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I meant what I said, and snarky comments to contrary won't change it. You've got a real chip on your shoulder if you're bound and determined to make what I said, and then clarified, out to be anything other than what I said. So, anyways, stop trolling. Thanks.

The "right price" doesn't mean "cheap," if I'd meant cheap I'd have said cheap.

Personally, I'd like to see more Brom, Janet Aulisio, and Bill Sienkiewicz. Also, whoever did the cover illustrations and colors from Al Quadim. I'd also like to see Jock (Mark Simpson), Dave Dorman and at least a coupe of people we'd have to pull out of a coffin. I don't think we'll see any of...

Janis sits at the back of the group, entranced by the walls of the passageway. Now would be about the time something jumps out of the dark and tries to eat us again, I suppose.

How about some variety of proto Shadowtrooper? That seems to be exactly what you're describing, as I understand it, and it keeps the onerous and not-particularly-friendly-to-group-play Sith philosophy out of the picture.

I think it might be more appropriate to stand down the entire village over the remains and have the "Do you know this man, and who among you had anything to do with why he was trying to eat our brains? YOU VIL TALK!!!" discussion.

Awesome. I bet we could take out those pesky villagers this easy too. Eventually we might even amass enough silverware and fillings to buy horses to ride away from here!

Janis nudges Tessa ahead of her, clearly ready to get this day's "hanging out in stuffy tunnels that smell like dead things" chores done quickly.

Not having a target but not wanting to take any chances, Janis looses an arc of lightning into the recessed space next herself and Tessa. If nothing else, that never stops making me feel better.

Sounds like Sean K Reynold's The New Argonauts. You can download the PDF for free from DriveThruRPG and RPGNow I think.

OOC: A hundred feet? Are we headed into town or out of it?

Janis is generously allowing anyone who wants to go ahead of her the opportunity.

Adun Goldhair Seafoam (EYE-din) Female Dwarf Druid 6 NG Medium Humanoid (Dwarf) Init +2; Senses Listen +3 Spot +12, Darkvision 60 feet Languages Common, Druidic, Dwarf, Giant --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AC 17, touch 12, flat-footed 15...

I was thinking initially that a force user would have one of a couple of flavors, depending on what sort of direction the rest of the party went. If the rest of the group is a more or less gung ho, "Die Rebel Scum!" sort of Imperial pro-jingo patriots then I think that just knocking out some...

OOC: Janis wouldn't do that to the bear. Besides, we need a way to run away.

Janis sighs. " We're all going to need a bath after this. With the way this smells up here we're going to be completely disgusting otherwise when we go to kill the witch," Janis predicts. Were-rats and graveyards, Janis thinks. Sometimes I hate my ideas. The next time I pick up strangers at...

Why would she become 'persnickety' about a missing casket? It's just going to be an empty box after we burn the body anyways... " You could always wake whatever is down there and lead them bravely into our cunning trap up here? Janis looks alternately hopeful and resigned. I wonder what I...

Janis strokes her chin thoughtfully and sets her bear to the task of digging up the grave. If the Burgomaster is a vampire, at least he'll have some difficulty with the bear, Janis thinks looking doubtfully at the enormous animal delegated to using it's huge paws as makeshift shovels. I really...

" Disregarding the huge hole in the ground for a moment, has anyone found the Burgomaster's grave yet?"

Janis looks over her shoulder from where she stands building her makeshift fire pit at the warrior looming over the hole, frowning. " Remember to tell us that you'll be right back if you choose to investigate that further," she says primly, before she turns away again to resume the fire...