tennessee10 wrote:
{}{}{Sarge, I suggest that you tell them what they saw when my Psi-shield went down.}{}{}
<You already described that, and the players can all read. No sense me repeating it. At this point, I think It's important that I point out to everone that there is a difference between the player's knowedge and his fictional characters' knowedge. That is: If you describe your character's private thoughts but the character doesn't verbalise them, the other players are supposed to pretend like their characters are unaware of what you revealed. This is called "an aside" in the world of fiction. It's like in a cartoon when a character shows the reader some words in a though baloon. The other characters don't know what was being though, but the writer does. In our case, since there's more than one writer, you are all free to take the revealed information and play on it however you want. You can ignore it outright, you can indirectly act upon it, you can file it away for future reference, you can do all sorts of things. Generaly in RPGs, when a player does a an aside, he does it to drive the story, so it's perfectly acceptable.>
The rain was just a sprinkle now, and the riders quicly became visible. Seven of them. They were knights, as Acedia had deduced, with their purple & green heraldry plainly visible uppon a square banner atop a eight-foot pole. The banner was the banner of the Royal Household, which means that these men are from the regiment that serves as the bodyguards of the King and his immediate family.
Each man was clad in a polished steel brest-plate and an open-faced heavy steel helment, with chainmail under that. The helment was of the calvary style, with a short tassle of red-dyed horse hair hanging down from a point at the top of the helm. They bore large square metal sheilds on the left arm, with the coat of arms of the King's Own Horse Guards emblazoned upon it. A red leather brassard covered the upper half of the right arm, upon which was displayed their rank insignia. In addition, the lead rider was wearing a flowing red cape with a silver sash, while the others wore just the silver sash. The horses were clad in chain-mail barding and leather saddles. The lead rider slowed down from a gallop to a trot, and finaly stoped in front of the Inn.
The others continued on without him a ways, but then they too stoped when they reached the end of the village, and then turned around and walked their horses back twoards the Inn. The lead rider looked in the direction of the party. His face showed him to be a middle-aged man with a full beard that was soaking wet on account of the rain. He spoke up: "Excuse me, but might I trouble you a moment? Where might one find the Sherrif in these parts?"
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