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The Adrian Empire is one of these (there may be more, not sure myself) - split from SCA around 25-30 years back, if memory serves, to use full/live steel weapons. The weapons they use aren't sharpened (as Umbran said, it's just silly to do so) and protective gear is always used in combat. They...

"One hellish evacuation," Marcus mumbles after reading over the note. He waits while Svexyn examines the room, hoping there are no nasty surprises in store.

Ouch. That sucks. Though I'm glad it was something mechanical, rather than health-related. Anyway, Szitha/FH didn't make it, so I called the game off. Probably for the best, as I've been struck with a stomach bug recently. Remember, no game next week (Mar 26th).

If you're aiming for something more along the lines of the Arthurian legends, keep in mind those Knights were given a lot of leeway to travel, do as they saw fit, etc. Only once in a while were they really called on to do something specific and the biggest one of those things was the exceedingly...

Rufus regards the dead monstrosity with some displeasure. "Hulking Corpse, eh? Aye, the name suits them well," he muses absently. "If 'tis as you say, Dawnbringer, and these things are such dim brutes, then something certainly is wrong for them to be able to roam so far afield. Any of you any...

"Maybe it's to let you open the door. Some kind of magic-lock. And considering that little inscription says 'give of yourself,' taking stuff from the tree sounds like a bad idea. Even if they are poisonous to it." Marcus sheathes his sword and tears a strip off the bottom of his cloak. He ties...

Marcus slides his arm through the loops on the back of his shield and tightens the straps, securing it in place, then draws his longsword. "If anyone's got a necklace they don't mind shining, cast your little spell on that. If we need to go dark, tuck it into your shirt." He nods as Nia hauls...

Marcus glances at Svexyn as he says he needs no lights to see. "Lucky you, but the rest of us need it. So how far are you going to stay ahead of us? And any of you magicians have something to make light so I can see what I need to gut? I doubt there's going to be a lot of light down there." He...

"Your father and the Church of Saranrae. They can involve the guard if they so choose and have a better idea of which guards are worth trusting. So few these days..." Marcus adds to the discussion. "But we've got to go down there and soon."

Marcus just glares at the pitiful gnome, his fingers rattling off a steady beat on the grip of the slowly-swaying flail. He spits on the floor of the shop and breaks gaze with the gnome, looking around at his companions. "We should deal with him later. Right now, we've got more pressing matters...

Geryk covered the ghoul and probably better than Rufus would, and Rufus isn't going to try bantering with a liquored-up dwarf warrior. You could probably just make it a rule of thumb to advance the game when you've got responses from half of us. It'll keep the game moving, not make you wait for...

Ack. Oh well, RL happens, however much we sometimes wish it didn't. See you when you can hop onto the server. :)

Marcus whirls as Val spits one foe. He brushes the trickle of blood from his cheek. "First blood is all well and good in a duel, but you'll have to do better than a scratch like that to best me, freak," he coldly responds as he whirls the flail around again, this time swinging the heavy, brutal...

Marcus whirls the heavy head of his brutal flail, striking at the strange enemy who tried to stab Nia in the back. He shouts, "Wilbur, open up the back door, let Caytis and Svexyn in! And remember, we want to take one or both alive!" as his flail slams home into the stealthy attacker's chest...

More like Rufus knows better than to interrupt a bunch of singing, drunken dwarven warriors. ;) The Provisions Box would be useful. But one major bonus of the Ring is the fact that it knocks your sleeping time down to 2 hours, and none of these items have the same ability. The negation of food...

Improved Trip could be given as a special Bonus feat, thereby waiving the need for Combat Expertise... but this would be a sneaky and potent way to go about it. 1. Probably... He's already got 6 attacks/round and can just swap a Trip for one of his normal attacks. 2. Natural attacks are only...

"Now here I thought most dwarven songs were about gold," Rufus says quietly, with a chuckle. He lets his horse slow a bit and leaves either Thok, who seemed to have a little history with this Bolgrim, or Ferviel handle chatting with the rowdy dwarves.

"Oh, I'm not here to ask questions about that. Like I said, business transaction. My uncle has been having trouble with thieves sneaking into his shop. Some even use magic to hide themselves from sight. Do you maybe have any devices capable of revealing them? Oh, and, while I'm here, could I...

Rufus shrugs and hauls at his pack, making it a little more comfortable between his shoulders. "Aye, best check post-haste. 'Twouldn't do to have us all literally bit on the arse for our negligence," he declares with a wry chuckle.

Marcus points to Val, then to the side of the door to the back room. He holds one finger in front of his lips in the common "shh" motion and slowly pulls the wooden haft of his heavy flail from its place on his belt. He slowly walks toward the back door and calls out calmly, "Master Ghelve? I...