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Reimu: Riswynn, the Dwarf Fighter - http://pastebin.com/UEHEqGtT
Kogasa: Lia, the Elf Rogue - http://pastebin.com/LD4n18Hx
Mokou: Enna, the Half-Elf Cleric - http://pastebin.com/3nQtVMBt
Clownpiece: Miri, the Human Wizard - http://pastebin.com/QaWK762Y
Sumireko: Egom, the Dwarf Druid - http://pastebin.com/9gZdiZmf
"After weeks of travel, a caravan draws into the village of Haverhill. This caravan has come at a most important time: Haverhill is one of the largest farming villages in the land, and the Harvest Festival will soon be underway. Trade caravans from all over have come to sell their wares, purchase the newly harvested crops, and enjoy the merriment of the festival."
"When do we start playing?" Clownpiece suddenly interrupts me.
I groan a tiny bit, and continue, "The five of you disembark from your wagon, taking in the sight around you. Traders are unloading goods from their wagons, preparing for the coming days of commerce. What shall you do?"
The players stare at me, seemingly at a loss. Except for Sumireko, who glances around, and (thankfully) takes some initiative here, "Well, I don't know about you lot, but I could use a drink after all that traveling."
"If you're that thirsty," Reimu responds, "You should have told Sanae when we got here!"
"No, Reimu, I was speaking in-character." Oh boy, it starts again. "I'm not thirsty, but Egom, my character, is."
"Wait," Kogasa speaks up now, "Is that something we need to keep track of? How hungry and thirsty we are?"
"Not explicitly," I answer, "We generally shouldn't need to keep track of that, but if, say... you were traveling through wilderness for a long period of time, you would definitely need to maintain food supplies. But since you were traveling in a well-stocked caravan, you don't need to worry about that." Kogasa glances over at Sumireko for a moment, "She was just roleplaying, remember." I quickly add.
"So, with that said," Sumireko picks things up again, "I'd like to ask one of the traders here if they know of a place where we can get some drinks."
"Right," I look down at my notes for a moment, "The trader tells you that someone went ahead to arrange for lodgings at a local inn. He believes the place was called The Wandering Paladin."
"What's a paladin?" Clownpiece suddenly asks.
"It's a holy warrior." Sumireko beats me to the explanation. Though hers is a lot simpler than the one I would have given.
"So like a Cleric?" Mokou turns to Sumireko.
"Um, sorta, but with more focus on smiting evil than healing the sick and all that."
"Right," Close enough, "The trader points you in the direction their friend went. He notes that the inn shouldn't be too far away."
"Alright, let's go check ourselves in!" Sumireko gets blank stares for her comment, "...Let's see if we can get a room at that inn."
"Will the rest of you be joining her?" I prompt the others. I'm thankful that Sumireko is trying to push this forward, but I can't have her making every decision here.
"I guess?" Reimu is still uncertain about everything.
"Um, how many people are around us?" Kogasa suddenly asks.
"You're currently by the caravan, which consists of six wagons. The wagons have roughly three people in each, not counting the caravan guards. Traders are currently unloading crates of goods from the wagons."
"I'm gonna put the people carrying the crates to sleep!"
"What!" I turn to look at Clownpiece. Reimu and Mokou both roll their eyes, as Kogasa and Sumireko join me in staring.
"What, I wanna use my magic! I can do that, right? I have this spell here!"
"I don't think you should do that!" Kogasa suddenly intervenes, "There are those guards there, right?"
"Yes. The guards would definitely notice you putting the traders to sleep."
"How? I'm using magic to put people to sleep! Can they see the magic?"
"Depends on the magic." Mokou remarks.
"Clownpiece, listen to me," I start, "Look at spell on your sheet."
She frowns, but looks down, "Yeah?"
"Do you see where it says 'Components'?"
"Yeah. What does that mean?"
"It means those are things you need to cast the spell. Now, what does it say, after 'Components'?"
"Uh... Verbal... So... Soma... tic? And... Ma...teri... al. Material!"
"Right. Do you know what that all means?"
"Of course she doesn't." Reimu remarks.
"'Verbal' means that you have to speak something in order to cast the spell,"
"Like an incantation!"
"Like an incantation." Good, she understands that, at least. "'Somatic' means you have to move your body in a certain way, make gestures with your hands in order to cast the spell."
"Like waggling my fingers!"
"Like waggling your fingers, sure." She gets that as well. "And 'Material'... you can actually ignore that part. But think:"
"In order to put people to sleep, you have to waggle your fingers and speak an incantation."
"So people see you do all that, and then some other people fall asleep." I hope she can connect the dots.
After a few moments of silence, it's clear that she's not connecting them.
"That means people can see you cast the spell!" Reimu finishes for me.
"So," I continue, "If you put them to sleep, you will immediately get into trouble."
"... What if I put the guards to sleep?"
"Is it regular sleep, or some kind of magical deep sleep?" Sumireko suddenly asks.
"Regular sleep. Deep sleep would be too much for a 1st level character to have." I answer.
"So the traders could just wake the guards up, then. And then tell them what happened."
"Boooo! What kinda Wizard is this?"
"A beginner wizard!" I'm almost yelling at her, "You've just started on your path, and are nowhere near capable of such great displays of magic yet!"
Clownpiece crosses her arms and pouts at me. I'm not letting her drive things off the rails when we've just barely started!
"So," Sumireko ventures, as I'm breathing hard through grit teeth, "... That inn?"
"Right." I take yet another moment to calm myself, "You traverse the streets of Haverhill. People are hurriedly moving to and fro, making preparations for the upcoming festival. After a bit of navigating the crowds, you spot the inn, The Wandering Paladin, a short distance down a particularly busy street."
"Alright, let's get in there already!" Reimu is enthusiastic, but I think that's just because she wants to move on from... earlier.
I cast a glance over at Clownpiece. She's still pouting with her arms crossed, but now she's also staring down at her character sheet. I don't like that looks of that.
Still, nothing to do but to forge ahead, "You enter the inn. Immediately, the smell of rich oak wood fills your nostrils. The place as a very 'rustic' feel to it, with everything from the walls to the seats made of simple-looking wood. You feel like the place would be rather cozy, but right now it is packed with all sorts of people, Halflings and Humans mostly-"
"What's a 'Halfling'?"
"A small person, around three feet tall. Live very simple lives." Sumireko answers Reimu's question for me.
"... Halflings and Humans mostly, but a few Dwarves can be spotted as well. The bar is lined with people, with every seat there occupied. Towards the back of the room is a stair-"
"I'm gonna use my Mage Hand to shove the people at the bar into each other!"
 I will rein in this fairy and make her behave, gods be damned.
 She reaps what she sows.