Hamish (playing Thaddeus): After the funeral I say, “Hey, Billie? At Seraph’s birthday, Dorphi asked me about your sword.”
Adam (playing Billie): “Well, fuck.”
Hamish: “She knows what it is. I lied and said we got it in some tomb.”
Adam: I ask, “Do you think we should go and tell the truth?”
Adam: “Alright, let’s do it.” We go to the palace and ask to see Emperor Cherish and Dorphi.
DM: Dorphi meets with you and tells you the Emperor is very busy. “TTC. What can I do for you?”
Hamish: I wince and say, “Alright, I’ve come to come clean. I lied about the sword, because I didn’t think it was my place to talk about it. We know what it is.”
DM: She glares at you. “I see. And where did you get it? The truth, this time.”
Adam: “These guys witnessed me pull it out of a stone. Una failed, but I pulled it.”
Andy (playing Una): “It’s true, I failed.”
DM: She stares at you, Billie. “What did this stone look like?”
Tati (playing Seraph): I say, “It was about waist-height, rough and covered with foliage, and it had a plaque on it.”
DM: She tenses. “It had words on it?”
Adam: “Yeah, I can’t remember what they said.”
Tati: “‘Whosoever shall pull this sword from the stone will be the ruler of Gandarall.’”
Adam: “Thanks. So, you know. I’m the ruler of a country that no longer exists.”
DM: She growls. “Not everyone agrees with you. There are those who never stopped believing in Gandarall. There are whispers that the sword has been found, that we will soon return to Gandarall and its rightful ruler.”
Adam: Oh, shit.
Tati: She’s gonna kill us.
Adam: I say, “Well, I haven’t heard these rumours. And I don’t want to rule. That sounds really boring.”
DM: She snaps, “Persia is in danger of falling apart. The last thing we need is something for revolutionaries to unite behind.”
Andy: “Yeah, we’ve heard that the empire is declining. And that we may soon be moving into a new era-”
Party: Don’t mention time travel!!!!!
Tati: I say quickly, “We may move into a new era, if the empire collapses. Is what the whispers say. Because that’s just what happens. When an empire collapses.”
DM: She glares between you. “You were awfully quick to cover that up.”
Tati: *nervous* I say, “Rather, quick to reassure you. The last thing we want is for you to think we’re your enemies.”
DM: Make a Diplomacy check.
Tati: Uh, 46.
DM: God, you guys are rolling well tonight.