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Greetings Traveler / Very,Very, Very late Hello!
« Last post by Aramax on Today at 09:00:52 AM »
You know,I don't think I ever introduced myself.
age 54
just celebrated 28th wedding anniversary
4 adult children (one severe autistic, one just out of the closet, one gem of a youngest daughter, one pain in the ass clone, ALL great kids)
full time "house wife"
Ill be your token Born Again, Mainstream Republican(don't let that scare ya!)
running ongoing 33 real year game group, ran first 31 of it in the same D&D ish setting) just recently switched to supers (V&V homebrew)
Have a TON of mini's , also into Heroclix
King of Railroading
cool combat and Cities are my specialties, also love creating low level D&D spells(which will ,of course,  be kept to myself)
been spending a lot of time here, so I thought I should officially say hello!
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Greetings Traveler / Re: Hi there!
« Last post by Aramax on Today at 08:45:43 AM »
Cartographer eh? My maps look like they were drawn by Elmo, Welcome
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Greetings Traveler / Re: Goodevening
« Last post by Aramax on Today at 08:42:18 AM »
I too am a world builder, and would love to hear about yours! Welcome! (Cities are my specialty)
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Greetings Traveler / Re: Hey All!
« Last post by Aramax on Today at 08:39:43 AM »
Welcome, I've got 33 real years of running an ongoing tabletop game, I would be happy to give GMing advice (not on subs gere,right guys ;)
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Cavern of Inane Natter / Re: Free Word Association
« Last post by Murometz on Today at 06:40:25 AM »
Gonads
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on Today at 06:39:18 AM »
"Make it two gold pieces and keep a leash on that beast." The unfriendly one conceded after a long pause.

Tusserk glanced at val, Mystic, and Echo, awaiting his answer...

The impossibly long iron fangs of the portcullis lifted and the adventurers by default entered the keep...

It reminded Val of the medieval renaissance LARP festivals he was fond of attending.

Coldmoat was indeed more than a castle. There was a small compact town inside its walls, surrounding a castle proper in its center.

It was midday and the market square was full of hustle, bustle, and the clopping of horses on cobblestone...farmers, traders, craftsmen, hawkers and gawkers competed for attention amidst the stalls.

Best of all perhaps, was the unctuous aroma of frying sausages and the undeniably pleasant smell of warm baking bread.

Rodden's Rest, the sign announced outside the only tavern they could see.

Folk minded their own business and ignored the companions for the most part, but only nervous glances and panicked stares greeted poor Lucky.

Mystic's earlier words seemed apt once more. They needed a plan.




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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Silveressa on Today at 05:51:37 AM »
"That is the truth, and if you're offering to look after Lucky here I'd be ever so grateful, or I could pay a one gold entrance fee to compensate you and your fellows for the trouble of letting us pass?" She shrugged and kept her voice casual, content to remain outside the city walls with Lucky if necessary, her intuition telling her to leave him alone and unattended was to ask for trouble with anyone who spied a Dire Wolf lurking about the city exterior.
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on Today at 05:38:38 AM »
Sil got the immediate impression that either elves or giant wolves, or both, we're not loved around here.

One of the guardsman lifted his helm and squinted at her.

"Can't recall one that fits the description. Lots of folk have entered lately though. Trolls about."

The other less friendly one chimed in...

"What true business have you here?" Followed quickly by, "That wolf's not getting inside, I don't care how trained it is, elf."



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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Tusserk on Today at 05:13:51 AM »
Tusserk spoke very little during the mornings tracking session, his own skills letting him pick up the trail with ease right along side Silveressa and her companion, content to hang back and let them take take lead, for now.

Later as they crossed the draw bridge he cast a casual glance over the side at the murky waters of unknown depth shuddering slightly, adjusting his path to place him more towards the center of the construct where the chances of winding up in the drink would be happily reduced.

As Silveressa and Lucky spoke he leaned on his spear nodding slightly, sizing up the guards with a practiced eye, gauging their possible threat level and gazing up at the towers for the presence of any crossbow wielding snipers. He doubted the guardsmen would attack them without provocation, but old habits died hard. "This Dozus fellow," He asked the rest of the party casually after a moments thought, "What did he do for a living back on earth? He might seek out familiar territory here that reminds him of home; for that matter what about the rest of ye? Knowing a bit about each others former jobs and skills might be handy in the days to come."

The preceding was posted by Silveressa under Tusserks account with his permission.
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Silveressa on Today at 04:56:49 AM »
Silveressa yawned, eyeing the guards cautiously, idly wondering if coffee existed in the world or some other caffinated beverage, her worry for Dozus's well being lessening as she surveyed the signs of civilization before her. "If he wandered here at least we know he didn't freeze to death some ditch, his familiar probably guided him here last night when he noticed his master lacked a tent to sleep in, we should ask the guards if they've seen him, failing that the local inn is as good a place as any to start." She offered, placing a reassuring hand on Lucky's head.

"I'll step up and say hello, lets hope they're friendly to Elves." She paused a second time after speaking, the oddity of her voice sounding so different, to say nothing of her Scottish accent strangely absent a jarring reminder with every word her new body was nothing like her old one. With a warm smile she approached the guardsmen, her right hand feeling uncomfortably naked without a cane to grasp the supple leather of her gloves at least mitigating the biting chill of the morning.

"Hail and well met," She directed her greeting towards the friendliest looking guard, keeping her posture relaxed but alert,  hoping silently Lucky's presence wouldn't put them too far on edge. "By chance have you seen a companion of ours pass by here during the night? Wizardly fellow, red robe, black hair, a bit hawkish looking, had a small Stout clinging to his shoulder, possibly mumbling to himself about wizardly matters."
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