Yvonne_Blacksword
12-07-2007, 11:45 AM
And remove all doubt?
Is silence golden?
Is VC abused?
Hello, I am Sequestria.
I am new here... In fact you might say I just got off the boat...a few of days ago.
I was unsure of my trip to Stormreach. I had heard stories of the streets running
with thieves and drunks and was warned to keep my money hidden.
So I kept to myself a little. Found some work. Tried to keep safe.
I knew that there are some odd individuals out there.
As I was waking up on my second morning here, one quiet woody one without a word invited me to join him.
It was good companionship. He never spoke. Never answered me. Never really acknowledged that I had said anything, but he kept an eye on me. Looked for me when I dawdled and lagged behind. So I tried to keep his health up, and mine, and tried to make sure as we cleared out some kobolds from the sewers and rescued some guy that I wasnt overly exasperating.
I try.
I fail some times.
It was quickly completed with few hitches. At the end I realized that though he spoke not a word, we worked out a form of communication much more basic and clear...
A kind of mind bonding.
On my forth day here, I found myself needing the assistance of others...Or maybe I was lonely...
I saw a interesting opportunity advertized...Something about work available in the harbor...They looked like they could use my assistance. No other in their company had similar skills.
So I invited myself to join them...and a few moment later, another joined who made me redundant and unnecessary.
I find that too many cooks can spoil the stew, that too many of those with the same skills and no pecking order or understanding can lead to rework, overlaping and waste.
Being a bard, and having a second in the party...well, you have to come to an understanding as to the style..
And I do not play well with others of my kind. I prefer an mixed bag. I prefer having my own niche.
Still,
I decided to go with them, do what I could and not step on the toes of what could potentially be a Bard on Bard war...
I made sure I did all I could do to help the group, bandaging wounds, inspiring others to victory.
Occasionally, we were redudndant, overlapping, wasteful.
I knew I wasn't the only healer, but as the other bard needed my healing attentions often I knew he was not assisting in this.
Not an issue. I am fully about everyone being themselves.
I never chastise a cleric who fights or a fighter picks locks...Be yourself. It is a good rule.
I did have a problem with his non stop banter about how well he was doing, how many monsters he had slain, how many monsters others had slain, and the oft repeated can I get some healing.
<<Sequestria takes a moment to sip her drink and take a deep breath, and count to ten and let the rest of the breath out.>>
Never let it be said that I tell others what to do. This is never my job.
I do not lead. I support. I make suggestions..Support.
In this respect, I reserve the right to choose who I follow.
I like it when others attempt self sufficiency when possible.
I do dislike it when I am overly taxed by those with the potential to heal themselves.
When I am casting spells like crazy, and I am running out of steam, and others in my profession never bother to think of others.
Luckily for my, I grew deaf. I was so focused in the attempt to keep most of the party alive, in the troublesome places we went, that when requests were made I could not assist in...like healing in another part of the dungeon than I was currently in...or removal of an alleged curse, I could not see a difference, he always had seemed cursed to me...
...My temporary deafness allowed me to do the jobs I could and ignore the work piling up I could not do.
It did get quieter, after much requests for unavailable services from others, the "who slayed what" did not seem to matter.
I noticed that the healing requirements diminished, and that I had infact slain more than before..
<<She takes another sip of her drink, a slight smile on her face>>
I guess you could say that I am a big believer in the show me not tell me phillosophy.
If you show me how good you are you never need to tell me.
2 adventurers wiping out numerous monsters without trouble and without a word.
6 adventurers doing the same job with one constantly congradulating himself on how great he was.
Which would you prefer? My answer would not be everyone's. Nor would yours.
I do wish to say one thing after these many travels...Thank you to the party of stalwart adventureres that allowed me to enjoy the company of their companionship and comaraderie...Your help in whiling away the hours in the loneliest places in Stormreach were much appreciated. And I feel I accomplished many tasks, worked hard for deserved reward, and am less likely to travel alone.
Gallandria! Thank you for you!
Sequestria is a level 4(now) Full-Pure-Bard build, a new roll of an old idea that was tried and true on another server, worked to the bone, semi retired and moved (not really, but re-experienced) for reasons I will not go into here...
It has been brought up to me that I am unreasonable in my expectations.
And that I should never post again.
To bad I do not listen.
Is silence golden?
Is VC abused?
Hello, I am Sequestria.
I am new here... In fact you might say I just got off the boat...a few of days ago.
I was unsure of my trip to Stormreach. I had heard stories of the streets running
with thieves and drunks and was warned to keep my money hidden.
So I kept to myself a little. Found some work. Tried to keep safe.
I knew that there are some odd individuals out there.
As I was waking up on my second morning here, one quiet woody one without a word invited me to join him.
It was good companionship. He never spoke. Never answered me. Never really acknowledged that I had said anything, but he kept an eye on me. Looked for me when I dawdled and lagged behind. So I tried to keep his health up, and mine, and tried to make sure as we cleared out some kobolds from the sewers and rescued some guy that I wasnt overly exasperating.
I try.
I fail some times.
It was quickly completed with few hitches. At the end I realized that though he spoke not a word, we worked out a form of communication much more basic and clear...
A kind of mind bonding.
On my forth day here, I found myself needing the assistance of others...Or maybe I was lonely...
I saw a interesting opportunity advertized...Something about work available in the harbor...They looked like they could use my assistance. No other in their company had similar skills.
So I invited myself to join them...and a few moment later, another joined who made me redundant and unnecessary.
I find that too many cooks can spoil the stew, that too many of those with the same skills and no pecking order or understanding can lead to rework, overlaping and waste.
Being a bard, and having a second in the party...well, you have to come to an understanding as to the style..
And I do not play well with others of my kind. I prefer an mixed bag. I prefer having my own niche.
Still,
I decided to go with them, do what I could and not step on the toes of what could potentially be a Bard on Bard war...
I made sure I did all I could do to help the group, bandaging wounds, inspiring others to victory.
Occasionally, we were redudndant, overlapping, wasteful.
I knew I wasn't the only healer, but as the other bard needed my healing attentions often I knew he was not assisting in this.
Not an issue. I am fully about everyone being themselves.
I never chastise a cleric who fights or a fighter picks locks...Be yourself. It is a good rule.
I did have a problem with his non stop banter about how well he was doing, how many monsters he had slain, how many monsters others had slain, and the oft repeated can I get some healing.
<<Sequestria takes a moment to sip her drink and take a deep breath, and count to ten and let the rest of the breath out.>>
Never let it be said that I tell others what to do. This is never my job.
I do not lead. I support. I make suggestions..Support.
In this respect, I reserve the right to choose who I follow.
I like it when others attempt self sufficiency when possible.
I do dislike it when I am overly taxed by those with the potential to heal themselves.
When I am casting spells like crazy, and I am running out of steam, and others in my profession never bother to think of others.
Luckily for my, I grew deaf. I was so focused in the attempt to keep most of the party alive, in the troublesome places we went, that when requests were made I could not assist in...like healing in another part of the dungeon than I was currently in...or removal of an alleged curse, I could not see a difference, he always had seemed cursed to me...
...My temporary deafness allowed me to do the jobs I could and ignore the work piling up I could not do.
It did get quieter, after much requests for unavailable services from others, the "who slayed what" did not seem to matter.
I noticed that the healing requirements diminished, and that I had infact slain more than before..
<<She takes another sip of her drink, a slight smile on her face>>
I guess you could say that I am a big believer in the show me not tell me phillosophy.
If you show me how good you are you never need to tell me.
2 adventurers wiping out numerous monsters without trouble and without a word.
6 adventurers doing the same job with one constantly congradulating himself on how great he was.
Which would you prefer? My answer would not be everyone's. Nor would yours.
I do wish to say one thing after these many travels...Thank you to the party of stalwart adventureres that allowed me to enjoy the company of their companionship and comaraderie...Your help in whiling away the hours in the loneliest places in Stormreach were much appreciated. And I feel I accomplished many tasks, worked hard for deserved reward, and am less likely to travel alone.
Gallandria! Thank you for you!
Sequestria is a level 4(now) Full-Pure-Bard build, a new roll of an old idea that was tried and true on another server, worked to the bone, semi retired and moved (not really, but re-experienced) for reasons I will not go into here...
It has been brought up to me that I am unreasonable in my expectations.
And that I should never post again.
To bad I do not listen.