Recent content by FitzTheRuke

Sorry I've been such a slacker on this game lately. I've been swamped with what feels like totally unnecessary BS on the regular lately, and it's disrupted my morale. I'll see what I can do to get moving again ASAP.

Yes, as a retailer, I'd love for them to do a boxed set for Q4. Exclusive covers would be nice on that. They don't need to do totally new covers, but it would be nice if there was something to distinguish them from the first batch.

As far as I can tell, it didn't matter if you ordered more - we didn't get all of what we ordered. It was allocated. So, it's more a matter of wishing that they'd printed closer to what we ordered when it comes to the exclusives. This is possibly on the heads of our distributors and not WotC -...

The bartender looked busy when Tommi caught sight of her and, he thought, he could just as easily ask the Marshal if any scrolls could be bought locally. He and Lionel drained their cups and headed back out the front door. The two dwarves had gone, and one had left half a pint in the bottom of...

The barkeep smiled, showing her sharp teeth. She couldn't imagine what this slight young man or his chubby halfling friend could do against a marauding troll, but the offer had been made with such earnest that she believed that he'd try. "Well, if you're feeling brave you should volunteer with...

The bartender sighed, and answered, "Normally, yes. But right now there's a big push to fortify, and even the riding horses are being used to haul logs from the misty forest to build a new palisade. Trolls have been sacking caravans on the Trade Way south, and word is that they're working their...

The Way Inn was a fortress of stone, built on a hill overlooking the Trade Way. Big as it was, a dozen tables were outside, in front of the large main doors, on a flat space made of gravel. Druids had enchanted some larger stones that lined the edge of the gravel yard, which caused the light...

Isteval found a rock to sit on and rest his leg. He was happy to go and buy his own horse, but it was nice to allow his leg to rest. He waved Tommi over and handed him a bag with 20 pieces of platinum inside. "There is no horse-seller here, that I know of, but it is common for traders to swap...

They arrived at The Way Inn at about four hours after noon. By then, Sir Isteval's leg was clearly bothering him despite his best efforts to hide it. They knew that they'd arrived when the Trade Way's road passed by what remained of an old tower, which had been one of five that had surrounded a...

Huh. You're right. I'm the one who is confused. I thought that he had (not in point-form, but within a paragraph) alluded to answers, but I must have had a few things jumbled up. Must. Refill. Coffee.

Isteval nodded to Morgan and handed him a map rolled in a brass scroll-case. "I did bring one, just in case, but the trip is not difficult, nor usually dangerous. The Trade Way is well-used (though it seems quiet today) and Dragonspear can be seen from it on a clear day. We should have no way...

2 hours to The Way Inn. I can jump us there if you like. Sure. I'll post it IC. Understandable concern.

Yeah, I think Darjr's right about 1 & 3, but the monkey wrench is 2, and you're spot-on about how that goes down. Shareholders these days seem like they'd rather see the whole thing crash an burn on an attempt to rocket skyward than to see it slowly and safely raise.

I think you'll find that I didn't say anything that concrete, but okay. Yeah, again. That's where we differ. You think that a 5-year plan should be discounted as meaningless (and therefore should be defined as "not being followed" if it's flexible. I think that is simply what a 5-year plan...