to replace Secret Handshakes
--- Game Title ---
A Friendly Exchange
--- Teen Friendly? ---
no
--- GameMaster(s) ---
Meera Barry and Kingsley Lintz (as Martin)
--- Contact Email ---
the.fierce@gmail.com
--- Game Description ---
Game may run late into the evening.
Dark / Grim -- Alternate Amber
You have spent a quarter century as a prisoner of your own honor amongst the people of the Thelbane.
You have learned secrets, dangerous secrets, and you have suffered for it. The Courts are always darker than you think.
Your sentence is concluded. You are free to go.
Except...
They say you can never go home again.
--- Setting ---
I looked and I saw Random. He was standing with his back to us about thirty meters away, on a shelf of rock, facing the storm. It was very close now, and a wind whipped his garments. Lightning trails crissed and crossed before him. The thunder boomed almost constantly.
"How long-has he been there?" I asked.
"Only a few minutes," Fiona replied.
"That is how long it has been - since our return?"
"No," she said. "You have been out for a fairly long while. Random talked with the others first. The real Lords of Chaos. They've thanked you for indulging their pets, but the storm isn't of the Pattern, or the repair. The storm," she emphasized, "is them. Or some of them."
I turned my head.
There was movement along the black road, a dark column heading out toward the citadel. Gossamer strands drifted between us; there were a few sparks at the far end, about the nighted hulk. Overhead, the sky had completely reversed itself, with us beneath the darkened half. Again, I felt that strange feeling of having been here long, long ago, to see that this, rather than Amber, was the true center of creation. I grasped after the ghost of a memory. It vanished.
I searched the lightning-shot gloom about me.
"All of them - gone?" I said to her.
"They return. The rules have changed, Corwin. You have changed." She looked down at herself for a moment, then looked back up with a sly hint of a smile. I cursed silently. She had changed, too, and not for the better. "Do you wish to follow them now?"
I shook my head.
"I'm staying here with Random."
"I knew you would say that." She did, too. "We'll be bringing some of them back. They'll foster some of ours. Perhaps we'll learn better this time."
Her gaze took in the Abyss, and for a moment, perhaps it looked back into her.
--- Character Instructions ---
You are one of the children of the Amber Elders. You were there as Brand was struck down, helping Amber, a cause in which you believed. You can choose your parent(s) pretty freely (no Dworkin/Oberon/Creature.) You have 100 points, with the note that you will have Basic Shapeshifting for free - it was necessary to survive, after all. You may have additional restrictions, bonuses, and guidelines depending on the House of Chaos you have chosen via the quiz at
http://www.skyseastone.net/mabarry/Quiz/exchange.html
- if for some reason the quiz does not work in your browser, please e-mail me and I will offer it in my response and "grade" it myself.
--- Player Information ---
Minimum: 3
Maximum: 6