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Darn it! That's how I was going to bribe my way in.

Nope. Sorry. ;) Part the Twenty-Ninth In which: the party meets an old… acquaintance, and makes a new one. Reyu turns her attention to the glowering young wizard. “Are you injured?” she asks—with genuine concern. “I’m fine,” Amelia spits back. “What troubles you?” the elf asks, puzzled...

Bonus points if you still remember who Amelia is! :D

I'm a day earlier than I thought. So sue me. Part the Twenty-Eighth In which: all in not well in the aftermath… When Anvil emerges from his chambers the following morning, he finds the usual order of the temple disturbingly unsettled. When he goes searching for Tenacious, Anvil is informed...

If all goes according to my clever plan, look for it sometime tomorrow. I'm really excited about some of the updates coming up in the next couple of weeks... only in part because I'm not doing all of the writing for them!

Our group uses this system to pretty good result. Mostly--since the fines are not really a hardship--it's useful because it helps bring attention to OT talk before it gets out of hand. It also provides a framework for the times when a bad pun is worth it. "I'm gonna pay the Hutt* for this...

Part the Twenty-Seventh In which: the party recovers from a night that felt like it lasted three months… The party gathers outside the ruined building. Even here, the air reeks of smoke, but Reyu gulps the comparatively cleaner atmosphere. It feels like her lungs will never be clear again...

Damn it Porthos! Now I'm really wishing there was a little train icon I could use for the thread instead of just "D&D 3.0." :D Glad you enjoy the story. In play, it looks something like this: Anvil Holds the Line Anvil's initiative: Bad Monkey Jeff rubs out red dot indicating 5' nacent...

Don't have anything terribly useful to add, but does this mean you aren't using your idea for the valley with the two rival modron hierarchies? That was really cool.

Well, we mostly triumphed at any rate. :) On a side note, it seems like every couple of months someone starts a "why play a sorcerer instead of a wizard?" thread. And when I see it, I always think of this encuonter, because there is no way had I been playing a wizard and operating with the...

Part the Twenty-Sixth: In which we pose the question: pitcher of endless water… or greased pig? Lira wrenches her eyes away from the sight of Thatch throwing himself on the ground in an attempt to tackle a sliding spinning pitcher while simultaneously shouting: "Stop! Stop! Stop!" Under...

Part the Twenty-Fifth In which: the party fights fire with… well, it’s not fire. Thatch feels just a little silly standing in a burning hallway holding a little fan. He carefully opens it. It's lacy. Thatch feels just a little sillier. Tentatively, the 6'7" 300lb fighter wiggles the fan in...

Part the Twenty-Fourth Meanwhile… Anvil quickly decides that the greenhouse itself is a lost cause. On the other side of the wall joining it to the alchemy building are two classrooms, with a corridor between. Diagonally adjoining the north classroom is the alchemy vault. Anvil positions...

Coming late to the party, but thought I'd add my bit. I think one key thing to remember about world intro exposition is that your readers need to know much less right off the bat than your players do. For example, our game takes place in a homebrew setting with a couple of distinctive quirks...

Speaking of magical widgets used to fight fires... Part the Twenty-Third: In which: Reyu acquires magical cookware, and Thatch, a fashion accessory. Reyu, Dennis, and Thatch follow close behind Professor Alexandra as she runs across campus to the artificy building. The North side of the...

Part the Twenty-Second: In which: the roof (among other things) is on fire. As it becomes apparent that everyone in the North Dormitory is either out or dead, Anvil begins shouting to the bucket brigade to re-direct its efforts. Before he can get the line to shift, Professor Alexandra is at...

Sorry about the delay in posting this update. I'm on the road. Still, look for a series of short, but frequest posts over the next week or so. Part the Twenty-first In which: the party attempts a rescue. Annika’s door shudders on its hinges, the beast lets out a blood-chilling howl and...

Ahem. Unless you are referring to our shadowy onyx-acquiring conspiracy, that would be bastard, singular. I just write this stuff down. :p Oh, and speaking of writing stuff down, to give Anvil his full second-level props, it probably took more than one hit to take him out. The darn...

Part the Twentieth In which: *sigh* smoke, shadowbeasts… you were expecting? Lira and Anvil both see the elf fall. Almost at the same moment, Anvil sees Essela's eyes go wide as the Allirian ranger plunges his short sword into her gut. She coughs once, spraying blood across her attacker’s...

Part the Nineteenth In which: Lira makes a new “friend.” (Note: what follows is probably one of the most Lira-centric portions of the story to date. Frankly, it’s what I was paying attention to at the time. If other players feel their worthy deeds did not receive due honor in this chronicle...