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Two medics and the ship's doctor are already in Airlock Three. As the quartet arrives, the airlock portal hisses open. "No time for small talk," the ship's doctor says. "Stand aside." Personnel in Geostellar Mining Industries coveralls rush in as soon as the portal is open. Each pair guides a...

Sasho bursts into song, loudly and quite off-key. "Bring us in good ale, and bring us in good ale, For a lovely lady's sake, bring us in good ale. Bring us in no brown bread, 'fore that is made of bran, Nor bring us in no wheat bread, 'fore there in is no game, But bring us in good ale. Bring...

"Well," says Sasho before he spits in his hands and rubs them together, "let's get this done." 1d20-5=11

Yes. Yes, it is. :)

Indeed, it does seem as the last few days of the interstellar flight drag on the longest. Then, over the intercom: "All personnel: Duty stations. Prepare to dock." For the next several minutes, there's more activity on ship than there'd been in the past two days combined. The Sisyphus...

The dancer's eye catches Cáel's. The taciturn ranger looks away. He speaks softly. "No tale to tell. No great adventures to brag about. Creatures do bad things. I hunt them down and kill them. Sometimes I get paid. Sometimes I don't."

Mea culpa on not noticing that question. I'd rather give it a try with the rules as written. The scenario I'm using isn't necessarily combat heavy. I think it'll work. If it turns out I'm wrong, we could adjust on-the-fly. That sound good?

Cáel Grosvenor Male human ranger (shapeshifter | trapper) 2 NG Medium humanoid (human) Init +3; Senses Perception +7 (+8 to find traps, +9 vs. undead) DEFENSE AC 18, touch 14, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +3 Dex, +1 dodge) hp 20 (2d10+4) Fort +5, Ref +6, Will +2 OFFENSE Speed 30 ft. Melee 2...

If the farmer says yes, Sasho starts to clap. He then laughs at his own joke and pitches in to help. :)

Sasho looks at the cart, and then looks up at his partners. "After you, Veerdunn. After you."

I used armor as DR with both 3.5 and PF, but with a caveat. The armor didn't provide traditional DR. Instead, an armor's DR rating converted that much lethal, nonenergy damage into nonlethal damage. So, if a character's armor was DR 4, and he got hit for 8 points of lethal damage from a sword...

We're live!

The Sisyphus comes out of drillspace at the end of the Hard Light system. The spike drive's persistent hum -- more felt than heard -- dwindles away to be replaced by the steady thrum of standard engines. It's still a few days to Brightside Station, but most the trip now lies behind. The system...

Sasho Gavril, he of the prodigious moustache, glances sideways at Garrick. Sasho's scarred, strangely dark eye rolls in time with its partner, a normal-seeming greenish eye. "You simply must cheer up, Garrick," the gnome says, "elsewise your dour demeanor shall dampen all our spirits."

I could do that. I'll try to post later today after work. :)

Got sidelined by a head cold and then had minimal Interwebz over the three-day weekend. Added Zerith's world the RG. Everyone who did me a planet gets +100 XP. Game should start tomorrow evening.

Well, it's look this one's done. Stick a fork in it?

Deadline is this Friday. Hurry! Hurry before it's too late!

Cáel remains silent throughout Wingate's explanations and the questions and answers. In between the end of the talks and dinner, Cáel walks the battlements, pondering the situation.

Another figure, a human, silent up 'til now, straightens a bit. "Cáel Grosvenor," he says. "Tracker, trapper. Hunter, especially of the undead." He scratches his stubbly chin. His fingertips end in wickedly curved talons. Mea culpa. Busy week at work plus side-lined by my first student-caused...