Menu
News
All News
Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
Pathfinder
Starfinder
Warhammer
2d20 System
Year Zero Engine
Industry News
Reviews
Dragon Reflections
Columns
Weekly Digests
Weekly News Digest
Freebies, Sales & Bundles
RPG Print News
RPG Crowdfunding News
Game Content
ENterplanetary DimENsions
Mythological Figures
Opinion
Worlds of Design
Peregrine's Next
RPG Evolution
Other Columns
From the Freelancing Frontline
Monster ENcyclopedia
WotC/TSR Alumni Look Back
4 Hours w/RSD (Ryan Dancey)
The Road to 3E (Jonathan Tweet)
Greenwood's Realms (Ed Greenwood)
Drawmij's TSR (Jim Ward)
Community
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Resources
Wiki
Pages
Latest activity
Media
New media
New comments
Search media
Downloads
Latest reviews
Search resources
EN Publishing
Store
EN5ider
Adventures in ZEITGEIST
Awfully Cheerful Engine
What's OLD is NEW
Judge Dredd & The Worlds Of 2000AD
War of the Burning Sky
Level Up: Advanced 5E
Events & Releases
Upcoming Events
Private Events
Featured Events
Socials!
Twitch
YouTube
Facebook (EN Publishing)
Facebook (EN World)
Twitter
Instagram
TikTok
Podcast
Features
Top 5 RPGs Compiled Charts 2004-Present
Adventure Game Industry Market Research Summary (RPGs) V1.0
Ryan Dancey: Acquiring TSR
Q&A With Gary Gygax
D&D Rules FAQs
TSR, WotC, & Paizo: A Comparative History
D&D Pronunciation Guide
Million Dollar TTRPG Kickstarters
Tabletop RPG Podcast Hall of Fame
Eric Noah's Unofficial D&D 3rd Edition News
D&D in the Mainstream
D&D & RPG History
About Morrus
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Community
Playing the Game
Story Hour
"Revenge, Renewal and the Promise of a New Year" (Boot Hill/D&D)
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="Silver Moon" data-source="post: 1868714" data-attributes="member: 8530"><p><strong>Interlude Two: “A Veranda in South Carolina”</strong></p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, approximately 1,900 miles due east of Promise City…..Beauregard Aloysius Dodge sat on the veranda of the main house of his family plantation. Miriam, one of the older ogresses working the plantation, brought him his morning glass of scotch and water, light on the water. He reclined back in the wicker chair and looked out upon the fields of his South Carolina family home. It had been in the Dodge family for eight generations and his would be the last unless he ever got around to first finding a woman who could put up with his bad habits and then fathering a legitimate child. </p><p></p><p>The workers were out in the fields preparing them for the spring planting. There was barely enough money left to purchase the seed and supplies for the planting but little things like that seldom concerned Dodge. He left the matters of finances and daily operation of the plantation to his overseer Jasper and focused his own thoughts on more weighty matters. Today he was thinking about titles. Most of his contemporaries had titles before their names and Dodge did not. </p><p></p><p>Many of the titles were ranks held at the end of the Civil War – Captain, Major, Colonel and in one case, General. Dodge was a veteran of the war, but while most soldiers advanced during their careers in the Confederate Army his had gone in the opposite direction. Due to his father’s influence he had begun the war with the rank of Major, but his inability to keep his mouth or fists shut quickly led to a steady string of demotions. General Lee himself had ruled on the final demotion, stripping him down to Private. They threatened to have his imprisoned if there were any further infractions but they never followed through on the threat, in part because every officer who had the misfortune of crossing paths with Dodge was too afraid of the consequences. </p><p></p><p>While many Confederate soldiers brought a personal slave with them into the war, Beauregard had brought four. His quartet of half-ogres were some of the meanest creatures ever to walk the earth and they swore their undying loyalty to Dodge. He in turn treated them like brothers, which was in fact what they were, having been sired by his father with several of the plantation slaves. Dodge had known that he would never be tossed into a Confederate prison due to fear of how his slaves would react as well as the fear of what Dodge would later do if any harm were to befall his servants while he was locked up. </p><p></p><p>Private Dodge also had the comfort of knowing that he served a unique job in the Army. He and his slaves had earned a reputation for being able to get a cannon and cannonballs anywhere the army needed it, even to the tops of the highest Appalachian Mountains. Most officers credited this to the exceptional strengths of him and his slaves. The truth was that even in this task he cheated, using magical levitation devices purchased from a New Orleans wizard to do the majority of the work. </p><p></p><p>Following the war Dodge returned to the Plantation where he made it his job to do did next to nothing, despite his father’s protests. His father was a respected Senator in the state legislature. The man had died of a heart attack five years ago while protesting the election of Rutherford B. Hayes to the United States Presidency when Samuel J. Tilden had actually won the popular vote. Beauregard realized that he could adopt for himself the title of Senator, since he had initially been appointed to finish out his father’s term. But he had only attended one legislative session and at that one he was requested to leave after he had initiated a fistfight on the Senate floor. The details of that incident were well known so he doubted that anyone would recognize that title. </p><p></p><p>He sat for another hour thinking about titles when Eldo, one of the many house servants who he himself had sired, interrupted his thoughts. “Master Beau, I was in town sir getting supplies. There was some mail for you sir,” the tall half-ogre stated and handed an envelope sealed in wax to the human. Dodge opened it up and read the paper inside and laughed. It was the offer for a very lucrative job, one that would make use of his unique talents. </p><p></p><p>He told Eldo “Looks like we’re going on a trip. Go fetch Darrold, Travis and Jabby, tell them to start packing. Let Jasper know that he’ll have to run things without me for a while.” “Where are we going Master Beau?” the half-ogre asked. Dodge replied “A place known as the Arizona Territory. We got us some killing to do out there.”</p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 9px">End of Interlude</span></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Silver Moon, post: 1868714, member: 8530"] [B]Interlude Two: “A Veranda in South Carolina”[/B] Meanwhile, approximately 1,900 miles due east of Promise City…..Beauregard Aloysius Dodge sat on the veranda of the main house of his family plantation. Miriam, one of the older ogresses working the plantation, brought him his morning glass of scotch and water, light on the water. He reclined back in the wicker chair and looked out upon the fields of his South Carolina family home. It had been in the Dodge family for eight generations and his would be the last unless he ever got around to first finding a woman who could put up with his bad habits and then fathering a legitimate child. The workers were out in the fields preparing them for the spring planting. There was barely enough money left to purchase the seed and supplies for the planting but little things like that seldom concerned Dodge. He left the matters of finances and daily operation of the plantation to his overseer Jasper and focused his own thoughts on more weighty matters. Today he was thinking about titles. Most of his contemporaries had titles before their names and Dodge did not. Many of the titles were ranks held at the end of the Civil War – Captain, Major, Colonel and in one case, General. Dodge was a veteran of the war, but while most soldiers advanced during their careers in the Confederate Army his had gone in the opposite direction. Due to his father’s influence he had begun the war with the rank of Major, but his inability to keep his mouth or fists shut quickly led to a steady string of demotions. General Lee himself had ruled on the final demotion, stripping him down to Private. They threatened to have his imprisoned if there were any further infractions but they never followed through on the threat, in part because every officer who had the misfortune of crossing paths with Dodge was too afraid of the consequences. While many Confederate soldiers brought a personal slave with them into the war, Beauregard had brought four. His quartet of half-ogres were some of the meanest creatures ever to walk the earth and they swore their undying loyalty to Dodge. He in turn treated them like brothers, which was in fact what they were, having been sired by his father with several of the plantation slaves. Dodge had known that he would never be tossed into a Confederate prison due to fear of how his slaves would react as well as the fear of what Dodge would later do if any harm were to befall his servants while he was locked up. Private Dodge also had the comfort of knowing that he served a unique job in the Army. He and his slaves had earned a reputation for being able to get a cannon and cannonballs anywhere the army needed it, even to the tops of the highest Appalachian Mountains. Most officers credited this to the exceptional strengths of him and his slaves. The truth was that even in this task he cheated, using magical levitation devices purchased from a New Orleans wizard to do the majority of the work. Following the war Dodge returned to the Plantation where he made it his job to do did next to nothing, despite his father’s protests. His father was a respected Senator in the state legislature. The man had died of a heart attack five years ago while protesting the election of Rutherford B. Hayes to the United States Presidency when Samuel J. Tilden had actually won the popular vote. Beauregard realized that he could adopt for himself the title of Senator, since he had initially been appointed to finish out his father’s term. But he had only attended one legislative session and at that one he was requested to leave after he had initiated a fistfight on the Senate floor. The details of that incident were well known so he doubted that anyone would recognize that title. He sat for another hour thinking about titles when Eldo, one of the many house servants who he himself had sired, interrupted his thoughts. “Master Beau, I was in town sir getting supplies. There was some mail for you sir,” the tall half-ogre stated and handed an envelope sealed in wax to the human. Dodge opened it up and read the paper inside and laughed. It was the offer for a very lucrative job, one that would make use of his unique talents. He told Eldo “Looks like we’re going on a trip. Go fetch Darrold, Travis and Jabby, tell them to start packing. Let Jasper know that he’ll have to run things without me for a while.” “Where are we going Master Beau?” the half-ogre asked. Dodge replied “A place known as the Arizona Territory. We got us some killing to do out there.” [B][SIZE=1]End of Interlude[/SIZE][/B] [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Community
Playing the Game
Story Hour
"Revenge, Renewal and the Promise of a New Year" (Boot Hill/D&D)
Top