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Grrrr... Let me try this again... Str: 8+ [roll0] Int: 8+ [roll1] Wis: 8+ [roll2] Dex: 8+ [roll3] Con: 8+ [roll4] Cha: 8+ [roll5] Extra Die: [roll6]

[roll0] St: 8 Int: 8 Wis: 8 Dex: 8 Con: 8 Cha: 8

I'm in. I prefer the older editions of D&D and am familiar with the City State of the Invincible Overlord. I ran a campaign here in it using BECMI once.

"I'm just glad that the suckers never closed on us. These things can be quite nasty," Michael acknowledges. "Well, with that excitement out of the way, let's head forth."

OOC: Whoot!

Michael decides to take a pot shot at the nearest stirge. Short Bow [roll0] Damage [roll1]

Michael nods in agreement with Mei-Ying. "Stirges... I hate stirges. I have a serious hate for stirges. Best that we try to pick some off at a distance. Michael stabs his sword into the ground and pulls out his shortbow. Init: [roll0] OOC: Michael is staying put.

Michael shrugs and says, "Try sleeping around a wound from an acid burn if you want to talk about being uncomfortable. We'll all have to get used to a little bit of discomfort in the coming day, and I doubt we'll all come about unscathed. What could have made such creatures come close to...

Michael takes a water flask out and cleans the wound of the remaining acid as best he can. "Thank you Shendra. I certainly didn't expect an acid attack. We'll have to be wary of meeting more of those."

Well this is a downer. I liked a lot of work that Zack S. was doing, mostly because a lot of it was focused on reviving the older D&D modules and smaller rulesets. His website was something I could enjoy after the unfortunate cessation of Grognardia's blog. But I can't condone abusive...

With a loud roar, Michael rushes forward, putting both opponents in front of him, before he swings his blade at the opponent to his right. Attack: [roll0] Damage: [roll1] New Map: https://beta.ditzie.com/96344/5c60aa24b77f3

Michael leans towards Teea and answers, "Old habits. My job once was to keep the peace among people... but that was a long time ago and I probably just need to let those tendencies die." He is suddenly interrupted by the talk of nearby monsters. "I swear, this day just won't end!" Michael...

Michael has to think about it for a moment, then answers, "If a gang has been acting in this town for years, then it had to find a way to stay hidden all this time. That means a mole inside the town's militia perhaps, or that their actions are being hidden by someone with influence among the...

"No, but I admit I was too busy checking out a blade, then running like a chicken with his head cut-off," Michael confesses to Teodor. "I can only handle one problem at a time. Let's put this ghost business to rest, then we can go and investigate this gang that's been operating here for...

Michael listens intently as the elf tells her tale. He also does his best to set a good example and not order any of the alcohol; not while Teea is around anyway. "You mentioned a criminal gang. Were the six men long-standing members of this community or transients? It might give us an idea...

Michael patted Teea reassuringly on her arm. "No one was hurt, and that's the important thing. Unlike a life, a dress can be replaced." He then looked at Mei Ying and asked in response, "Who knows what that creature was? I hear the undead come in many different forms. Perhaps we should seek...

I really liked this discussion between Durkon and Belkar. It seems to be further building up Belkar's character arc.

Michael looks at the elf with some suspicion. It was an odd request from a stranger, and he had promised Teea to avoid drinking establishments. But they did just spend quite a bit of money, and a free meal would go a little ways into recovering from the shopping spree. "Well, I'd hate to turn...

Michael frowned at Teea, then opened his mouth to scold her. The words get caught in his throat as the ghostly figure appears, and Michael instead grabs on her sleeve and pulls her away from the apparition. In his mind she is following him, so he continues to run on his own for safety. Need...

Michael snaps his eyes towards Teea in surprise, but upon seeing the look on her face his old instincts take over and his muscles tighten. He firmly, but gently takes the sword back from her and whispers, "Ready yourself, niece. And take a step behind me, please. I sense trouble." Michael...