((I could have sworn I posted an action with that question.))
Look around, also have bees scout around my location. Where am I, what's around me and what happened to Fiddler and the statue?
Fiddler's downstream with the statue, chatting with the guards, you are on the shore with Ebony and Solam, where you started. You sigh, turn around, and walk back through, telling those two to wait until Fiddler returns with the boat. You arrive on teh far side, and walk south to meet Fiddler with the boat.
where is everyone anyway? Did I finally put you guys in a situation so boring and frustrating that you got tired of it and left?
((Not so much frustrating as incredibly boring and monumentally difficult to give any shits about, really, I'll be perfectly honest. I think the complete lack of feedback might be at least part of it, to the point where I just kinda wanna throw my hands up and let whatever happen, since pretty much whatever has been happening anyway.
EDIT: er, not to be overly harsh or anything. Just really sick of all the speed bumps and time-wasting twists.))
Fiddler looks rather tired as he looks at the guards.
"Something I can help you with?"
Don't land yet. See if I can boat a ways upriver.
((Fair enough. Each was the result of a roll, but I could have auto'd a few of them, I think, upon reflection. I was pretty surprised that Solam has failed as many recovery rolls as he did, and I really expected at least one of you to be across the river by now. I've not been proactive enough in moving this along, I guess. As for feedback, I will try to be more clear and complete in my responses.))
"It's a mite bit dangerous out tonight. Some kinda fuss off in the Charna district. Some big gang turf war or something. We gotta keep everyone out of the district. What's your business out so late, tonight?"
"Just a spot of fishing. Got a trade with some ratmen a little later, you know? you'd be surprised what they can find along the shores here. Make a pretty penny off the flotsam and jetsam, properly shined up. Little repair on some things, but the resale value goes through the roof with just a little effort. here, you, give me a hand. I meant ot land on the other side of the bridge."
"Righto. pull him along, guys. And you. close up for the night. better to miss out on a night's trade than to get caught up in a turf war over there. I hear some pretty ugly magic was being used." "Will do, officer."
So you get towed up a couple dozen yards north of the bridge and left to clear off.
Each step of the way, the things that happened were based on the situation at hand, and the actions and such that you guys offered. I realize that we've been spinning our wheels for a bit, though, and that I've let it go too long and become irritating. So, I'm just whisking you all to the other side of the river now, with a hearty pat on the backs and a "the exit lies there!" and point. Fiddler brings the lightened boat back across the river with ease, and picks up Ebony and a bound Solam. Ebony and Fiddler row back across, and everyone gathers on the shore. I've been auto'ing Solam, as Zormod's last forum activity was the day he last posted here. Hope all is well with him.
Please, if you guys start feeling like you are twiddling your thumbs, or start not giving a shit, PM me, or just put it in your post telling me you are getting bored or frustrated, so I don't blindly waddle along like an overstuffed, semi-animated armchair out for a night stroll during rush hour. That's a bad analogy.
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