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  1. The caravan had been in the settlement of Broley for a little more than a half day and would be moving on later this afternoon toward the next settlement. Large Gord leaned against the wall of the merchants hall, sheltering in the shade, waiting for the trains masters to get off their fat behinds and start the caravan moving. The giant shrugged his wide shoulders and once again wondered idly why this place, that he had never been before, was familiar to him, a sensation that had been bugging him since he had first spied the place when they came up the road. He paused in his musings when the girl called Sigil, came up to him with a tankard of short beer. She had joined the caravan at the last stop and for several days had been the focus of much talk among the guards due to her strange looks and the way she carried herself. Despite the efforts of many to win her attentions the girl remained standoffish and was eventually ignored. However Gord had never been one of those who had tried to socialize with the girl so naturally she had gravitated to him after the others ceased their pestering. While the two spoke little to each other and perhaps less to anyone else they did socialize in a odd manner, eating together and walking with each other, not so much friends but somehow recognizing something kindred in each other. Gord took the beer and drained half of it in one swallow before thanking the Sigil but he wasn't paying much mind to her he was looking up the way at a figure coming into the village. Gord's mouth opened into an 'O' of recognition and he suddenly realized why the village seemed so familiar. This had been the home of one of his former companions the weird girl Firanis. She had spoken of the place often with her weird little rodent friend, and lo and behold who was it walking down the street but none other than Firanis Flux
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  3. There area billion stories in the Ninth World and it is easy to lose track of them one such lost tale is Firanis and the Workshop of the Telescopes. A tale both old and new it told of one of Firanis Flux's wild adventures of how she met Large Gord another famous wanderer, of how they encountered The Nox, one of the last of it's kind and how the Nox helped them to infiltrate the wicked City of Workshops. How Firanis and her companions became involved with the Cult of the Flaming Telepaths and how they fought their way through the Evil Priests that could turn a mans brain into a torch with mere thought. How they climbed the fabled Tower of the Telescopes and of what they found there and of the great discovery they made about our moon. Sigh. But alas the details of that insane adventure are lost to us. Only the protagonists themselves know what truly happened and they don't talk about it. No that was a tale from yesteryear the tale you are about to hear now, is one that happened not that long ago. And it all started when..... Firanis stopped at the top of the rise and looked down upon the place she had once called home. She frowned in thought, she had expected this sight to move her to bring some old fondness to the surface but alas it didn't. She found herself missing Goutro and even Cyrinx truth be told. But they were far off trying to rebuild Goutro's spacecraft and while Firanis had found it fascinating she had grown restless and bored. And so she had set out to gater supplies and some of the much needed parts Goutro required. It was chance to get out to explore and yes adventure again. But she did miss her companions. Which is why she decided to come here. One of the things Goutro needed could only be found at a nearby settlement and since it was close she thought she could visit home. Now she wasn't so sure it was a good idea. Firanis shook her head “This is a mistake.” she said out loud to the wind, her mind made up . She would not go down would not visit those who may remember her. She had plenty of other things to do. She turned to go back the way she came and that was when she saw it, miles away at the nearest settlement to her home. A black spot on the horizon where the town should have been a black spot. She pulled out her telescope and looked toward the far off town, bringing it into focus. It was black. The buildings blackened the walls cracked as if exposed to great heat, the ground dry cracked blackened. The trees and bushes mere dead skeletons all Blackened. She saw no people, no bodies or any indication that any had been there whenever this had happened. She swung the scope back and forth everything around the town was blackened as if burnt Suddenly she paused the scope on a speck of green a bush on the very edge of the blackened ground and as she stopped at the sight of the green thing she gasped in horror as the blackening moved it touched the plant and suddenly the bush withered and died and turned black. She watched that very spot for several moments to ascertain to herself that yes what ever was causing this was moving. And it was. She swung the telescope back to the south from where it was pointed at the Blackening back toward her home, then back to the black and back again to her village. She dropped the scope from her eye and looked down from the ridge on the place that was once her home. The place that the Blackening was coming to.
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    House Rules

    Character Creation and Advancment There is a disparity between Numenera and the Cypher system when it comes to Special Abilities that IMO leaves the Numenera characters lacking. Since this is a game with limited players and I want us to have the widest ability to meet all encounters with a chance of success I will be instituting the following changes. Special Abilities Tier 1 – 4 choices 2 of which must be taken from the Numenera Type the rest may be taken from Numenera or the corresponding Cypher Type to your chosen type. Tier 2 - 2 choices 1 0f which must come from your Numenera Type Tier 3 - 3 choices 1 of which must come from your Numenera Type Tier 4 - 2 choices 1 0f which must come from your Numenera Type Tier 5 - 3 choices 1 0f which must come from your Numenera Type Tier 6 - 2 choices 1 0f which must come from your Numenera Type as always you can chose from the same tier or a lower tier and you can also trade one ability from a lower tier at each tier past tier 1 Numenera Type and their Corresponding Cypher System Type Glaive = Warrior Nano = Adept Jack = Explorer Arkus = Speaker Wright = Explorer Delve = Explorer Multi-Typing Once your character is Tier 2 you may opt to spend one free choice per tier on a Special ability from a Different Type. This choice must be from a lower tier than your current tier.
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    3J was in the zone the magic was coursing through her. She didn't hear the knock or Siobhan calling to her, didn't hear the door open and ddin't even hear Siobhan gasp or what she said then. But she did feel the magic wind which snuffed her summoning candles and then the hug as the other girl knelt knocking her candles askew. "What the .....!" 3J's eeys were wide as her trance was broken and it took her several seconds of being hugged to orientate her head. "What have you done?" She took in the scattered candles the slight lacing of frost. She pushed Siobhan away "get off of me" "I stopped you from making a terrible mistake. Cursing Warren won't make you feel any better." Siobhan explained "I wasn't cursing Warren I was summoning a spirit to question. Jesus Christ!" She picks up one of the candles which is broken. "You don't need all this to hex someone, this is necromancy. And now I'll have to get a new candle to do it all over." She huffs and puffs but leverages her self to her feet. and glares at Siobhan then her look softens a bit. "What shampoo do you use? Your hair smells really nice."
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    3J slams the book shut and squeezes out of the seat sliding around Warren. "You are such an asshole and I am not the person you want to be fucking with." She glares at the rest of the group. "Something is going on and we are all involved despite what this idiot says, despite whether you all want to admit it or not. Something. Is. Going. On." She stomps to the stairs and spins back to face them all crushing the book to her chest her face red with anger and embarrassment. "First all of us are brought here and put in a group that clearly doesn't exist officially." Then she starts pointing at them one by one starting with Siobhan. "Someone or thing is giving you magic seeds using the forest animals as a delivery service." Her hand slides to Kaitlin. "You keep getting the feeling your being watched or followed when your in the woods and you keep seeing things in the damn lake. And you," She stabs the finger at Cheshire, " You couldn't even see what was going on this morning with your pets. That rat was treating those squirrels like slaves making them give it their acorns oh it was so cute while that thing you call a cat was getting ready to attack it using birds as a fucking as an army. Since when do cats command birds?" She huffs for breath her eyes just daring anyone to speak before she points at Safyre. And you , your, your....your just a bitch," then finger points at Warren and everyone can see the little sparkle of electricity lining her black polished nail. "And you, Warren so scared of everything that you can't even admit the truth. You are simply pitiful." Finished she stomps up the stars making as much noise as possible untill the kids in the living room hear the sound of a door slamming.
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    3J nodded "Yeah they were in the library when i was there about an hour ago doing some research for the dean." Everyone looked at her with that 'how do you know that' look. She shrugged "I'm pretty good at not being noticed in case you hadn't noticed. Anyway I overheard them explain to Mrs Gellert when they were asking for some books.
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    3J rummaged through her bag and pulled out another book, this one a thin raged volume held together by rubberbands wrapped around its covers. Removing the bands she flipped through the pages. "Yeah It's a spell from the witch trials time. Here it is." SHe reads to herself paraphrasing as she goes along, " 'Silence the Poisonous Tongue', according to this it is a spell to make it so a witness can't testify by making them unable to speak. We will need some ingredients non of which looks harmful so it should be safe. But we do need something of the body of the one we are to silence." She pauses and looks at her fellow classmates and the stares they are giving her. "what?"
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    3J stopped digging while Warren was talking and she realized that the fire was out already. She felt stupid and embarrassed again "I can do that." She said simply. Everyone left in the room, including Warren, looked at 3J, who was holding up another book.
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    "Holy Shit!" exclaimed 3J as she saw the growing blaze in the trashcan, smoke billowing from it as if it were a 3 alarm the the flames really began to shoot out. This wasn't some little trash can fire fueled by a few crumple sheets of paper it was a budding conflagration complete with jets of flames shooting up every few seconds each one higher than the last. Pretty much everyone was frozen when 3J began shouting again. "Wait wait I know what to do!" The chubby red head started digging through her bag as the flames shot higher and higher...
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    3J nervously pushed herself off the couch and stepped up to the same spot Safyre had just been. She was starting to sweat nervously before she said or did anything, but Spenser gave her a nod of encouragement so she set her bag on the table and dug out an old fashioned book about the size of a diary. The book was covered in a heavily faded red cloth although it looked more pink than red due to it's age. She looked out at everyone as she flipped the pages. “This...this is a spell called Mirrors of Internal Reflection.” With the book in one hand, she began weaving some jerky weird looking figures in the air and slowly a shape began to form. After a moment a semi transparent mirror in an old fashioned round frame floated in front of her the reflective surface facing away. She looked around nervously then saw that Warren was showing a good amount of interest so she moved her hand and the mirror moved toward him he flinched back as the mirror lowered itself to the level of his face and reflected his image. Before he could say anything the reflection opened its mouth. “This is all so much bullshit they set this crap up...” the voice trailed off only to come back again a second later. “I always thought fat girls had really big tits, hers don't look very big at all..” Shocked at what the mirror revealed 3J's hand faltered and the mirror sailed right into Warren where it vanished in a shower of sparkles. Red faced 3J started to close the book but Spenser held out his hand. “Can I see your book?” She looked at the book and the hand stretched out for it and reluctantly gave it over. She avoided meeting his eyes, anybodies eyes. Spenser looked at the spell printed on the page surrounded by copious notes. “You made these note, 3J?” “No sir, they were in the book when I fou...acquired it.” He nodded and handed it back. “Good job. Next” 3J quickly sat and crossed her arms covering her breasts as best she could. Inside she was furious with the stupid boy.
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    "I think she was referring to the 'C' word. But then I would have thought you would know all about that." Said 3J as she regained some semblance of composure.
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    Not realizing it was a trap 3J bit "Hogwarts is real? What does it have that this place doesn't? OMG! Is Dumboldore real?" All in a wide eyed run on sentence.
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    The short dumpy redhead with the glasses just stood by the door clutching her oversized bohemian bag as if it contained the crown jewels. 3J hadn't said more than four words since Maria had handed her the name tag. These kids are all better than me prettier, probably have money well at least the girls. She had thought that the one who said to call her Kat had been chubby like she was but then she got a better look at her neck which had muscle not flab and her wrists also not chubby with fat. What had caused her to be grouped with These are obviously better people there must have been a mistake. Why did I even come here I should have stayed in bed. 3J never realized that she was mumbling.
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    Ravenhurst Character Thread

    Jane “3J” James Description/Background Jane Jennifer James, called 3J by her close friends, is a 15 year old chubby girl. A rather average looking young lady, she dresses in uncomplimentary baggy clothes to hide her bulk but it doesn't do very good job of it really. She keeps her red hair short and it's usually messy and her large framed glasses help show off her nicest feature, her sparkling icy blue eyes. 3J grew up in a predominately working class Irish-American community in Chicago. Her dad is a teamster and a union man through and through, her mom teaches grade school. Her parents have been together through thick and thin (a lot of thin) since they were in high school. 3J has two big brothers and a sister one year younger than her. Margery, her sister, and her share a room in they're old 2 story house and even with the age difference, they are really best of friends. She gets along good with her brothers who are protective of their sisters, and with her mother. Her dad is another story, he drinks a lot and while he doesn't hit or abuse any of them he can be heavy handed and just doesn't understand his kids and he would never understand 3J's abilities to make Magic, so she has kept that part of her life hidden from him. Being 15 is rough for any kid, being a 15 year old fat girl with red hair and thick glasses is a comedy of errors just waiting to happen. But 3J doesn't give in to despair even before the magic came, 3J defied the stereotype. She has always been physically active and even plays sand lot sports with the neighborhood kids and no one can touch her imagination. She began playing dungeon and dragons when she was little, introduced to the game by her brothers she quickly out stripped them and by the time she got to high school she was the best DM in the area. Not to shabby for a 15 year old chubby chick, not at all. But still she wishes she could find a diet that works, when she sees the other girls wearing pretty clothes and looking thin and sexy, that's when her weight bothers her but up to now diets just haven't worked, well maybe Magic can. ATTRIBUTES KNOWLEDGE ● ● CONVICTION ● TALENT ● ● TECHNIQUE ● FITNESS ● ● ● ● ● ● ADVANTAGES I Have One!, Gypsy Curse (this is what got her noticed as she was using it rather frequently to curse her tormentors), Steady Hands, Library (Bought a box of D&D books at a garage sale found several rare magical volumes mixed in with the game books) DRAWBACKS Bad Eyes (needs to wear big thick glasses to see anything more than a yard away), Overweight