Search results

"Does anyone else feel like an old man?"

Kazanto listens quietly, blessedly confused by the legged ones' ways, as usual. RL killed me, I'm trying to be back. But Kazanto wants a hat!

Kanli embraces Krag fondly. "Yes, brother! Good to see you! And, actually, it isn't the necromancy, it's a side effect of the Teleological Dissembler, a vastly powerful being who likes to meddle with the natural size of things. Gnomes are actually giants, you know. I'll show you, sometime."...

I'm here. RL has sucked time like no one's business. Miryam grits her teeth at the intrusion of unholiness, but responds pulling a sash from her waist--wait, that's not a sash! With a quick twirl she leaps forward, a whip in her hand, as she tries pulling the armored foe down!

Quozen leaps out to simply, inelegantly, drive his fists into the thing.

Knowing the simplest way to get Emet down the hole is a resummoning, he dismisses him as he prepares his chalk for a new dog.

Okay, here's the situation. First, I've been caught up with a ton of crap in RL. I haven't been able to get to this site nearly as much as I'd like in the past couple weeks. Second, I've read the rest of the adventure, and to be honest, it's lacking. It says what the encounters are, and it's...

Sorry about my lack of response, I have been crazy busy at RL and have been trying to see what I can do about it. Maybe I can get this site to function at work or something... Brim confirms that there are no traps, and the boxes are simple enough to pick up and carry, unopened. The armband...

Kanli the Mad "Necromancy? How terrible!" The half-orc festooned with red handprints walks into the room, finding a place toward the back to lean confidently against the wall. "My name is Kanli, and I would be most willing to assist you. It is good to see your face returned to you."...

The half-orc of many hands stands from his table place, bids the gathered adieu with a flourishing bow, and heads for the back room.

Quozen joins the others inside to help at the door.

The door opens, and a half-orc strides in. His outfit is in fine gabardine, well-woven, in black and gray, with red piping on the epaulets. Around his neck, proudly displayed, is a large red pendant, surrounded by smaller red stones. He wears a kilt, made of metal sheets chained together, each...

"Agreed, let's do this together. It's a pity we lost the pork-monster."

Happened to Britney Spears. Congrats, Thondor!

Miryam's lights wink out as she slinks to the front. She brings her fingers to her lips as she skulks into the room.

Holphin feverishly begins the summoning ritual for Emet again, knowing it will take a minute. Once performed, he asks him to lower him down the hole, after which he dismisses him, and summons him again underneath the mound.

Quozen shrugs, and climbs the pole out of the shack.

Darreo looks around. Clearly, nearly everything happening in the room looks "amiss". Lots of rough carousing, manhandling of scantily clad young women, and the odd feeling that this could break out into a brawl at any time. "Well," Bonita replies, "I strictly deal only in companionship, but...

Kazanto nods. "Yes, captain, we'll do that!" She throws her arms back and sings a small note, as water appears and cascades sown her body. She turns to Daylily. "Going in water isn't so bad, you know. I live there. Well, lived there. When I first learned I could create water, I thought...

Silently, Miryam follows the group, maintaining Dancing Lights for those who wish it.