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Looking for one good wo/man Okay, I posted a call for a new arcane blaster type. Here's the call, if you want to see it. Hopefully we'll hear from someone soon!

Oy! We are looking to add one more player to an on-going game (though we’ve really just begun). The caveat is you must be willing to play an arcane blaster, using only the Player’s Handbook to create your PC. The other caveat is that we need to know soon. The party will soon be at a point...

Ven: The sounds of battle continue, and you can now see bright flashes of light and even feel the concussive whoomps of explosions, rattling your chest. Screams of fear and pain bounce down the hall, though not all sound human, or even humanoid. You can smell the pungent, volatile ethers of...

The bright hot flame of the burning goo gives off an acrid, tangy odor, and the fire casts sharp, looming shadows on the far wall as the battle continues… Kragor, still reeling from the mighty blow Kolchak gave him, retaliates with a bone-crunching shot to the bald giant’s groin. Kolchak...

VEN: You hear the sounds of fierce combat erupting behind you, echoing down the tunnel. You are perhaps 100-125 yards away (300-375 ft), and could probably make it back in a few rounds if you ran. The sabotuers are still working at placing their charges on the boat, and you figure at the pace...

All I'm saying is that there exists a Rose Monestary in my campaign world... and as far as anyone knows, its been there all along.

Yeah sure! I didn't post any of the "world specific" info, since I didn't want to put any limitations on you guys. For the purposes of general curses or prayers feel free to use any Greyhawk diety or, if you want, take a look at the attached document... its a rough breakdown of the theological...

Battlecries and warning shouts erupt as your party collides with Kolchak and his men. Kolchak is a massive man with a shaved head, wearing a leather harness with flat-bladed knives and axes affixed to it. His clean-shaven face and chest are covered with stylistic runes in black grease paint...

As you watch , you gather that they don't seem to be concerned with actually boarding the Lord Bingham's Belle. The saboteur that was scaling the side of the ship paused maybe a third of the way up to pull one of the thin ceramic flasks from a pouch. He pressed it firmly against the wooden...

Felicity awakens, bleary eyed and yawning. She rubs her fists in her sockets and blinks away any remaining weariness, then rises smoothly, gathering her gear and cloak. Satisfied she has all her pouches and satches in order, she firmly grips the antler handle of her scimitar and approaches a...

Okay, so I too have to apologize. What with Memorial Day festivities and seemingly endless battles with my wife's health, I've been a bit absent too. Anyway, for as long as we can, on with the game!

Even as Jaleph asks Marisa what she is to do, voices and splashing footsteps echo down from the stone-lined tunnel. Pulling Porter's limp body down a side passage, you douse your lights and press youselves against the wall for a second time, hoping to catch the oncoming saboteurs by surprise...

Porter nods at Bran <<<he is charmed, after all>>>. "Yeah, that makes sense I guess. I mean, you were going to be on the Righteous Might anyways, right? You could sneak around and find out what old Iggy is really looking for!" "Mango and Kolchak should be right behind me." Porter jerks his...

Did we all disappear for the weekend?

The man nods his head at Jaleph's words. "Perfectly understandable, yes. I imagine I was flailing about while I was on fire." He nods at the oddly shaped ceramic pots you pulled out of the other pouches. "Me and my guys, we were gonna attach those to the sides of Finlay's Dream. Milton...

"Nope! Fetch your bowls, men and dwarf.... and you too, little halfling! This pot is nearly ready." Feliticy takes a final sip of the stew and adds a pinch more of crushed salts, stirring it in and pronouncing it finished. "Erm, anybody want these baern skins? Seems a shame to waste them...

Jaleph concentrates his will upon that of the wounded mage, and a brief smile flashes across the man's face. He sleeps still, but he seems calm and at peace. A gentle jostling awakens him, and he looks up to see Marisa standing over him, with Jaleph at her shoulder. "Milady! Is it you I must...

*Here's* where I meant to post earlier... sorry for the goof up... But still, Erin?! Anyway, as I was saying.. I'll be away from home for a few days, but I hope its not going to interfere with my net access. Heck, my "spare" time with which to post might even increase... -Reddist

<<<oops>>> The burned man sighs with relief as Marisa heals him, his tense body sagging as the pain is eased. Though he remains unconsious, you can tell from his face his pain is lessened and he is in no danger of dying anytime soon. Jaleph: iffen you wanted to try another charm spell now...

Felicity returns from her walk in the woods with Dagmar, patting her newly stuffed component pouches. "We spotted a whole patch of moonflowers, just about fifty yards from here! These buds are fresh and filled to the brim with the moon's chill. Dagmar even caught a couple of baerns for the...