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Cog is transferring the game to Plothook.Net. I suggest sending him a PM on the WotC boards, because I can't find the damned thread. You'll need to make a profile with your CHARACTER'S NAME on Plothook. See ya there.

Cog is finding somewhere else to host this...again. Thoughts at the moment point to Plothook.net - and you guys should check out that site anyway, 'cause it's AWESOME. Incidentally, I've been spending a lot of time reading the SRD - and, well, a thought has latched onto my mind and refuses to...

I forgot to tell ya'll that Cog is having trouble logging in. Erm...surprise?

The elf looks with regret at Es as the girl takes the knife, unable to stop her friend in either a physical or moral sense. When the soldiers tramp in, she turns to them and does what she does best - get over her problems with energy and zeal. "What the hell are you standing around for?" Endeca...

Endeca's hand grasps her friend's shoulder firmly without trying to move the young girl, in a gesture to halt her friend. "Es," she says pleadingly, "don't take it. I don't trust this. Let Irthos keep the knife. It can't hurt to let him."

The elf looks confused, conflicted at Es's words, but seizes on her first insticnt - she hugs her friend tight. "It's okay. You did the right thing. On your own, you aren't much help against a fire. But with your friends, you're strong. It'll be okay now. But we gotta move fast or more people...

Wait, we had an extra 10,000 to spend on crafting? Huh? Snap. Ah well, I'll just leave it be.

Alright, let's get this done, shall we? Once the elf hears Es's voice, it's only a matter of time before she's sprinting up to find her friend, unable to match Es's sheer speed but more than capable of taking reckless shortcuts that most people would consider insane - Endeca knows better. They...

Aww. Can I at least try to claim spots in the sequels? And by the way - there IS no balancing Chaos Dimension. You just sit back and let it happen. Let me describe this to you - it take five rounds to cast the spell. On the first round, an Earth effect happens. The next round is Air, then Fire...

It's less the balancing and more that I know..erm, NONE of the rules on spell research in-game. I can design spells all day long, but I don't know how Endeca does it IN GAME (all I know is that there's a definite process). As to actually balancing the spells, I can do that. It's Chaos Magic...

I should hope not - Endeca is one of those characters that makes munchkins cry when I explain the concept. She's not meant to be powerful - she's meant to be HER. Incidentally, she'll be creating more Chaos spells later (she'll never qualify for Wild Mage, so she'll one-up the buggers), so I'm...

Just because I haven't posted doesn't mean I'm not here, damn it! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HAS BEEN GOING ON IN MY LIFE? Sorry. Pointless question. But I've been having some stuff go down and you guys did NOT want to be near me right then. But I'm back now, and I'll get to posting as soon as I...

Umm...wait, Es is in the citadel? So Irthos couldn't have heard her yelling, and neither could Endeca. And Ink, Endeca sent Es a message spell. Did you catch that part? I sense the need for edits in our near future...

"ES! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!" Endeca's shouts ring through the area as she walks, looking about haphazardly. She's not very good at this, but it is to her credit that she tries nonetheless. "ES! HEY ES, WHERE ARE YOU? Wait, why the hell am I yelling?" She moves her hands in quick...

Yeah, Endeca hasn't used or bothered to tell anyone about her Rod of Wonder or her Chaos Warp. It isn't that it was a secret, it's that no one ever asked. She's just been very random up until now. "I can't believe I haven't shown this to you guys yet..maybe I'll get to use it! You'll love this...

Endeca wipes the nervous tears from her face. "A-alright. B-but I'm out of magic. I can't do anything if we're attacked unless I.." Her face brightens a little, followed by a mischevious smile. "That's right. You guys don't know about that one. Alright, we're good. Let's move." She stands...

OMFG! IIIIIIIIINK! *Glomps Ink* Well, Endeca Gets the :):):):) kicked out of her by a wight claiming to work for Mem. Ithros' cohort (I forget his name at the moment) is knocking on Mem's door. Endeca is scared, sad, and is blaming herself for a lot of things right now. The Temple of Pelor is...

Umm...check out my siggy while we wait?

Bada-:bump:. How's the new thread coming along?

The death of this campaign, I do sense. Sad it is, when a campaign must die. Start over, shall we?