Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24524076-20160803200831/@comment-24524076-20161116035236

(Aww, thanks, Moonunitiv. I was worried the smash cut was something that really only worked in audiovisual media. Glad to see it maintains its strength in the world of writing.)

''...No, not here, either. Damn it all. That looked really tasty, too. Perhaps a moment of reflection is in order. *Ahem*.''

WE HAVE THE POW-AHH TO TURRRN BAKK TIIIIIME--(1)

''Okay. No. But indeed, let's go back.''

''Jabari entered the world in 4E 173 as a screaming whelp... er... too far.''

''Alright, just a quick rundown of that stuff. Born in 4E 173, mother stabbed by a Orismer highwayman when he was eight, took three years of holy schooling, trained in the art of war, became a guard at age 22, father died three years ago at the age of 53... Wait. Hold on. Slow down around there.''

''In 195, Jabari became a guard. Radburn took him under his wing for about three years. Right about then, Radburn's mead-mate and father of Jabari died of natural causes. Jabari, who lived in the Reach, and Radburn, who lived in Rorikstead, were reassigned from Rorikstead into Whiterun when words of unrest among the new Stormcloak faction spread across the province. Et cetera... then Radburn died. Jabari went to his house, took an inheritance of sorts, rode back to Whiterun and... generally sort of began acting weird.''

''I mean, setting up an unjust, unsanctioned toll gate? Pretending to be a gargoyle? Selling a perfectly good steed for next to no reason? This doesn't make sense...''

''That's it. It doesn't. He hasn't dealt with mages in a while, but...''

''He's becoming insane. Voices in his head. Of course! They've directed him to do all these odd things! No... No! He must expel these things from his mind! He must--''

''You've been cut off from Jabari, for now. He seems to be working on quick reparations. Uh...''

''I didn't want to have to do this. *sigh*. Shit... Sheogorath, what do you think?''

I think these folks are a bunch of extruding arseholes.

Well, of course, but what's a good insanity target?

How about that lonely old lady running the local potion shop? Arcadia, is it? Surely some tainted or poorly-made remedy or ingredient stopped some reagent or another from working, and let a disease or the such take its course...

''Arcadia is now susceptible to your manipulations. She's currently restocking the shelves for the few regulars who always come in around this time on this day of the week. Mostly, lackeys of various court mages and the odd adventurer or summat.''