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The tree, it seems is visible to all, judging by the reactions of those around you when you return to Wislayn. However, you're not the strangest thing they've ever seen. You're not even the strangest thing some of them have seen today. Jastor walked around with a six-foot-tall glowing orb...

Wisco believes that "concentration" will connect him with the Augurs and them with him in a symbiotic relationship. With the tree as a bridging force, he will be able to draw upon their knowledge, but part of his own mind will be used to help stabilize their gaps in memory. The tree's branches...

As a GM, I use my laptop, but only for game-related purposes: I have the session write-ups on there so I can reference past events or NPC names (and my write-ups are much more coherent and readable than my notes). I have a calculator up to do any math that we don't have the time to work...

"Unless the wolves decide to find us nibble-worthy, let us leave them alone. I'd rather go around than force a confrontation with such noble creatures," Hawthorne says quietly.

Something that's recently happened in my campaign. It's not a magic shop, not yet, but it's going to be before the campaign is out. Due to circumstances, the PCs who own the shop have some water elementals that hang out there. To prevent them from sitting in the wash basin or (heavens...

I started playing when I was 12 or 13, in the early 90's, the middle of AD&D. My father taught my sister and I the ropes, and I think we only played less than a half-dozen games with his old gaming group and DM, mostly because they were scattered across three states. My character was Anna...

Teeth of the Sky Crown of the World Godcrags End of the World (I mean, it sort of is, literally, if no one can go over/under/through it) Heart of Perfect Winter Godstones Forbidden Wall The Locked Gates

Facet's leveled up. Man, if Trundle had been a dedicated wright, I could have had it used my craft reserve for me while I was out! ;) Alas, disabled warforged can't be choosers.

Ullara Halx, female human druid with dog companion Bran Ullara watches most of the others try to penetrate the smoke, and wonder if it's a double bluff. If they all plunge into the noxious fumes, that leaves the place unguarded if their adversary gets past them, and then where will they be...

"No, I'm afraid not," Hawthorne says, a small shudder running through her. "But I rather think that was a hint from the greater cosmos to not waste time in arguments and hatred when we have responsibilities to our gods and oaths to others to keep. If such beings can snatch Slice away, then...

"All experiences and memories are shared to achieve completion. All previous segments have had lacks that required concentration for viability," she says. The young Augur woman acting as the mouthpiece seems particularly calm, with none of the brittleness exhibited by any of the ones...

Ullara Halx, female human druid with dog companion Bran Ullara cursed. "Either they took advantage of the smoke, or set it off themselves to thwart us. Let me see if I can shed some light on the situation..." Ullara utters a word and touches the mistletoe at her throat, taking a rock from...

Previously, back in Wislayn The merchant takes another look at Ohm's items, making a "hmm" sound as he considers. Then he picks up the Bounder. "Good for getting out of a tight spot, and I have a son who's going traveling. That for the thru-viewer," he says with a firm nod. Ohm, you now...

Hawthorne had looked back and forth between Khirynnax and Slice with a rising sense of despair. Slice was one of those hard men who had rejected every hint of softness about him because he perceived it as a weakness, someplace for an enemy to exploit, and dared not back down even in the face of...

Ullara Halx, female human druid with dog companion Bran "Good dog, Bran, you'll be getting the finest meat we can find once we catch this poisoner, good boy, good boy," Ullara mutters in the Druidic tongue, sounding much like she's chirping at Brn like a bird. He seems to respond well though...

Hawthorne is oddly not unnerved by Khirynnax's shifting trick. Perhaps because the sea is changeable, or so many of its creatures can shift color and form, or perhaps she's just that calm. Or she might have some fine herbal blends she's not sharing with anyone. It's hard to tell...

Ullara Halx, female human druid with dog companion Bran Ullara coaxes Bran gently, keeping an eye on the shifty-looking character nearby, encouraging him to find the scent again. After snuffling around, Bran makes a small yip of excitement and goes dashing off confidently. OOC: Got a 26...

Ohm, the merchant inspecting your goods for trade takes a look at what you have to barter, examining each one carefully, and pounces on the frigid wall projector eagerly. "Oh ho ho, I've been looking for one of these flash-freezers for a good long while. A fair trade, good man, a fair trade,"...

"Well, I'm not horrible at wilderness travel, but I gather that Khirynnax or Brier may be far better trailblazers than I. If there is something needful, I can certainly give it a try. I've done a bit of fishing in my time, for certain, if you wish me to try to stream when we stop of a night."

"On the path back from counseling a couple when a group of what I'm given to understand are the same soldiers came down the road. And they were not interested in conversing with me, or indeed doing anything cordial. Whatever had fallen them before on the road, they would not listen to reason...