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That's the only way he ever signs his missives: "T". Everyone always simply refers to him as The General. Referred, rather.

While you four flee northward, the rest of your army rouses itself to charge southward at the unseen enemy. It's not so much a charge as a scramble, though, and you hear the sound of arrows hitting bodies shortly thereafter. Your run north into the woods, though, is without incident, and you are...

Theadric grunts in acknowledgement of receipt, and turns to go, shaking his head a little. A creepy bunch they were. Peregard was the only one who ever said more than two words together to him, and the rest... well, turning his back on them felt like turning his back on a pack of hungry wolves...

You are encamped some five miles outside Anfalas, in a sunny meadow which would likely be more picturesque without your encampment in it. You are a ragged bunch, weary from the weeks - for some of them, months, or years - of futile struggle against a numberless foe. But still you press on...

Closed game System: Pathfinder Start date: 16th January, 2012 Players: Celesarn (A.) Ranoras (B.) Toncinap (K.) Tim4488 (T.) Synopsis: It has been some three hundred years since humans first landed on the southwest shore of Bair; since then, they have spread like a disease throughout the...

Sorry, guys; family emergency. It's been hectic. Everyone's all right; don't worry. I'll rejoin when I can, but it might be a bit. GM, please feel free to play my character according to the dictates of your own conscience, and consistent with the characterization which he/she has already...

Sorry, guys; family emergency. It's been hectic. Everyone's all right; don't worry. I'll rejoin when I can, but it might be a bit. GM, please feel free to play my character according to the dictates of your own conscience, and consistent with the characterization which he/she has already...

Sorry, guys; family emergency. It's been hectic. Everyone's all right; don't worry. I'll rejoin when I can, but it might be a bit. GM, please feel free to play my character according to the dictates of your own conscience, and consistent with the characterization which he/she has already...

Sorry, guys; family emergency. It's been hectic. Everyone's all right; don't worry. I'll rejoin when I can, but it might be a bit. GM, please feel free to play my character according to the dictates of your own conscience, and consistent with the characterization which he/she has already...

"Sounds good to me!" exclaims Etain, cheered by their success - and particularly her inexplicable camaraderie with the locals.

Kayleigh turns back to the mites and draws her sword, moving toward them.

Harken is listening carefully to the conversation, and winces as it gets underway in pretty much the worst possible way - but, as per the plan, he holds back, saying nothing, staying in the background.

Humming to herself, Tessara wanders to the left and tosses another bomb up toward an operative who isn't receiving the attention she thinks it deserves. (#3.)

Sorry! Yes, very busy. I'll be back to regular posting soon, but for now, here's a roll.

Oh, the pain of a lost opportunity! Diplomacy, here I go!