Finally in relative safety, the travelers find the time to discuss what had happened to them so far. A Numenera Actual Play.
Theme song by Daniel Allardyce
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This may be one of my favorite episodes yet! It’s so rare to have a quiet moment where everyone is just there talking and taking stock of things. There was some genuinely heartwarming moments between everybody, plus the theories brought up were amazing! I dont know what’s right, or if any of them are right, but they’re solid and reasonable. And especially Tagos’ speeches were riveting. another fine fandible product.
I agree with Sophie, another fantastic episode. I was a big fan when we got a summary of Tagos’ post death adventure. I still need to go back and reenlist to that episode to check, but it sounded accurate to the events. David did you prep for that, or did you do that all from memory, or was it edited to appear that way?
When Billy went into actors I was expecting a bit of meta humor placed in. A “what if we were all characters in a story” sort of thing. Though that would have ruined the energy up as the group is trying to theorize whats going on.
“All the 9th Worlds a stage, And all the PCs merely Players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many Classes,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the Newb,
Mewling and puking in the GM’s arms.
Then the whining Munchkin, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to RP. And then the Role Player,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a MinMaxer, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. Tis this Proud Age, the Players are loved most by their Dibles, Fans of their many works…”
Thanks Callmeishma3l, That is awesome.