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A decade late and a few (a whole bag actually of) expectations short

Not so much of an introduction as a returning. Some of you might know or remember me. I was so new when I landed here and full of expectations of amazing games and adventures. Instead, what I got was a lot of unfulfilled expectations and disappointment. I tried a couple other pbp forums with much the same results. Until I realized that, no, I'm not insane for trying the same thing in different places and expecting the same results. This was just how it was on all pbp forums. Mostly unmet expectations and disappointment with a silver lining here and there to make it all worth while.

So, now that I'm a decade late and a whole bag of expectations short, I said to myself, why not return. I had some fun times here, despite the disappointments. And now that I'm older and... ahem... wiser, I can better manage my expectations

So here I am.

I can't remember what I said in my intro back in the day. And probably a few things have changed. I've learned things about myself and my tastes.

I still prefer the Advanced Roleplay section as I enjoy the art of writing. I still prefer sci-fi to fantasy, but make exceptions for urban fantasy, steampunk and low/grimdark fantasy. I enjoy system play, with some of my favorites being Cypher, Mothership, CoC. And I've also had some experience in GMing. So I have that in my portfolio as well. I did find out I'm utterly shit at 1-on-1s, so I won't be doing any of that here.

And that's about it for a re-entry. I plan on hanging around for the time being and looking for some game that might catch my eye.

To any of my Sunday Group (I hope you know who you are and remember me ) friends, as well as all the rest of you whom I might have shared games with (if you are still around), I'd be happy to catch up and maybe even have a game together.

I've returned!

The Sunday Group

Hello friends, this will be a final goodbye. Thanks for the warm welcome and the fun times. Farewell.

Gaia Frontier (5e)

I believe it's time I said a final goodbye... My presence has been dwindling and I don't want to hold up any actions. Good luck to all remaining and have fun.

@Lucius CypherFeel free to have Shem get lost in the woods or something.

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Pyromania99@Rune_Alchemist Damn it, but I ship it!

The Sunday Group

@POOHEAD189I think someone will have to slap her around to rouse her or smelling salts if they wished to be more gentle

Gaia Frontier (5e)

Shem'et came to consciousness slowly. She was confused. Was she sleeping. She couldn't remember. The crafter sat up and felt things shimmy down and fall beside her. Shem lowered her gaze to see what it was and saw a piece of parchment, a small pouch and some herb. And suddenly it all came back to her. Master Chodok asking her to check on the situation with the mines. Bookie tasking her with finding iron sand, Barthem offering her gold for every pound of Greenwarish she could bring back to him. The pixie. The flummoxed orc.

Shem'et's head snapped up in time to see the orc rousing.

"Damn pixie. Must've hit us wif a sleep spell. Looks like she got away too. Ere's hoping she don't come back an try nuthin." The orc grumbled looking at the Greenwarish beside Shem.

The crafter cleared her throat. "Um... it would appear we've been had by that little puck indeed." She stood and quickly put herself in order. Grabbing the parchment she noticed something scribbled on the back. It was a quick note from Jarynth wishing her well and hoping they could meet again once they got back to town. The tabaxi chuckled softly. "Hope you are okay too, feather boy!" She muttered softly while retrieving the pouch she assumed Jarynth had left for her. Looking inside she realized it only had enough iron sand to lace the sides of the pouch. Not nearly the five pouches worth Bookie wanted. The colorful elf had also marked the spot where he'd found the stuff on her map.

"Right!" Shem'et dusted herself off, put the pouch in her back and focused on the orc. "Well, it would appear I have some more exploring to do. But why don't you take the Greenwarish I've collected and give it to Barthem instead." The tabaxi gathered the herb and offered it to the orc. "I really don't mind and you've suffered enough trying to find some for the merchant." Shem handed the orc the Greenwarish and picking up her stuff made to continue her task of drafting the map and finding the necessary amount of iron sand.

_{@Lucius Cypher}

The Sunday Group

@POOHEAD189Nice! But Malone is still unconscious She can't join you even if she wanted to.

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher It's why I asked. It's okay. I don't need to know

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Pyromania99 Damn! Someone scored! Or did she...

@Lucius Cypher Would you permit me a History check to see if Shem'et would know that butcher lady?

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher Very well, thanks. I'll have a post for you late today.