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[Ghazkull]

On the very Outskirts of the Greenlands lies the unassuming Kingdom of Noorehere, a land of thorough monotony and not worth talking about except for one thing. The Tower of the Wandmaker. You see, Noorehere is the largest exporter of Magic Wands. Really, it's its main export good. How those Wands are made and who makes them is a closely guarded secret as the Wandmaker is a rather secretive fellow. His tower is situated at the very edge of Noorehere as close as one can get to the Unclaimed Wilderness of Nodragon. Attempts to build a city at the foot of the tower have consistently failed and so only the hamlet of Woodhere survived as the last remnant of said attempts. Unfortunately for you, you live in that hamlet. Why unforunately? Because the Wandmaker has kidnapped you and provided you with a simple task:

Test these Magic Missile Wands. All of them.

Apparently something in the creation of the latest batch of Magic Missile Wands went wrong and the Magical Fallout bestowed all of these Wands with various quirks and effects. Thus the Wandmaker decided to figure out what they do by "volunteering" part of the population of Woodhere for this task. The reward? A thousand gold pieces, enough to last someone the rest of ones life...


This is a little game i came up with on a whim, after watching a rather interesting youtube video with a similiar premise.
To join you simply fill out this little sheet:

Name:
Profession (Something that would reasonably exist in a Hamlet on the arse end of the World):

[Ardas]

Name: Denham
Profession: Lumberjack

[a1s]

Noorehere,
Nodragon
Woodhere

I see what you did. Also I bet it's "No! Dragon."

[Nirur Torir]

Name: Rat Chaser
Profession: Trapper

[crazyabe]

Name: Nowork
Profession: Drunk

[FallacyofUrist]

Name: John
Profession: Mason

[Doomblade187]

Name: Daten
Profession: Sheep rustler

[MrThrowaway]

Name: Noname
Profession: Cobbler

[Pavellius]

Name: Paul
Profession: Carpenter

[Ghazkull]

All of you awaken in front of the Wandmakers Tower on a sunny Saturday morning. The weather could be considered nice, if one ignored the rather nippy 5°C and the biting cold winds. In front of you is a group of three horse pulled wagons, each loaded with crates containing thousands of wands...which all look exactly the same.

As you awaken, you feel a presence in your heads and almost immediately you become aware as to why you are here and what you are supposed with those wands:

Use them and figure out what they do.
Do not break them.
Do not lose them.
Do not sell them.
You are being watched.

Spoiler:  Characters (click to show/hide)

3 Horse-Drawn Wagons
Cartloads of untested Magic Missile Wands

Paul
Carpenter
Carpentry Rank I

Noname
Cobbler
Shoemaking Rank I

Daten
Sheep Rustler
Sneaking Rank I
Animal Training Rank I

John
Mason
Masonry Rank I

Nowork
Drunk
Poison Resistance Rank I

Rat Chaser
Trapper
Trapping Rank I
Tracking Rank I

Denham
Lumberjack
Tree Cutting Rank I
Axes Rank I

[King Zultan]

I'd also like to be part of this.


Name: Billy
Profession: Miner

[Nirur Torir]

Grab a wand from the middle wagon. Wave it around in a net-like pattern.

[Ghazkull]

Rat Chaser is the first to make up his mind and approach the wagons. The wand he takes from the middle wagon is as unremarkable and indistinguishable from the rest as every other wand. Waving it around in a net-like pattern it suddenly activates and fires a single magic missile at the horse of the third wagon, which whinnies in pain before breaking into a panicked run trying to get away, the wagon jolting around dangerously.

Rat Chasers wand seems to be unremarkable?
Inflicted light injuries on the unnamed Horse of the Third Wagon
The Horse is running away with a third of your equipment!



((Also King Zultan, accepted))

[King Zultan]

Grab a wand and shake the shit out of it.

[Nirur Torir]

Cast it at the horse again, to stop it from stealing the wands.