We had our first session last night. I thought it was fun, and the rest of the group thought so too, but one player did mention a thing or two that I could do better. Oh, well.
Additionally, the guard character's player could not make it due to a friend of his was moving in with him. We won't have another session for a week, at which time he will have just gone to London for a whole week. That lucky bastard. All those gaming shops.
Anyways, because of that previously mentioned moving, another player couldn't make it until later, so we didn't start until then. We started with finishing the characters. We have the 11 year old girl that everything revolves around, Kerralyn Darstan, aka Bree. We have the charming, manipulative tax-collector, Dunstan. Finally, we have Melora, a travelling elven princess (except she isn't actually a princess, but comes from a good family).
I wanted to start the game after the three had managed to get to know each other, but Bree's player started roleplaying as if Dunstan and Melora had just found her. Seeing as how Bree isn't supposed to be very trusting, that created some interesting and uncomfortable roleplaying. (Melora's player isn't much for actual roleplay and is a bit shy. She told me this after the game so I'll try and fix it for her.)
After some feeding and bathing, Bree began to trust the elf a bit more, specially after hearing stories about her father as a child (Melora is 212 years old and was in Bree's grandfather's service for a while). However, Melora managed to grab the attention of the city's guards. Not many elves visit the city, and even fewer make it a habit of visiting the slums regularly. She tricked them into believing she was there just to help those in need, but now she had the guards watching her every move.
The group managed to get out of the city without any trouble and made their way towards the next town or city. The trip would take them days, and on their way they came to a village. The clouds looked like it was about to rain, as evidently had happened recently, and they didn't know how far it would be to the next inn, so they decided to stay in the village's inn. Each house had the windows and doors shut, and wooden spears guarder every wall. They asked a stable boy about it, who warned them about staying in this village, but the innkeeper couldn't have disagreed more.
After helping a couple to find their lost boy (who they were searching for as if the sky was falling), they found out that a troll had been attacking the village. Hence the wooden spears. Most recently, it had attacked a carriage full of hay and killed the horse. They also found out that the troll only attacked when the sun wasn't in the sky, such as when thich clouds were covering the sky or when it was dark.
Since clouds were in the sky and it was closing to evening, the group decided they would be safer staying at the inn for the night. That was pretty much where we stopped the session.
Our next session won't be until next sunday, so stay tuned for more adventure next week. Who knows? Maybe I'll write something more exciting then