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8 yrs ago
Current Back ... not back ... not sure, but I’m itching for an adventure
10 yrs ago
A moment of silence, for our princess has returned to the force.
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10 yrs ago
Sometimes, shit just burns ....
10 yrs ago
Crunch time on wedding preparations. If my presence is spotty, this is most likely why.
10 yrs ago
So I just got my last Christmas gift - EXPLODING KITTENS!
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Nothing! But Waeldeshore lasted a good while :)

Mother of Dragons!!!

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no no half assing :p

but take this as a lesson - there is a reason why I had you all listing skills. a few reasons actually. These demons can be defeated, but they will be a challenge, for everyone. And we'll need EVERYONE fighting, and fighting smart in order to come out of this victorious! The tavern may not have fire insurance, but the guards are working hard to keep everyone safe and throw out the fires as they can to keep the damage to the town to a minimum. Guards are all over. But use those skills and beat them down. huzzah!

We have mages, tanks, scouts .... hmm, if only we had archers :p hehe

@Plecy @Ryciera @Strafe just waiting on your posts :) keep me updated if you're busy. I do completely understand, but let me know :)

I'm so excited for all of this *jumps around like she's 12*
I hope my gm'ing is not lagging behind too much :p but the guards have finally showed!!! yay, everyone do a happy dance :p
Emergency whistles blew, guards marched in from every direction. Orders were shouted "Get back in your houses, everyone get back to safety!" Panic ensued, people swarmed the streets as black smoke choked the skies.

They had their orders! Keep the peace and somehow find a way to get rid of the threat. "Gods help us" Davik muttered as his guards fell into line.

"It took out the Ugly Mug, Captain - but it looks like there's a group of civilians trying to fight it" someone reported. "Take a group and secure the docks, we don't want enemy reinforcements of any kind. Rockfort, I want you and your men to help the wounded and get everyone out of that area and to safety. Everyone else, you're with me. We're going to lend these guys some help and drive whatever this is straight back to hell!" Davik shouted. "Yes Sir!" everyone chimed in.

They were only a handful, maybe 8 or 10 men that had accompanied Davik Mitchell, the Captain of the Guard. But he hoped it would be enough. He had lost a few of his soldiers over the last month with these random attacks, so their numbers were already ragged. "No more! No more innocent deaths because of you!" he growled under his breath as he and his men entered the scene.

Flames hungrily licked the building and everything in it. Devouring those who couldn’t get out in time, along with the charming tables and chairs, bar stools, anything that stood in its way. Chandeliers came crashing down, only adding to the fuel. The place was a mess and people were charging out from every opening they could.

Charlie, the bar owner scrambled through the mess, attempting to gather his personals, but stopping at almost everything he came across, nearly ready to take it all if he could. He wept as he glanced around the chaos that was once his home. It wasn’t the coziest of pubs, or even the friendliest. But it was his that he had built up from nothing but a whole in the wall. He put his sweat and tears into this place, every floorboard, the fine carvings in the wall boards, the stained glass that settled so nicely behind the bar. The time and money spent in gathering the finest quality ales and spirits … gone, all gone. “Damn feckin arse of a demon whore!” he shouted as he sifted through the ash and broken glass. He grumbled a slew of many other nasty words as he fumbled around, his language growing with his mood, which only grew darker as the condition of the tavern worsened.

It was becoming hard to breath, hard to see, even hard to hear over the roaring fire - but he heard them, the ones outside getting ready to charge the overbearing demon that had set the tavern aflame.

Davik paused for a moment as he saw a large scarred man attacking the demon's right side, trying to figure the best course of actions. Just then, flaming skeletons began pouring out from the tavern and attacking anyone near. Unleashing the broad sword from its scabbard, he shouted a gallant war cry and charged at the skeletons, motioning for his men to follow suit.
what kind of world would it be if things didn't get damaged? :p
I get sucked into fb and reading stuff while researching for other things ... ugg sorry lol but I am writing something up for the guards :D
hi there and welcome :)
I was going to write something with the guards, but absolutely, go right ahead :)@Ryciera
bored, tired, grumpy ... having one of those days ... where is everyone?! :p
Hi there and welcome :)
I do hope everyone is enjoying themselves! The story is starting to pick up and we've got our first action scene unfolding. I hope I'm doing an ok job here :/

If anyone has any questions or comments or complaints or rants, or just wants to say hi, send a pm :) I'm around. Since things are starting to pickup, and we had a drop out,

And now for a taste of things to come
Active Players
@Strafe as Jason and Maria
@notdeadyet as Xusin
@Elitestpotato as Edict
@Plecy as Joseph
@Ryciera as Piper
@The Fated Fallen as Tirarian
@Inertia as Cassius
@GreenHood as Marek
@IcePezz as Isabeau
@WanderingRebel as Tobias and Katia
@FinnIsh as Wynn
And Team Evil being played by @ArenaSnow and @Elitestpotato
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