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There are many fine people on EN World who I hope will feel free to contact me if they so desire. You can use ravencrowking at hotmail dot com. Feel free to follow me on my blog, Raven Crowking's Nest, or not, as you desire. I will not be posting here again in the foreseeable future. Good...

I'm going to need to find another place to host this game. I will try to let you know as soon as I have found a location. Until then, please feel free to contact me at ravencrowking at hotmail dot com. Sorry about the drama. RC

Yes. If EN World recognizes that mistakes were made, kudos to you. I assume, then, that those who should have been moderated will now be dealt with appropriately, and that those who were inappropriately moderated -- and, perhaps, banned from the site as a result -- will receive an apology and...

It takes a little more than an hour to reach the ruined house following the road. As you start off, the skeleton again glances at you, and then goes on to start digging another hole. As you approach, the area shows increasing signs of old cultivation for those who look – ordered fruit trees...

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From here you can see (map below) On a hill in a distance is what appears to be an ancient white gazebo. Closer, the land shows even stronger signs of cultivation, with the roadway approaching what appears to be a ruined house of some kind.

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You can see many holes, some very old, some new, seemingly at random locations, going off in a weaving line as far as the brush will let you see. Each of the holes is only about 2-3 feet deep. The skeleton glances at you a few times, but continues digging.

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There is a rattle of bones as a human skeleton steps onto the path, a dirt-encrusted shovel resting on one shoulder. It glances in your direction, then steps toward the other side of the road, and begins digging.

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As you are deciding upon your course of action, the digging stops. In the sudden silence, you hear a clicking and clacking as the digger -- or something -- moves in the underbrush.