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{ooc}I would. And shouldn't my flanking have gotten me sneak attack damage?{/ooc} Norderil jinks to avoid the gargoyle's blow, and swings his mace attempting to catch the creature off guard (attempting another Feint attack).

This didn't happen to me but it's one of my favourite gaming stories my dad tells. The party (standard 2e group) was tracking down this vampire. They followed him to this mausoleum. In the sarcoughagous they opened they found a set of stairs going down into darkness. Now, at this point in the...

My screen name comes from the demented twistings of a five year old's brain. Specifically my girlfriend's little brother. At her eighteenth birthday party, out of the blue, he runs up to me gasping for breath, grabs my leg and says in the most serious tone of voice that a five year old can pull...

Norderil grins fiercely, drops his calculus on the neaby sled, and draws his mace smoothly. "I do wish I had brought more ammunition. I did not expect aerial assault by winged ice beasts!" He steps back and to the right, ending up behind and to the side of Mong, positioning himself tactically...

::raises brow:: C'mon. is that the kind of quality we can expect in a quarter million posts or so? :D

To indulge my girly picture inclination I usually have a Luis Royo pic up. That's as far as I risk going what with parents and a little brother wandering around. Things would be different without those influences, let me tell you. As an aside, did a bunch of the links get ripped out from the...

Geeze Crothian, way to make me spit soda. :D

Well said Nightcloak. There's an inherant elegance in Diaglo's posts. He may be somewhat negative, but it's done nicely. It's done properly, and in the good natured spirit of debate.

Favourite NES memory? I used to play it alot (or as much as my parents would let me at the time) but it was awhile ago for me. Now the SNES, that was my time to shine. Where to begin? Favourite game of all time has to be Super Metroid. Best. Ending. Ever. Favourite memory/ies? The hours I spent...

Norderil for the first time ha has been in your company, seems to allow his composure to slip. He grimaces, and spins around muttering somethign gutteral and ugly sounding in Orcish. He reaches into his pack and pulls a small round flask full of a viscous red material, and loads it into his...

Norderil is momentarily startled by the apearance of the leopard. However, upon observing it's almost docile state, he relaxes some and sighs. "I suppose there is little recourse at the moment. We seemed to have reached an impass." He turns back tword Floe. He removes the glove from his left...

Norderil frowns deeply. "I never could make the time for the elemental languages, and it seems to have returned on me most foully. However...." He quickly looks about, and removes one of the ski poles from the sled. He steps forward, holding his hands, palm up in a sign of non-agression, and...

((Well, hopefully it was the other way around. :D))

Norderil looks distractedly at Mong for a moment. He turns to Barandurr, "I am afraid I am unfamiliar with the species, but, from the look of her gear she seems to be one of the 'Uldra' spoken of in some of the texts and survival journals Quentin and I aquired." He frowns for a moment and steps...

Norderil breaks out of his astonished silence. "I am sorry to learn that you do not believe yourself capable of accompanying us on our expedition." He pauses a moment. "My companion is wise in the ways of gods. There are many stories and legends, of rebuked paladins regaining the favour of their...

((Does his best Yosemite Sam impression. "Rasta-frassin', sassa-fraggin aster-baggin'... OOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!" Rolled me a big fat 1 on the Ref save.)) Assuming there are no... anomalously ill effects from the failed save, Kazadi watches as the the mass enfolds the zombie, and acts on his...

Norderil looks aghast at Mong, and will also attempt keep to keep her from her destructive course. "My dear, what you propose would be akin to murder!" He turns to Karthak. "I admit, it's presence has disturbed me to a degree. It might seem obvious from my physical appearance, but sleep has not...

Norderil is happy to allow anyone who wants to to inspect the warforged, Repeatedly apologizing for the untidy (by Gnome standards at least) nature of his quarters. In fact, he almost seems glad to have company in the same room as he and it, especially after nightfall, and is eager to engage any...

Norderil beams. "Oh, certainly not. In fact I, would welcome your counsel!" Several days after Norderil does in fact come to speak with Toshanharath. He seems troubled, and as if he has not in fact been sleeping all that well. "I seem to have discovered something... odd. I thought perhaps you...

This may just be my experiance, and it doesn't matter to me it actually helps to keep the pace up I've discovered, but I was a little uncomfortable at first with the liberties you were taking with some of the (okay, so maybe just mine) characters. I understand why you did it, and I see that it...