I love when roleplaying gets so cinematic that I can see it clearly in my head. My main problem is usually casting..which isn't a problem at all in Svend's Buffy game where Laura is played by Reese Witherspoon.
The problem is Eavan. He is my best changeling character. For the gamers familiar with Changeling he is a Fiona sidhe wilder. For those who don't know what that means he's a Tolkein Elf, but without the foresty stuff.
The thing is that he is so incredibly good looking it's surreal. How do you cast that? Obviously I have my vote in for Orlando Bloom or possibly Ewan Macgregor in Moulin Rouge (but blonde...go figure...) but it's still not quite there.
Anyway the point of all this is that we had some fantastical cinematic moments in Changeling last night and I want you to imagine Eavan right. So, best looking guy you can think of and then better looking and blonde.
Eavan is wearing designer indigo jeans and an industrial influence designer tshirt. These clothes are new and nice looking. His friends have all gone into a tomb of glamour/energy sucking scariness. He has stayed out to mind the magic treasure and his fire drake, also to be a reserve of magickal energy since none of the others will have any magic when they come out.
They are in the cemetary of an inhospitable city and the sheriff plus two goons have just shown up. The other faerie who stayed out to be a magic reserve (a sluagh called Alexias) has gone into the tomb to warn the others. Eavan is trying very hard to hide, but it's been snowing so there are easily followable tracks. The sheriff comes towards Eavan's hiding place and says "I don't believe you have announced yourself."
Eavan steps out and there is a brief conversation in which the sheriff tries to force Eavan to accompany her straight away to the ruling Duke. Something that Eavan is definately not interested in. He's trying to think of a good excuse when Zoom! Out from the tomb comes Angel, another surreally beautiful blonde male sidhe, but glowing like a magnesium flare and flying straight up into the air on his gossamer wings.
While the sheriff is distracted Eavan runs for it. The sheriff calls to her men to stop him and goes after Angel herself. The goons start to shoot at Eavan which is a big no-no with the faeries most of the time. Well, the honourable ones anyway. Eavan continues to run until one goon catches up with him and trips him. From his knees Eavan draws his sword and engages in a duel. Seeing the superior strength of his opponent he moves fast, catches him off balance and hamstrings him with a well placed blow.
Eavan's fire drake (Lambeth) swoops down and lands on the fallen goon, mushing his face into the snow. Eavan leaps onto his drake's back and they take off. The other goon has been taken care of by this time by Alexias so Eavan and Lambeth bear down on the sheriff, Lambeth breathes fire at her and she backs off swearing. Our heroes escape unharmed!
Hooray!
Posted by jenni at June 29, 2004 04:13 PM