LFM [@R.Greenhilt: Video]

[greatcleavage]

Good afternoon. My name is Roy Greenhilt.

[Seven words -- no, no, he doesn't have to keep himself to the word limit of a Sending spell with this strange device, even though he's given to understand its transmission functions are most analogous to that spell.]

[Don't mind that brief pause. He's just going to be here acting like he knows what he's doing.]

As many of you are no doubt aware, there are numerous exploratory missions set out to benefit the quarantine and ensure the survival of its people. I am seeking others who would be willing to join a party dedicated to routinely undertaking these missions, as well as various other freelance opportunities that may present themselves. I'm an experienced adventurer and party leader, so I'd like to put those skills to use here for the betterment of the quarantine.

I generally prefer in-person interviews but I recognize we're all a bit busy adjusting to our new circumstances, particularly after the storms that just rolled through and a recent concern about attacks on the quarantine, so I'm willing to be flexible. My own duties aren't to be put aside on a whim either! [Roy offers a grin to the camera which is a little stale, the joke lame enough that it proves he's not quite comfortable with this whole thing.]

Please get in touch with me at your earliest convenience if you're interested in joining.

Comments

[staystrong]

I'm glad I had the chance to learn. I might not have lived this long otherwise.

[Plenty of children had been sheltered and they hadn't made it.]

Am I coming along or not?

[greatcleavage]

[Roy is really, really iffy on this. On the one hand, every responsible fiber of him is telling him that bringing a child into a combat environment is a gross abrogation of his duties. On the other hand, every moral fiber is saying that if even through grossly unfortunate circumstances, this girl actually possesses a reasonable number of class levels, then he ought to respect that ability as fairly as he would anyone else with a similar level.]

[What may decide him is the solid impression that if he doesn't work with her, she'll do what she wants on her own or with other people that will not have her interests at heart or will guide her down a darker path.]

I'd like to get a reasonable assessment of your ability. That's something I'd want of anyone. Demonstrations or at least history.

[staystrong]

History? Okay. I've been fighting the undead for the last five years.

[That's basically all her world is now: fighting walkers and trying to survive and/or build a community, as futile as all that might be. For beings that moved so slow the walking dead sure did cause a lot of damage.]

I learned to shoot a gun when I was eight.

[She could demonstrate her weapon skills, but it's not like she's some modern day Robin Hood. Her aim is pretty good, but nothing special.]

[greatcleavage]

Ahh. That would explain it. ['Zombie horde' is a pretty standard trope, after all.] I'm guessing you have some decent survival skills to go along with that, then?

[staystrong]

You could say that, yeah.

[Way to be casual about it, man.]

I'm still alive.

[greatcleavage]

All right... what about other skills? Technological familiarity, for example? [Roy is well aware this is one venue in which a girl less than half his age could easily surpass him, if she comes from a world more familiar with the devices and gadgets here.]

[staystrong]

Uh... I have a few. I can drive a car and work a lot of basic machinery. Don't know much about computers, programming, or any of that.

[They didn't exactly have the internet anymore.]

[greatcleavage]

Hmm, that's actually reasonably helpful. It's better than I can do, anyway. I'm guessing by the same token you don't have any skill or familiarity with magic.

[staystrong]

Until I got here, I didn't even think magic was real.

[She's still having a hard time dealing with this issue - especially when talking to people like this guy, who just makes it all seem so ridiculous and unreal.]

[greatcleavage]

That's fine, I have no experience with all this advanced gadgetry either. [He figures the situations are pretty analogous.] I'm going to assume that includes more esoteric disciplines such as psionics, as well.

[staystrong]

What such as what?

[She just stares blankly at the screen.]

Uh. Probably.

[greatcleavage]

That's sufficient answer in and of itself, yes. So fighting skills with an emphasis on ranged weapons -- sneak attack damage? [He's going to keep doing this sort of thing while he tries to pin down her class.]

[staystrong]

Sneak attack d--- You hit them or you don't.

[Why this.]

[greatcleavage]

[Because he's trying to understand! Okay, so apparently not a rogue (or a ninja or a scout, assuming she's properly understood his general term of 'sneak attack' to apply to all extra damage dice added on an attack if certain conditions are met).]

...Say, have you ever actually had any formal weapons training?

[staystrong]

Why does it have to be formal? I was taught how to use a few weapons but it's not like the people who taught me were professionals. It's enough that I can do what I need to do.

[She's dealt with one monster level. Zombies.]

[greatcleavage]

Because it is possible to develop bad habits and suboptimal techniques in that case. And this gives me an idea... why don't I take you on as something of a student? You'll get out on the adventures and gain the benefit of training in a broader range of weaponry, some of which might prove more efficient or effective against the creatures out there than your current weapons, and I'll feel confident in bringing you knowing that we'll be honing your combat techniques.

Plus there are things you can teach me in turn, I have no doubt about that.

[staystrong]

A student?

[She is so, so skeptical of this, given their conversation so far. What is he going to try to teach her to do?]

I don't want to work with any sort of crazy weapon I won't be able to easily get my hands on. Guns, knives... stuff like hatchets and blunt weapons. Those are the most useful.

[greatcleavage]

No, no, no weird exotic weapons. I'm proficient in all simple and martial weapons, and capable of teaching the basics of combat with them. You want to stuck to knives, maces, and unarmed combat, we can put an emphasis on those.

[staystrong]

And what's the catch? What if I can't teach you what you want to know?

[She'll spend money on lessons, but not too much. There are larger concerns still.]

[greatcleavage]

Those are secondary, really. The main benefit I get is passing on skills and abilities that will help you protect yourself in both the present and the future.

[Lawful Good, it's key to who he is.]

[staystrong]

So you'll do it out of the kindness of your heart? You won't get far doing that.

[It's pretty hard to get her to believe you using that logic. People like that don't make it.]

[greatcleavage]

[Hmph. Alignment trouble.]

While I can understand the position coming from a world of scarcity... making the world a better place has always been my goal in doing what I do. Sure, sometimes it got a bit tangled up with more selfish and personal motivations... but it's gotten me pretty far, honestly.

I'll also add that doing things out of duty, responsibility, and moral obligation absolutely does not preclude getting directly rewarded for doing those things.

[staystrong]

How noble of you.

[She may be sarcastic, but that doesn't mean she isn't interested.]

... Fine. Train me.

[greatcleavage]

Thank you. [Roy chooses to ignore the sarcasm. As a master sarcast himself, he has that option.] And I will. I'll look into verifying what might be necessary to go through the necessary legal channels for missions and explorations, too, if they exist.

[staystrong]

Legal channels?

[Clementine makes a face.]

I think if we want to go outside, we should just go outside. We're owed that much.