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Zhamssassar Pastures, Auman... Milena Krelner was slicing apples in the kitchen of her bungalo as her children played in the living room. Warm sunlight poured in through a window over the sink, it was mid afternoon and the kids were home for lunch. Milena's husband, like so many in Zhamssassar Past...

I was kidding around...in my second roleplay test I was asked to diplomatically solve a situation. Long-short of it, I kidnapped the offending party's family and ransomed them for peace.

Nobuseri wrote:Alright then:

Test 2: It amazes me how when people are told to ‘use diplomacy’ they take it to mean subterfuge, sabotage, and general cutthroatism.

Oh c'mon!

Scenario #2 'He's waiting inside, Overlord.' Commander Suladan said quietly. Overlord Tashkent stood in the ante room and took a long deep breath before reaching for the door knob. He stepped into the dimly lit conference room, which looked more like a drinking parlour than an official functionary.....