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I think it's one of those 'unanimous or nothing' kind of calls. I retract my statement, and my team of attorneys issues an official appology.

Any of you history buffs know what the current status was concerning radioactivity and physical health? I.e. were scientists at the time of this game, still playing around with uranium unshielded, wondering why they were dropping dead at 50?

Then let's forget about it. Sorry for mentioning it. (There goes my crackola two handed Power Attack :( )

"Land!" yells Thromgril as he throws himself to the ground, embracing it like it were his own mother. At length, he stands and dusts himself off, picking up his giant axe. "Well, there's nothing for it." and he heads down the road to the tower looming ahead of him.

"Good." Andrews says to Rook, "That's the attitude that'll keep you healthy. Now go and ask the Sheriff for your gun. And by the way, the name's Andrews." He was beginning to become insulted, but realizing that he hadn't identified himself, it may as well be Kojak. As Rook goes for his gun...

"So what are you telling us, Mr. Rook?" Andrews asks, "About your writing that is. I think that agent Brown made it clear what you'd be up against. And I can safely say, that I don't want that paper trail leading back anywhere near me." He takes a drag from his cigarette, and flashes that...

He'Rak & Kale "Yes, I can see them now. I wonder what they're passing along?" Sonrik says as he looks around the room at the guards. "I don't know who the Vizer is, but he suggested something that the King seemed to think was paramount to treason. Many things are about to take place. Be on...

I was just wondering. Not trying to make any more work for people. But Lemme know what y'all wanna do.

It occurred to me to ask as I read your other recruitment thread, are we still using 3.0 rules? Not that I look forward to revamping character sheets, but it is something that crossed my mind.

Hey pmf, you were graced with the advice from one of the great CoC GM's, Gomez. I'd take his advice and throw folks a bone as to what your game is about. Showing off some writing ability in an intro is a SURE way to spark interest. Good luck! TZ

Jim thanks Hubert, and tells him that he will be in touch before he leaves New York. Not being the kind of man to pry, Jim allows Amanda to back gracefully out of the conversation. Though she has certainly presented some major misgivings, he allows her to simply make pleasant conversation...

"Yeah, but what?" asks Andrews. "Problem is, this guy obviously has no idea how much danger he's in. And I'm not talking about anything weird. I'm talking about that last guy we met in Phoenix office and his buddies. We let him go, lose track of him, he starts writing about this. Some other...

"Yes, Rak." Sonrik says, "You'd not believe it, this man is from Tenthar, not far from our own Tev'El Rhoe. What did you say your name is, sir?" He turns again to Rak, and looking back again says,"Excuse me, I'd like to speak to you again, sir. I feel that the right person should learn what...

Understood. I'll concentrate my efforts on beating up on Gomez. (He can always SMITE my chatacter in his game.)

Sorry, I don't want this to be a 10 car pile up. I just want to say that unlike The Shaman, I don't fear that folks will hold grudges in game form OOC discussions. I DO agree that one of the main points of this long, long discourse is that Fra. Rucker was designed for a specific encounter...

Um....we kind of said something right after you pitched your character. As far as your scientific stats and skills, I see nothing wrong with your character since your last edit. I think that stawise, he looks good to go, and has for a while. My issue was taken up again after your intro...

OOC- May as well join the privacy club.... DM & Kale (or whoever chooses to be close) "Home?" Sonrik says to the man, "Where might that be, Sir.....?" , he asks, looking for a name. He wonders if he is being truthful, or if the man is simply trying to butter him up. He is briefly distracted...

Thromgril begins to turn slightly green as the impending fate of water travel becomes more pressing. For a dwarf with an iron constitution, it seems rather odd that such a trivial thing would turn his stomach. But, resigned to his fate, he grudgingly follows the group, giving the man in white...

Yay Gomez!! (Who is this guy again?) ;)

"I suppose that would help. Let's see now....." he says all too casually as he peers over the sights of his bow. “Ah yes! Briet told me once, sun to the west, down is best….” He goes on to recite some rhyme devised by survivalists of yore. “Maybe it’s…..” he says pointing to……...