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Don't always assume Jak is hanging out with the other dwarves. Mostly, he is concerned with the group's survival, and ability to carry on with the mission. He does tend to be silent and watch what everyone else is doing, keeping his own counsel. Otherwise, having a blast, and wishing I could...

Jak Ogresticker "Thank you for the healing, friend. My name is Jak, called Ogresticker by some. I am a woodsdwarf and ogrehunter." Jak wanders towards the bodies on the beach, picking up the two knives that he finds. "Carving that lizard is a great idea, stonebrother. Let's try to pack as...

Jak Ogresticker [OOC] Jak will be using the only weapon he has - grandfather's batleaxe. Also, his intent is to ignore the fish, who aren't really a threat anyway unless we go into the water, and concentrate on the lizard. It seems to actually pose a danger to the group, and until we can...

Jak will be using the only weapon he has - grandfather's batleaxe. Also, his intent is to ignore the fish, who aren't really a threat anyway unless we go into the water, and concentrate on the lizard. It seems to actually pose a danger to the group, and until we can drive it off or slay it, we...

Loving the map idea. If at all possible, could I be green? Maybe dark green if someone else also chose that colour. Brown also works for me. Thanx

Jak Ogresticker, Dwarven Ranger "Oh, fer Ground's sake," Jak muters under his breath, turning to see the howling lizard. "Well, so much for a fish dinner. Looks like lizard stew." Jak turns and charges toward the treeline, where the more immediate threat lies. The fish don't actually appear...

I just edited my gear out. Safe to assume I have nothing but my clothes and my Axe?

The only real contact info I've got is my email: tumakhunter@yahoo.ca As to posts: I really only get on the 'net once per day, btw 6 and 7 am, as I ready myself for work (I've only got a dialup connection, and my work is unrelated to computers). This makes Jak a laconic and thoughtful character.

Jak Ogresticker, Dwarven Ranger "Get up here! Now!" The yell awakens Jak, as he realizes he's stuck to something. Reaching back to discover his axe stuck in a piece of the mast, he quickly unstraps it and stands up. Seeing the survivors upbeach, and turning to see the great beasts in the...

Jak Ogresticker Giljak “Jak” Ogresticker, 3rd level Dwarven Ranger Height: 4’3” ; Weight: 175 lbs; Hair: Bald. Black beard shaped into a goatee. Eyes: Grey; Skin: tanned, as from a lot of time outdoors. Size: Medium; Base Speed: 20’; Alignment NG Str 16 (+3) (10pt) Dex 13 (+1) (5pt) Con...

Jak Ogresticker Here I am, a little late. Edited slightly for description, added alignment and a little background. Giljak “Jak” Ogresticker, 3rd level Dwarven Ranger Height: 4’3” ; Weight: 175 lbs; Hair: Bald. Black beard shaped into a goatee. Eyes: Grey; Skin: tanned, as from a lot of...

I'll have him up in about a half hour

This looks very interesting. Would you have room for a dwarven ranger? I only count 5 characters generated so far. Also, are you willing to use 3.5, or just stick with 3.0?

KEEP WRITING!! (In awe at the depth of story) Dude! Definitely keep on going. I'm on the edge of my seat over here!

Mor'Gan's Tale "What the... What happened here," asked Balin in an awed whisper as the train neared the town, echoing the thoughts of everyone on the train. I looked at the devastation with a grim sense of forboding twisting a knot deep in the pit of my stomach. Nothing you could have told...

At last - Remere! It took a lot longer than I had expected, but eventually we made it to Remere. By this time, I had learnt a fair bit of Trade, a pidgin tongue used internationally. The train's brakes screamed as we pulled into the station just inside city limits. I still find it odd that...

OK, I've just spent the last couple of hours reading this entire SH, and I must say... WOW! I am so envious. I wanna be Destran when I grow up!

So, um.... Where's the story? I look forward to reading it (a paladin who has to protect a CN halfling rogue? interesting)

Norannar - the beginning It is the dawn of a bright new day as the train crests the hill, on it's way south to the outpost town of Tolk. Only a small number of passengers have bothered to travel this deep into the frontier, among them a tall, broad-shouldered gunman. He looks out the window...

The next morning, what few of us remained began the trek north along the rail lines. We walked for what seemed like days across the plains as the hot sun beat down upon us. It wasn't until late in the afternoon that we heard a faint roaring sound from up ahead. Realizing that a train was...