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Fixed the link. :)

It wasn't my event. It was your event. You use some common sense. It's harder than just complaining on a message board while hiding behind an alias, but it's also more likely to produce worthwhile results.

I get that, Deuce Traveler. There's a free, older version that I'd forgotten about. Maybe that'd work?

I've been a teacher since 1996. IME, parents who complain about school functions should stop complaining, come up with ideas to make things better, and then volunteer to help.

Anyone for Barbarians of Lemuria? Here's a link for the curious. Here's another link for a free, older version of the game. Here's a possible adventure: For centuries, the Great Swamp has hidden hints of an ancient culture of Witch-Queens. Now the swamp has become the source of a mysterious...

Electric Wizard Deuce Traveler Y'all still around and kicking?

Cool. Let's see if anyone else chimes in. After a couple of days or so, I could attempt to re-recruit, and then advance the plot a bit to introduce new characters, et cetera. Thoughts?

Final? No, not necessarily, but we do sort of need players. :)

Genovefa stops at her home long enough to secure the recaptured bird. Dozens of bird cages hang from hooks under the eaves of her home. Within the cages, scores of birds sing, hop, and flutter. From across the stream that cuts through town, the warm smell of baked bread wafts through the air...

For the vast majority of the people in the world, no, I don't particularly care. For the small remainder, I care a great deal.

Obviously, one of the features of a PbP game is slowness. What would be played out in a few minutes at a table in my library gets played out in a few weeks on a message board. After a while, this creates the understandable impression that not much has been accomplished. To help remedy this...

When Karl lets go of Genovefa's head, he catches her eyes, and it seems to him that there is a knowing glint therein, as if perhaps she knew that Karl was checking her for valuables. If so, however, she doesn't say anything, but instead answers Karl's question. "The Unicorn's just down this...

I guess I should stick a fork in this one. :)

The elf and Molly watch as Karl fills his palm with ration crumbs and holds his hand up for the bird to see. The elf moves closer, standing with Karl between her and the bird, and she continues to chirp. Then, with a flutter of feathers, the colorful bird flits from the roof to Karl's hand...

As I've mentioned before, I don't have problems related to female gamers being treated badly in my gaming group because female gamers are not generally permitted in my gaming group. It's not called Man-Day Adventures for nothing. I don't have problems related to female gamers being treated badly...

The elven woman starts a bit. She obviously wasn't paying enough attention to have seen either adventurer. "What?" she says. Then, she smiles and laughs a bit. "Oh, yes. I'm afraid so." She points to the bird, which is now perched on an eave and preening its tail feathers. "I'm afraid one of my...

OOC: Wow! Work is killing me. There's something really different about this school, but I'll be durned if I can figure out what it is. Karl and Molly continue their stroll deeper in Reyr's Well. Karl keeps an eye on the locals. He and Molly certainly attract attention, but no one seems to pay...

The pair of adventurers continue on across the bridge passed the bell mired in mud at the river's edge. At the next cross street, to the right, they can better see the mill with the guard tower farther on. The guard seems to be watching still. The mill's modest waterwheel splashes and creaks in...

Jimmy Disco T: The game's up and running here.

Thuddar rushes forward across the strange bridge to reach Attila's position. In those few moments, the creatures inside the building haven't moved. They're definitely alive. Their thoraxes expand and contract slowly as they breathe.