"I am neither especially clever nor especially gifted, I am only very, very curious." (Albert Einstein)
|Author(s):||Russell Harris, Heidi Kaye, Anthony Winter, Jane Winter, AJ Smith
|Game EMail:||ajathome AT supanet DOT com
|Sue "Queenortart" Lee
||queenortart AT gmail DOT com
|Andrew "AJ" Smith
||ajathome AT supanet DOT com
||nnbtv AT nnbtv DOT org DOT uk
|Male Players:||Min: 11 / Max: 11
|Female Players:||Min: 11 / Max: 11
|Neutral Players:||Min: 2 / Max: 2
||Min: 24 / Max: 24
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Time: 1580s, a cold winter's evening
Place: The Final Curtain, a tavern of dubious repute in Deptford, London
The tavern is much frequented by theatre people, since it is just around the corner from one of London's principal venues, The Swan. Many theatre patrons stop in for a drink before or after the performance, and it is also busy with workers from the nearby London docks.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth is on the throne of England - unmarried, and without a direct heir. Elizabeth rules a Protestant England that is beset by the two great Catholic powers of France and Spain. War has been threatened many times, but until now at least, it has never been loosed.
Tonight, soldiers are on the streets. A curfew has been announced. The theatre has been closed, and the performance cancelled. A case of plague has been reported in the district, and no-one is permitted to leave until this has been investigated.
The cancellation of tonight's performance - of Kit Marlowe's well-received Doctor Faustus - is the second tragedy to strike this area today. This afternoon, the dead body of Marlowe himself was carried from this tavern.
Purveyor of frocky gamey goodness and all round cat herder and cake pusher.
I'm GMing AWTE, JV ACP, and GoU, and whilst I do like a nice abbreviation, I accept that it is entirely possible that none of the above are a nice abbreviation.
I never ever chose death when cake is the other option and I'll fight to the death if necessary to enforce that.
AJ wishes to apologise for the many liberties taken with Elizabethan history during the creation of All's Well That Ends. However, he was telling the truth when he said that the game has:
In fact, in a dim light, it could almost be mistaken for history. From afar. With one eye closed. While asleep.
- No Weird Space Aliens in Disguise
- No Time-Travelling Pantomime Quadrupeds
- No Vampires
- No Far-Future Reality TV Participants.
I wrote one of these last year... I wonder what it said? Perhaps I should look it up and type it in again...
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