel in case things turned sour. Posting up against a wall, arms folded she cocked an inquiring eyebrow. The shift in demeanor of the two women was sudden and abrupt as all pretenses were dropped. As 'Fuu' started to plead their case an almost imperceptible shadow of sadness crossed Miyah's face as memories of the exodus from Tu Zin welled up unbidden. The weeks of hungry exhausting treks... The cocky facade slipped for an instant as her eyes softened at the refugee's plight, before she managed to slam the emotions back down. Her smirk returned as the other woman made her displeasure known. "Good guard bad guard," she chuckled,"well I can't fault you for goin' with the classics..." She lifted herself off the wall, standing up with her hands raised in a placating gesture. "Relax princesses, I'm not gonna rat you out to Mayor Massive. Goodness knows he could use a bit less food, and gold... Nice lift by the way."  she nodded at 'Fuu'. "Look, you two won't get any trouble from me. I just want to offer a few suggestions, from one concerned philanthropic citizen to another. Next time you try something like this, make sure you aren't the center of attention. All the eyes in this village are on you now, so you better make sure you have a damn good excuse for disappearing."  Miyah started to walk away, but the image of an entire storehouse of food and valuables just waiting to be taken glimmered in her mind. Let's see if they'll bite. She turned back around, offering one last bit of advice. "Have you planned how're getting the food out? 'Cause I'll be honest, you two don't look like you'll be able to carry much in those robes. But I'm sure you've got your people and pack animals ready to load up and take as much as you can right? What am I saying of course you do... You couldn't possibly plan to just do this by yourselves. You would have at least one, maybe two more people." she mused innocently. Shrugging her shoulders, she once more began to move away, bowing deeply. As she does so, Muiyah bends a small amount of earth into an imitation of one of 'Fuu's many bangles and bracelets. "Farewell my ladies, good luck with convincing the town to leave you alone long enough to rob them blind." she remarked courteously and began to slowly walk away spinning the bangle on her finder. And now we wait...  

Miyah bit into the mooncake savouring the taste for just a moment. She nodded her approval at the vendor, wiping a few crumbs from her mouth before speaking. "Of course, though you have to enjoy the little things." she replied with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Gesturing her thanks, she moved on, following the mayor and the nobles closely. Of course they don't seem to be starving. In fact that mayor could do with a bit less food this winter... Miyah thought to herself as she shadowed the trio, looking for an opening. She was focusing on not sticking out so much that she almost missed it. The finesse of Fei's pickpocket just about slipped by Miyah, but not quite. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise as she whistled. "Well damn, she's good..." Miyah murmured to herself. There was no way that a normal prissy noble could lift some keys like that. Those two must be for some kind of score, and she wanted in. Slinking her way through the crowd to an intersection before the group walking down the street, she made sure to catch the eyes of the 'nobles' and nod approvingly at where the keys were hidden, winking as she did so.  

Miyah sauntered through the village, soaking in the atmosphere. It had been a while since she had been to a mooncake festival. The smells of the cakes brought back memories of Tu Zin, and their much smaller celebration. The reminiscing brought a smile to her face. But it didn't last long, as her attention was swiftly brought back to the present by the crowd's attention surging towards the two lavishly, almost gaudily dressed individuals. As the glint of their jewels and silk twinkled in the sun, a similar shine worked its way across Miyah's eyes. Blending in with the crowd quite easily, she wormed her way through the throng. She made sure to position herself close as the sycophantic mayor bleated his platitudes, eyeing the jewelry and bangles the entire time. Miyah began to move closer aiming to bump into the smaller one and lift a bangle. As she was about to do so however, another woman strangely dressed moved up and began to converse with the nobles. Forced to veer off to one side, Miyah made towards a mooncake stall on the other side of the street, bought a few cakes and began to eat and watch as the conversation played out.

As for Miyah she would be feeling a little homesick, so the Mooncake festival would be a great way to spend her time and reminisce. Of course, she won't complain about the packed crowds and easy pickings either...

   Miyah The Rogue Quote here. Training: Earthbending | Background: Outlaw| Demeanour: Joking, Sly, Cynical Stats Creativity (+1) Focus (+1) Harmony  (-1) Passion (+1) Resources (+0) Balance Survival -3 -2 -1 0 +1 +2 +3 Friendship ( ) ( ) (X) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) Conditions [ ] Afraid     [ ] Angry     [ ] Foolish     [ ] Guilty     [ ] Insecure   Fatigue: [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] Bad Habits Chosen Habits: Casual thievery and pick-pocketing, Vandalism or sabotage, Trespassing, Cons Any necessary skills or talents related to your bad habits are considered to be part of your background. When you indulge a bad habit on your own, shift your balance toward Survival, and roll with Survival. On a hit, you pull it off and vent your frustrations; clear fatigue or conditions equal to your Survival (minimum 0). If you have no fatigue or conditions, mark growth. On a 10+, you also gain a windfall, a boon or opportunity—your bad habits paid off this time. On a miss, you’re caught by someone dangerous or powerful, and they complicate your life. When you indulge a bad habit with a friend, shift your balance toward Friendship, and roll with Friendship. On a hit, you and your friend pull it off and grow closer; each of you makes the other Inspired. On a 10+, you also obtain some useful resource or information, and become Prepared. On a miss, something goes terribly awry; you can either take the heat yourself, or shift your Balance twice toward Survival and leave your friend in the lurch   Moves Casing the Joint When you assess a situation, add these questions to the list. You may always ask one extra question from these options, even on a miss. • What here is most valuable or interesting to me? • Who or what is most vulnerable to me? • Who here is in control/wealthiest/ has the most power?   Slippery Eel-Hound When you defend and maneuver and choose to use Seize a Position to escape the scene, foes must mark an additional 2-fatigue to stop you, and you may bring any allies within reach when you retreat.   Fighting Techniques Fighting Style: Earthbending Sweep the Leg (Advance & Attack, L [x], P [x], M [x]) You attack where an enemy is weakest or most off-balance; if your foe has a total of three or more conditions and fatigue marked, inflict 2-fatigue. If your foe has fewer than three total conditions and fatigue marked, inflict 2-fatigue, but you must mark 1-fatigue as well.   Dust Stepping (Defend & Maneuver, L [x], P [ ], M [ ]) Step up into the air on thin pillars of dust and stone. Advance to a higher position and become Favored and Prepared. Any foe engaged with you can mark 2-fatigue to block this effect.   Details Home Town: Tu Zin History   How did you come to feel that the only way to survive was to break the rules? Tu Zin, my hometown, was reliant on mining. Even when it was still churning out ore, my folks were just getting by... So when the ore veins dried up and people started packing up and leaving, we really started to struggle. At first my parents kept a brave face up, didn't let us know how bad we were hurtin'. But eventually, I found out how dire things were. Even all of us working wasn't enough to sustain us, so we had to leave... Fire Nation colonizers pushed us up north where there was even less. Soon, we could only turn to thievery and banditry in order to make it through to the next day...   Who kept trying to reach a hand out to you only to be rebuffed?   Who was ready to do anything in order to break your bad habits?   What is your favorite possession that you stole, swiped or otherwise acquired illegally?   Why are you committed to this group or purpose?   Connections   •  _____ is waaaaay too uptight, too trapped in themselves; they need to break some rules! • ______ is amazing and I hope they like me; maybe they're worth playing it straight?   Moment of Balance   You learned early on that you had to do what you needed to survive, and that sometimes that meant you lost friends. Now, you find a new balance: rule-breaking isn’t something that just drives people away—it’s something you can use constructively, with your friends! Tell the GM how you lead your companions to break all the rules and accomplish an incredible feat.   Growth [] [] [] [] Growth Question At the end of each session, answer this question with the other growth questions: • Did you get a friend to join in or approve of one of your bad habits?   Growth Advancements • Take a new move from your playbook [] [] • Take a new move from another playbook [] [] • Raise a stat by +1 (maximum of +2 in any given stat) • Shift your centre one step [] [] • Unlock your Moment of Balance [] []   Background   NPCs  

Looking forward to playing with everyone! I'll definitely be using your sheet Robo, thanks! Still trying to wrap my head around the new formatting on Baldr

I do have a quick question. Would Sandbending be considered a "specialized" bending skill and therefore not allowed? From my memory, the only ones seen sand-bending were the desert bandits in Book 2, with Toph learning it by Book 3. I have an idea of a former Earthbender bandit fleeing to Ba Sing Se seeking shelter from the Fire Nation its walls. I was thinking maybe they could've come from the desert. Would that be allowed?   Also I have question about the techniques, maybe you can help with this Robodogg. The playbook technique is mastered automatically, and the other learned technique is from the bending/weapon thing chosen?

1. Tell me a little about yourself I've been playing RPG's for about 8 years now. My experience with PbtA has mostly been through a Blades in the Dark game and a few Masks one-shots. I must say though that my PbP experienced has been quite limited. My ideal posting rate would be around 2-3 times a week. Frequent enough to keep the ball rolling but enough space to breath between posts. The collaborative storytelling aspect of RPGs is something that I enjoy quite a lot.   2. How familiar are you with the world of Avatar? I have watched through the Last Airbender multiple times, and Korra once. I also vaguely remember a comic about the search for Zuko's mother.   3. What's a favorite Avatar moment, and why? It may be a bit cliche, but the final Agni Kai between Azula and Zuko. It's the culmination of two fantastic character arcs and has been built up for multiple episodes. You think that we're going to go into a huge loud fight to rival Aang's and Ozai's, but right when you're expecting the bombastic score to kick in, it doesn't. Instead it's a sombre, sorrowful musical tapestry, reflecting the tragic culmination of these two siblings' upbringing.   4. Is there a playbook (or several) you're especially interested in? I'm pretty interested in either The Rogue or The Bold.   5. Tell me about the character you'd like to play in five sentences or less Miyah is an earthbender displaced by the Fire Nation's colonization campaign. She and her family have been making the long trek towards Ba Sing Se in hopes of protection and a new life. However, the journey was difficult and they turned to rather unsavory means in order to survive. Now that they have arrived her family seeks to put their bandit days behind them, but Miyah still yearns for adventure, and to make up for what she has done in the past.   6. Fiction Narrative   The relentless heat of the sun beat down on the scorching sands on the outskirts of the Si Wong desert. The procession of giant rhinoceros beetles and their merchants trekked their way across the rolling dunes. This group of merchants were famous for fleecing the people of the Earth Kingdom and selling their wares to Fire Nation outposts at a discount. Their less than steller reputations meant that this year, a differnet route had to be taken through the desert. Leading the caravan was Miyah, having sold herself as an experienced guide and able protector. She and her clan were planning to redistribute the ill gotten wares back into the hands of Earth Kingdom residents. Trudging along, she crested the top of the final dune, raising an arm to shade her face from the sun and smiled at the sight of greenery, stone and the small Fire Nation outpost. Almost there... Now for the fun to start   She surreptitiously reached into the pouch around her belt and pulled out a piece of glass, angled it just so it could catch the sun, and flashed a signal to the west where another cluster of rolling dunes was. A bright light shone in reply before quickly disappearing. Miyah grinned, and slid back down the dune to the lead merchant. "We're almost there, it's just over the dune. Told you my shortcut was legit" she chirped. She bounced away, placing herself just close enough to where her clan would be attacking from. Seeing the sand skiff just begin to crest over the neighboring dune, she put on her best shocked face. "Sandbenders, attacking from the west! Get to the outpost!" Miyah cried. She began to run with the merchants, urging them and their beetles up the dune. When most of them had crested the top she turned to face the fast approaching skiff. Miyah began to bend the sand, blocking most of the attacks from the skiff and making a show of protecting the last few beetles. When all but one had made it across, she gritted her teeth, preparing herself for the blast of sand she knew was coming. The wave knocked both her, the last giant beetle and its rider off of their feet. Miyah cushioned her fall, bending the sand to make a rather soft landing. The merchant and beetle weren't as lucky, flipping on its back and throwing the rider hard into the ground, knocking him out. Indignantly spitting sand out of her mouth, Miyah ran to the strewn about cargo and began to load the skiff.   "You could've pulled that wave a little, couldn't you Sae?" she grumbled to the linen clad figure as they both hoisted the crates onto the skiff. A short laugh was all Miyah got in return. They had just finished loading the last crate when the merchant on the ground moaned and began to move, shakily getting to his feet. Cursing under her breath, Miyah shrugged apologetically towards Sae. "Sorry, but I've still got to get paid for the last two weeks" she whispered, before punching her friend square in the jaw. Scrambling back to the merchant, she hoisted him to his feet and pulled him along as they both clambered over and down the other side of the dune.   There, the other merchants and their beetles had regrouped and were preparing to counterattack, bolstered by the few fire benders the outpost town had to offer. Panting, hands on her knees Miyah and the other merchant waved them off. "They're gone. They only managed to get the last bit of the cargo" the merchant spat, turning to Miyah. He tossed her a small coin pouch. Catching and feeling the suspicious lightness, Miyah frowned. "We agreed that-" "We agreed on safe passage, something you were unable to provide" the merchant retorted, signalling to the townsfolk to start unloading the beetles. Fuming internally, Miyah could only offer a rueful smile, nodding her head and started to make her way into the town. As she passed the head merchant, she offered her hand in apology. As he took it and began to shake, she stumbled and fell into him, her hand quickly snatching his coin purse from his waist. "Sorry, it took a lot out of me" she apologised, dusting herself off and bowing. She smiled to herself as she began to walk away, almost getting to the outskirts of the outpost before a cry of alarm was sounded. Turning back, she saw the head merchant furiously gesturing and pointing at her. "Monkey feathers" Miyah cursed as the few Fire Nation guards began to charge in her direction. "   7. Cooperative Narrative   Manguyperson's Narrative In the Fire nation there are a many people, many heroes but that of course leaves many people without roles, not everyone is talented enough to be a hero. "Your turn Seki." A deep voice calls, the child rises, he fumbles on stage. He begins with a high kick, before he can land it he stumbles and falls. He catches  himself just in time and proceeds to preform the rest of his set not only flawlessly but with ferocity and ease. Then it was my turn... I heed my master's call. I entered the Ma Bu, "Less tension Fuan." He was right, my stress caused me to mess up the most basic of basics, the horse stance is supposed to be a rest position. Before I could complete the High kick I lost all my stamina, my lungs don't work as well as they should. "Great work Seki, better luck next time Fuan." I don't know why I called that one moment from my childhood out, it comes and goes I guess, to this day it troubled me, why are some people more talented then others?   Well it's not like it's the only time something like this has happened to me, hell even earlier today as I was walking down the block. "HELP!" I rushed to the cry of a little girl, "What wrong sweetie?" I responded, with tear filled eyes she pointed to a tree, her cat had fallen victim to the most stereotypical of dangers, for cats at least, I would've called a fire man but, I guess am a fire man in a way. Clutching the lower truck of the tree, I try to shimmy my way to the top, the tree was probably like a few meters tall but to me it seemed like a mountain. After a few minutes of my futile task I tried to reassure the girl "Don't worry, I got this" when no response came back I turned around, losing my focus caused me to lose my balance causing me to fall chin first onto the ground. As I looked up I saw the girl holding her cat like a precious jewel in her arms and a larger man next to her, "Thank you for your effort sir" he said in a condescending manner. "Oh, well I tried" I explained, "You sure did bud" he responded. The duality of emotions is a funny thing, i both felt joy for the girl being reunited with her precious pet but at the same time I felt a creeping sensation of jealousy. I wanted to be the one who helped. I try to tell myself that "It's ok as long as everything is resolved" or "Hey, at least I couldn't have made it worse" but I could, I often feel useless.   As those thoughts were brewing in my mind I suddenly smelled a familiar smell. I first thought it was roasted  Pig-Cow but it was way to smoky to be that, Chicken-Sheep? I thought next. From the corner of my eye I got a glimpse of a faery flame in the distance. I couldn't believe it, A massive forest fire! "HOW DIDN'T I SPOT THAT?! I'M SUCH AN IDIOT!" Screams came from the depths of the forest, I had to go in. I couldn't make much out from the smoke and pluming flames but after a while of wandering "HELP!" a female voice, I rushed to it's where i assumed the voice came from judging by the collapsed trees, A woman was winched between the fallen tree and the ground. "Are you ok?" I naively asked as I lifted the massive tree off of her. "So hea..vy" I mumbled. "Come on..." Then a relief like a weight was lifted off my back, or rather her back. As she run off towards safety, I felt sharp pain in my chest. "Less tension Fuan" My sensei's words echoed in my mind, I had forgotten my breathing technique. I collapsed on the floor gasping for air. I can't possible begin to imagine why the first thing I do in this situation is write a whole biography in my mind before i suffocate to death, but here I am.    But life is funny. One moment we think our destiny is sealed, the other your destiny takes a whole new direction. As I was on the floor collapsed I felt a downpour of wonderful, golden water. I raised my head to see a group of masked men.    Miyah wiped the sweat from her brow, frowning at the crooked trench she had made. I could of sworn it was straighter than that... The makeshift firebreak should hopefully stop at least some part of the town from going up in flames. Shrugging to herself, Miyah dusted her hands off and started snacking on some dried fruit as she began to walk back to the safe side of the trench, but was interrupted when a woman ran out of the forest in a panic. Busy wolfing down some rations, Miyah only half paid attention until something about a rescuer not making back made its way through. With the woman staring expectantly, Miyah stared at the encroaching blaze, looked back at the woman and took a deep breath. You know, just once I should stay out of these things... she thought to herself, pulling her shawl around her hose and mouth as she charged into the blaze.   Fuan blearily came to, coughing as the acrid smoke of the forest fire permeated the air. The water skin held by a masked man let out its last few drops, before being slapped across Fuan's cheek. Still somewhat out of it, Fuan surveyed the group of masked individuals clad in red and black. Their heads were covered by black cloth, only their eyes peering out, darting around. They seemed to be arguing regarding what to do with him. As Miyah ran through the forest, she could hear multiple voices arguing. Drawing closer, through the smoke and haze she could just make out the figures standing in the clearing. Their words clearly reached her ears. "I thought it was a woman crying out." "Who cares, he'll still fetch a good price." "We still should keep moving, the town's bound to be in chaos by now." "Don't you guys think we went a bit overboard? I mean setting a forest on fire just to raid a town-" "Enough, this isn't a time to grow a conscience"  the man standing over Fuan barked, striding over to the naysayer and jabbing his fingers into the center of their chest.   Hiding just out of sight, Miyah stared at the stirring figure on the ground. With the men arguing, this would be her best chance. Looking at the coughing form of Fuan, an unfortunate idea arose. She stared forlornly at her shawl, the intricate green and gold embroidery was glinting in the firelight. Wincing at the expensive ill-gotten material's destruction, she tore off a bit of her shawl, and drenched it in water from her water skin. When the arguing reached a crescendo, and the man near Fuan strode away, Miyah darted into the grove at a full sprint. Sliding to a stop near Fuan she slammed her foot into the earth, the ground underneath the raiders feet to shifting for a moment causing some of them to lose their footing.   Hefting Fuan to his feet with some difficulty, she slammed the soaked shawl into his grasp "Here, tie this around your mouth. It makes it easier to breathe." she half-yelled. The adrenaline started to flow through her as the masked men regained their footing and started to advance. Why is it always me... she thought as she steeled herself to either run or fight. "I hope she was worth it Mr. Hero" she chirped snarkily. "I just hope you can fight better than you can lift tree-" her verbal jab was interrupted with a volley of fireballs launched from the masked men. Caught off guard mid sentence, Miyah could only watch in horror as they flew towards her. Wincing, she closed her eyes bracing for pain that never came. Fuan leaping into action handily parried the onslaught, punching through each fireball. Miyah whistled in approval, firmly rebuked much to her chagrin. She stepped up beside him and settled into her stance, the forest continuing to burn around them. "Alright then, our turn..."