I want to play through a session of “Loner, another solo RPG” on its merits. In other words, I want to see if sticking entirely within the Loner framework is possible without referencing meaning tables or mechanics from different systems.
Starting with the Adventure Maker, I rolled the following:
Setting: A Jungle-Covered Planet.
Tone: Nostalgic and Timeless
Opposition: Suspicious Characters and different factions.
Additional:
Sinister conspiracies - “Saly” and “Unravel”
Political Intrigue.
A jungle-covered planet or the part that we can see. To me, nostalgia and timeless mean something like Redwall or a Studio Ghibli film. This would be a setting with everyday locations (village life?) with detailed realism, and subtle magic. The themes will be environmentalism, balance, harmony, community, and family bonds. If this moves beyond the home village, I see this becoming something like a Steamboy setting. At the very least, the factions and suspicious characters must come from somewhere.
Scene one:
Outside Maku Village, deep within the world forest, spider-mounted lancers move quickly through the lower canopy of the grandfather trees. The annual caravan, which brings goods from the other side of the world and purchases the village's spider silk, is on its way. After all, it would not do to have the visitors trampled by the enormous fauna of the forest, or worse, carried off by Gazer wasps before delivering their cargo.
Norobu whistles a stop to her mount and then allows it to drop, trusting the thong about her neck. In time, the great spider Nikkii would come to respond to commands through leg pressure alone, but their partnership was still new. Nikkii’s soft mandible clicks indicated something to investigate to their left. Again, taking up the whistle, Norobu released a series of high tones needed to reach faraway human ears in a forest where human voices only penetrated short distances. <curiosity, passage of a large beast>, and then urged Nikkii to move toward the disturbed foliage. After all, this is why she was on the left flank: spotting anything the patrol leader needed to know. If the answering tones <denied, stay on course> were heard, their backs did not indicate as they disappeared into the foliage.
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Horrified by the devastation around her, Norobu nearly missed the slime trail leading up the underside of a great bough toward the upper canopy layer. Right above them hung the most enormous bull caterpillar Norobu had ever seen. At least 20 feet long and possibly over 10 tons, the creature consumed three-foot diameter branches like kindling into a fire.
<Does the caterpillar react aggressively? R3C3 Yes, but + 1 Twist founter>
The caterpillar stops its grazing and prepares to charge. The muscles of its great tube body begin to ripple with agitation, and the poison horns, once again in this air, begin to let off an acrid smell. Nikkii and she knew if they were to drive it away from the village’s grandfather trees, they needed the high ground. Pulling tight to Nikkii’s carapace, the great spider knew to begin climbing.
< Are they able to gain the high ground? R1C2 Yes, but>
A branch snapped below, stopping the greedy creature, who lifted its rear poisonous horns into the air. Great quivers ran along its sides before resuming its wholesale destruction of timber.
<Can they get into position to attack the beast from above? R6C3, No, the caterpillar attacks>
With a burst of speed faster than anything that Norobu had ever seen before, the great beast reached the meter-wide bough, which was their target first, and came charging straight down at them. <Harm rules R6C2, Norobu takes 2 harm> Norobu is stunned when the creature slams into them. Nikkii manages to sting the creature as it passes, <Harm Rules R4C6, dealing three harm>. The next moment, Norobu has her lance in hand and jabs it at the beast. <harm rules R2C2, receiving two harm +2 twist counter>. Nikki stings again, dealing one harm. Another desperate attempt with the lance deals two harm to the creature. Slashing at its tormentors one last time, the great beast disappears into the canopy.
<Do Norobu and Nikki hear the caravan coming? R5C5 Yes but +3 Twist >
<Twist 5/4 “An emotional event hindered the hero.”>
The battered Norobu looks up, hearing the distant sound of the patrol communicating that they had made contact with the outlander Caravan. Seeking to answer in return, Norobu can only grasp the shattered remnant of the instrument left to her by her missing mother.
End Scene One:
Scene Two: <Roll 4 - Quiet Scene>
< Except for the role of the Next scene, no other game mechanics were involved.>
With Yerena’s worlds still burning in memory (flashback to a truly epic dressing down about trail discipline and following directions), the trip back to the patrol was quiet. The senior woman’s usual incessant interrogation about tail-sign and medicinal plants was missing. As obnoxious as the training usually was, the harsh look and the older woman’s silence were worse.
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Pillars of sunlight pierced the dim canopy, filtering through layers of dappled green. Flowering vines hung like chandeliers in the open spaces between the boughs, their scent thick in the air, sweet enough to draw leather-winged pollinators gliding through the gloom. A small lizard, scales catching a flicker of light, peeked from a nest of rainbow-hued epiphytes.
Along moss-draped branches and fern-laced trunks, ant trails wove in steady motion. Each ant carried a burden many times its size—fragments of leaf, petal, or prey—bound for the hidden heart of the colony.
No voices echoed through the understory. The Great Spiders and their riders moved with uncanny silence, their passage muffled beneath the insect drone and the skittering of small predators. So quiet were they that a gliding squirrel, poised to leap, flinched in surprise when a massive, jointed leg settled beside it without warning.
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The Canvasarra stood at the intersection of three great boughs, each at least 30 feet in diameter but separated by less than 200 feet. The open volume in the canopy was greater than any Norobyu had ever seen. If enough people could be found to defend it, it would have made an excellent site for a village.
The room is precisely what made this the perfect place for the caravan to hold the dozens of guards, merchants, and catapillar drivers. The draft animals used by the drovers, related to the Bull Catpillar that bruised Norobu. That is a smaller version of their wilder cousins. These might not be able to carry as much, but good luck getting the wild breed into harness, much less to take a human command.
Closer in, the Canvasarra was a riot of sights, sounds, and smells. The smells of roasted foods and cooking fires. The smells of familiar spices and the haunting familiarity of those spices combined in new ways. The smells of humans and animals. In all, it was the smell of a campsite lived in too long and ready to be returned to the forest.
“Grandfathers! That odor, and they just arrived!”
“Ah, it is not that young one,” replied Yerena. “Look at how close the central trunks of the tree are. There is an upwelling far below us. That is the only way this area could support so many Grandfather trees so close together.”
“You will not need to worry about that tonight. The caravan guards can watch the open areas well enough. You will stand post tonight with Anna and Roku as outriders. Go in there now and get Nikkii watered and fed.
A stern look from Yerena helped Norobu stifle the protest that automatically began to rise inside of her.
As Nikkii carried Norobu toward the mass of humanity, Yerena patted her own mount.
“No, Jea, I don’t think I am being harsh. She and Nikkii handled that bull far better than I feared. Missing the first night will be hard for both of them. Still, Norobu is less likely to be distracted by the forest if she is with someone.” Yerena chuckled after a pause, “and yes, Anna is less likely to be distracted by the caravan guards if she has company.”
“Let’s go to the bathhouse. If opportunity presents himself, I would not mind a little distraction myself.”
Scene Three (Next Scene Roll 6 - Meanwhile)