Recent content by Guilt Puppy

Honestly, I haven't been waiting for dpdx - I've just been inattentive. I haven't lost my motivation for the game, exactly, it's just dropped too far down my list of priorities to keep going. I'll write an epilogue when I get the chance - I want to say within the next week or so, but who knows...

So recap on recent stuffs: - Vaustus is the intended recipient of the last letter - On attempt of first delivery, a man named Arrich tried to receive it instead - he identified himself as Vaustus' subordinate, and cited safety during wartime as the reason a direct meeting couldn't be arranged -...

There aren't many folks around the estate to inquire with, but around the city they are plenty. Opinions of Vaustus are generally positive, particularly among older folk, who recall the corruption of his predecessors and speak for his firm integrity. Criticisms tend to come from Crestmen, who...

The night passes uneventfully, if not easily, for both halves of the party. Come morning at the Farlund, Oliver & Xiao awaken to a knock on the door, and young Weir's voice calling out - "A letter for you, sirs!" He slides it beneath; it is an invitation to dine with Sir Vaustus this evening...

Weir smiles puckishly. "Yes, good sir! Of course, good sir!" The young lad leaves the cottage - only to return a few minutes later. "Sir Oliver? A man is here to see you - a Mister Xiao Yu. A man from the Far Continent..." --- After the two traveling companions reunite, the evening passes...

"Certainly, sir," the young lady replies. "Weir!" she calls out to a boy around the corner - a short young lad with a wild mop of blonde hair, who struts briskly to attention. "Come show our fine guest the wayhouses. He can have his pick. Find one with plenty of room." The boy leads Oliver out...

The young woman smiles up at Oliver. "Oh, not far at all. Just out past the trees. How many will you need?"

Following the crestman's directions, Oliver passes through the assortment of fine boutiques & restaurants that comprise the city's Northern district. It is a slight uphill climb the whole way; looking back much of Perlech is visible. The Farlund itself lies at the very edge of town, a grassy...

Okay, so I think this is a coherent 4E character. Let me know if anything is amiss. Wyte (Wythan Trente) Male, Human, Wizard(1) Unaligned (Ioun) Medium, 5'8" tall, 158 lbs, 16 years old Auburn hair, green eyes, fair skin Speaks Common, Arcane Ability Scores Str: 12 (+1) 2 pts Con: 10...

Koehl grins a bit. "If the kingdoms were at peace your welcome might have been a bit easier, but no, hospitality has never been their strong point." He pauses for a moment, twisting his lips pensively. "But they're not really that bad - the way you tell it, I think you may have just met with...

I'm here! I still haven't even begun character conversion yet. Actually, it's been long enough that I probably need to re-read Wyte's backstory to get up-to-speed - oof! But Sept 30th is plenty of time, so no worries. I am eager to get this game back on!

Returning to Koehl's family estate, you find the remaining Crownsmen somewhat anxious for news. Perhaps sensing your frustration, Koehl extends an offer for you to stay there for as long as is needed to sort out the situation. "The Crest can be difficult, and overly-protective of themselves,"...

My low postrate surely has something to do with it. This time I actually have about four good reasons, but my postrate has dropped in the past for less good reasons, so maybe it's just coincidence. I agree about re-recruiting. I think once this arc is finished, I'll but the game on hold for a...

4e still has a "not yet" status for me. I played one table-top session with it, and it didn't kill the fun or anything, but it felt a lot more laborious. The wealth of very specific powers, even at first level, meant a lot of checking of the rules; you would get that in 3.5e when someone used a...

"Excellent," Arrich replies. "I will send word to you there when a meeting which satisfies your bond can be arranged. You can find me here if you need me. Rest well!" Arrich bids you off with a hearty wave, his face clenched in a very deliberate smile.