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This will be awesome. Just letting you know I'm still in.

I need an e-mail addy to send the invite to, so make some throw away Hotmail account or something.

How am I doing? Any suggestions/requests? Wanna talk about what the characters are feeling/thinking? :D

The Arena The wind picks up, adding to the low roar of onlookers, bringing the taste and scent of rain over the battleground. Caught in a gust, Spratnik's arrows turn -- one clatters at Karnak's feet, the other punches through Teak's scale, though the orc hardly notices, embroiled in his...

If you'd like a Gmail account I can hook you up.

Been way busy but I haven't forgotten about you guys, I'm loving this game thus far. Update either tonight or tomorrow depending on if I pass out early.

Yay! Is ole' Brick-Knuckle still good?

The Arena With a terrible screech of steel on steel, Karnak's charge ends with his chain tangled about his knees, jerking out of his hands to smack into the dirt, a few spikes embedding themselves. Teak, grip white-knuckled about his warhammer, shows a tusky grin and inclines his head upward...

Frustrated at the deliberation, Allister stands, torch dangling at his side, eyes slitted in the shadows cast from the brand. At Kyros' question of the whereabouts of personal effects, the solider inclines his head slightly. "At last, some sense -- it is perhaps cruel to discuss the fate of our...

The Arena Spratnik's arrows scream through the air, the second chasing the first. Vrek flicks the longspear up, too quickly, too far, and both arrows punch through his leather jack almost silently. The goblin screams, his braid thrashing as he slams the longspear into the dirt, keeping his feet...

The Arena Simply nodding, the apparent master of ceremonies makes his way up the steps to the Warboss' box, the wide copper sun hanging over most his torso clanking on the sides of the stairwell. Above, from behind a thin slit to fend off stray arrows, the Warboss' voice comes deep and thick...

Updating coming tomorrow! Busy with work and played some volleyball tonight so I'm pretty exhausted. :D

http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=193300 This thread is now the OOC thread, gents.

Welcome to Blood Sun, an Orc and Goblin homebrew! Check out the wiki here. Perhaps seven days ago a great and violent rumbling of the earth beset the Warboss Junga's compound at the foothills of "his" mountains. Several of his Warband were crushed when the earth opened, hard granite teeth...

Hearing Elsya's mention of "the Order," Allister turns on his heel, the torch burning in his left hand cowling his features, painting his shadow tall on the wall behind him. "We will hear on this Order now -- I'm not one to stumble from one trap direct into another." Turning his look to...

I'll be starting the game today! Yay! Expect a game thread sometime todaaayy. I will, of course, post a link here.

Leaving the mace and shield to more capable hands, Allister eyes the woman as he shrugs into the leather armor, cinching up the side. "I'm someone who may have been right where you are, given a few days," he takes the torch from the wall sconce again, "the torturer is fled, likely rousing the...

Thanks dude!

Allister's eyes bore into Kyros. "Yes, quickly." He continues rifling through the ring of keys, "The dead can't help us."

The numbers don't matter so much right now, just a concept really. :D