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Canny bloods from the inner sphere have completed a number crude rope bridges; rather than going straight up, they run off the inner sphere at a tangent, so crossing them is like walking uphill. As berks cross into the weightless zone, they swing a cord or rod under the bridge and slide down to...

Andarin is tossed into the flight zone several times, and has no trouble attracting "rides" from the Sarphidians and sunflies once he's up there; they enjoy his music as much as everyone else. On the third throw, however, the ground crew gets a little overzealous, and Andarin shoots right...

Meenah and Traore are both ready to go; they're both fresh clueless primes in Sigil, but they were fortunate enough to both find room in a large house filled with squatters like themselves. The only condition was that they had to help get the place ready for a big celebration. As they did so...

The large dragonfly-beings introduce themselves as the Sarphidians, but nobody has heard of them before. Andarin recalls a number of songs and tales told by marsh-dwelling fey folk about dragonflies being the first flying creatures. One such tale says that they planted the world on the back of...

Sorry about the recent gap, everyone. My Internet connection was down for a while. Kudos to Li Shenron and Velmont for those extensive backgrounds. Li Shenron's Meenah is ready to jump into the game; Velmont's PC needs a name and a character sheet yet.

Andarin's song attracts a veritable swarm of the sunflies and dragonfly-folk, and they appear to enjoy his music from overhead. The mood lightens noticably as more sunflies gather. A few berks think otherwise for some reason, swatting at them like pests and prompting good natured rebuke from...

There's a discussion of this issue earlier in this thread; don't worry about playing some "clueless prime." Your characters looks ok; when adding final touches, edit your initial post rather than posting again to keep this thread from getting overly long. Otherwise, jump in when you're ready.

Character creation instructions can be found earlier in this thread. Awakened has yet to join us, but the party is currently mingling in a large public (sort of) area, so either of you are welcome to join in, but I need two things from any new player. First; put your character up here and get...

The elf in red leather disappears into the city without a second glance as the three of you crowd into the line down the stairs. Tselze plunks the shell she's holding on Andarin's wee head and then puts him on her shoulders and carries him into the line. A song, Andy, give us another song...

No problem. See the OOC thread for details. Wait a minute; I think that's a change better done in-game, so explain and describe the how and why of the head-shaving. It's a big crazy party at the edge of the Hive, so I trust that you'll have no trouble coming up with something rather...

Lobo, feel free to change up spells (by asking just the way you did) when the action is "loose;" by which I mean times we're not playing moment-by-moment. Most game time is like this, but do ask when you want to change stuff. Regarding Jurgen's sudden head-shaving and the game so far, I've...

The party is really thumping along now, with bubbers stumbling from house to house along the border between Hive and the Clerk's Ward. As more and more people drift to the house where you're at, the reaction to the nethling is universally the same: ANOTHER ONE! (hic) It seems that there are...

Awakened, Watarimono looks good; apply his racial mods and you're all set. Join the party in the IC thread when you're ready; just assume similar circumstances; you somehow came to Sigil after ducking through some portal and now you're at a huge party intended to summon up a gate to the...

A crowd of attractive women gathers around Andarin and Rhys, and a crowd of thick-thewed bashers gathers around Jurgen. The strongest of the lot is a misshapen lump of, well, none of you are sure what it is. The thing appears to be unfamiliar with the language, but seems very inquisitive...

As you refill your shells at one of the casks, the bariaur carrying it offers each of you a metal ladle that looks like a turtle's head. Slow down there, bloods; this party's just getting started. There'll be plenty o' drink for ye in the belly o' the World Serpent, and better quality to be...

Any party large enough to open a gate to the World Serpent is bound to start at either the Civic Festhall of the Sensates. By the time the three of you thread your way through Sigil's winding streets to the Clerk's Ward, a crowd of several hundred sods has gathered there. Casks of bub, carried...

A vanara spirit shaman will work, Awakened; that's actually a favorite race of mine. Assume that your character stumbled into The Outlands and then Sigil from the Spirit World and is a native of that plane (which overlaps with the Outlands in so many places that a lot of planars think of them...

Bi bids the three of you farewell and leaves you with the bowls, which are actually hollowed out turtle shells marked with a symbol of a snake coiled into a figure-eight, eating its own tail. (I will generally make all rolls in play; just concentrate on playing your characters well for now.)...

Hey Awakened, post a character here following the guidelines above and we'll see if we can't squeeze you in. Once Eluvan joins in we'll have a balanced party, so any sort of interesting character is welcome.

Bi (looks annoyed): Men... You berks best be careful. Thinking with your loins is the best way to wind up blinded, soul-sucked, or chained to the rack in Baator. You want cheap thrills, Andarin here has the right idea, head to the Civic Festhall and talk to the Sensates. I'm no feeler...