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Vidal OoC No input. Please carry on.

Vidal removes the radio from his back and takes a seat in front near the map, wincing once again at his still sore ribs. He starts changing his boots, eyeing the map as the sergent-chef briefs them, thankful that they will at least be likely to run into some water along the way. He's a...

I can't remember at all why I thought it wasn't. My synapses were misfiring I think. It's like when you see the light turn green, and for a second you can't remember what that means.

Here's an admin question. I think we've made a pretty harmless mistake in character generation. For saving throws, defense, reputation, etc. we've made the bonuses for multi-class characters cumulative. They shouldn't be, should they? Shouldn't we be using only the highest of the two?

"Thanks Berg. You can call me Maréchal if you want," Vidal says with a grin. War sure does complicate things, he thought. Here are Africans in Algeria using French and German weapons against us. He does a quick functions check on the MAS 36, reloads and shoulders it, glad to give up the...

Vidal's satisfied, in part because Sergeant Duval didn't see any significance in them, so he'll leave it at that.

Vidal takes a closer look at the beads and scans over the rest of the body, making sure he's not leaving anything useful. With a sense of naive honor he returns the beads to the young man's pocket, pulls the magazines from their pouch, and picks up the rifle. I guess an even an old rifle could...

Vidal OoC Are the beads of the type suitable for counting steps while marching, or are they religious or decorative? Knowledge (military science): 16

Still somewhat shaken, Vidal responds, "Yes, Sergeant. I found these." He hands the book and the folded paper over to Sergeant Duval. "Maybe Fortier can take a look at them. I recall he's proficient in Arabic." He takes in the situation again, eyes skipping between the open desert...

Vidal moves cautiously toward the body, watching for any movement. Search: 19 Knowledge (military science): 18 (Search description pending situational details.)

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No problem at all. As you can see, I didn't have huge plans for that round. I'm pretty satisfied with my surprise action.

Vidal moves quickly to stay at Sergeant Duval's side. He now notices the morning breeze cooling the sweat that has coated his skin. Taking a knee, he begins scanning the brush for more threats of any kind. Surprised at his success at eliminating that one, he reminds himself not to get too...

Also, my alert emails for thread subscriptions are working for the first time now. :)

Sorry for the delay my pseudo-comrades. I got caught up in Inauguration events. I suspect the server change-over is the reason things are comparatively lightning fast now. Is it just me?

Vidal Vidal raises his pistol and takes aim at the figure in the brush. Any doubts he had about what action to take in this situation were now clearly discountable. He had worried about acting too quickly in case this were some kind of test as part of their training, but hearing that bullet...

Maybe Vidal had never realized what he had volunteered for, but the moment he saw the menacing crouched figure, realization flooded in. He glanced quickly at Sergeant Duval to see where his attention was focused, hoping to catch his eye. Initiative: 8...

Seems the perfect way of handling it to me. IMO, it's always very difficult to run a military campaign because the individuality factor is theoretically all but squashed. Also, I think character development is what this game is all about. There's not supposed to be a single end goal, is...

"Roger, Sergeant." Vidal can feel his blood pumping in his veins now. He hunkers down next to the sergeant, quickly turns the radio volume down to the minimum listening level and switches to channel eleven. His nervousness is nearly negated by the confidence he gains from the quick, smart...

Vidal disconnects his risers and embarrassingly takes Sergeant Duval's hand, wincing as he comes to his feet. I suppose I'm grateful that my feet and legs are still intact, he thinks. Thanks, Sarge. I'll get it eventually. He takes a quick look around to see that everyone else made it...