[Eberron] Beneath the Ice!

[Sorrow The Man Bear]

Norderil, pleased with himself after last night's linguistic endeavours, decides to stay with the wagon. He will ready his sling however, and to noone in particular says "My, but I am beginning to wish that I had in fact brought something somewhat more formidible than my current armament."

 

[Ferrix]

Floe gestures towards the leftmost structure, whatever it was, it was big. At Rigel's panic, the Uldra shoots a glare at the paranoid but then disregards her and moves forward with Mong to see if she can get a better look. She directs Like Snow Falling to pace slightly off to the right of them.

 

[RillianPA]

Balthazar will saunter along about 10 feet behind Floe and Mong. While he looks relaxed and unconcerned...magical energy begins to leak from his eyes and from around his hands, as he prepares to unleash his birthright.

 

[Mark Causey]

Unsure where to focus her energies, Rigel pays attention to the flank of the group, fearing a pincer type attack. She readies an action to charge any movement she sees from without her group.

 

[nonamazing]

Ah...

I'm sure you've all noticed by now that I haven't updated in quite a while. I kept putting it off and putting it off, and feeling guiltier and guiltier each day. And I've been wanting to try and explain myself, to apologize to everyone...

I don't really have any sort of excuse. I just haven't been able to write lately. I feel stupidly pretentious calling it writer's block, but that's essentially what it is.

So I'm calling the game to an end, and hoping that none of you will be too upset with me. This was my first foray into PbP gaming, and I think I just wasn't cut out for it. You all have my humblest apologies.

 

[Krug]

Sorry to hear that nonamazing. It was a great game and your writing is excellent. Hope it leads to something big in the future.

 

[Mark Causey]

I had fun. Thanks for the chance!