Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: Recycle
It's easier. I don't even have to sort in my city... well beyond 'this is trash' 'this is recycle' that is. Composts seem to need tending, and not sure what I would do with all that dirt anyway.
Diamonds or Pearls?
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 19:18:48.
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Topic: Season of the Witch
Subject: Hey look! A player post!
Thealora had been quiet this morning. Yesterday she had jabbered on with Eofara until they reached the campsite, curious and excited. Today she was jumpy and nervous, giving up on conversation when she realized how dry her mouth was. Every snapping of a twig around them made her hair stand on end and her heart skip a beat. She imagined more of those hideous creatures leaping out at her with bared teeth and foul breath ready to tear out her throat. Frowning she would finger the stains on her cloak. Only the day before it had been a beautiful pure white, now it bore the signs of her first combat. Flowers of Anora’s blood, streaks of dirt and tumbling crashes of grass told a story she did not care to remember across the cloth.
As they neared the ruins she let the bird’s song and the feeling that perhaps they were nearing the end of this journey start to calm her. Breathing came a little easier and a smile teased at the corners of her lips for the briefest moment. Any sensation of comfort shattered the moment she made eye contact with the blind spider rising up above them, however.
“Lady Mirros be merciful…” she whispered before letting her jaw drop in awe at the sight. There was something powerfully haunting about the eyeless spider. Even she could tell it did not really belong here.
Keeping her eyes on the arachnid as if it might animate itself and pounce her at any moment she muttered to Rose, “Tell me we don’t have to go in there. I don’t know if I can… I don’t know that we should…”
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 19:09:21.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: :)
Piping
((I've decorated too many cupcakes in the past few months))
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 19:06:53.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: :)
Zinfendel
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 18:00:28.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Guillotine
French
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 16:28:42.
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Topic: Loki in Belize
Subject: Your back!?
Already... wow... and you didn't get eaten by an Anaconda or some other such random creature? Way to go! Hope you had an awesome time, it sounded like you had tons of awesome stuff planned 
Glad to see you back.
M.
Posted on 2010-04-13 at 13:59:12.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Hurray for Darwin!
Evolution.
Posted on 2010-04-10 at 23:02:04.
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Topic: Stupidest game-related utterances
Subject: Adding to this...
Was actually in here doing research for the Newsletter (shameless plug here) and felt I should add some of my own. I was playing in this evil campaign with some friends and it got so crazy (thanks to my crazy friends and some liquor) I actually pulled up word during the session and started writing down what was being said. Some of the quotes don't make sense out of context... and some are simply down right inappropriate for this venue but I'll share some of the more PG, general zaniness here:
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“I think alignment should be rated on a curve… so I should keep my alignment” Dustin
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“Him falling out of a window did half the damage that I did stabbing him with my trident!” Samantha after attacking Dustin's character who had disguised himself as someone else.
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We were in a meeting with the Neverwinter Nine:
“Wait how many of them are there?” Mark
“Of the Nine?” Tyler DM, confused
“I don’t know, might be 8. Might be more, just a hunch…” Kohnen and the DM nearly falls out of his chair laughing.
“Way to go Kohnen… you broke Tyler” Dustin
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"If I rerolled as a Bard… can I use Bard Knowledge to metagame?” Dustin
“I’ve never been asked that… that’s like praying to your diety… ‘what are you doing?’ ‘I’m going to kill you…’ ‘Psstt… we are going to die.’ …. I’ll think about it.” Tyler, DM
And then later that night...
"I rolled a natural 20 on my Bard Knowledge for Metagame!” Dustin
“You’re not a bard!” Tyler
“I rolled a natural 20!”
“You’re not a bard! You’re not a bard! You’re NOT A BARD!”
He wasn't a bard.
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“Would you like to have a drink with me?” Mark
“No…” NPC
“I’m good looking” Mark points to CHA, “I’m good looking for a cat.”
“Give me a lock of hair, and I’ll go with you for a drink.”
“Sure”
“She gets a BIG bonus to scry…” Kohnen
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This is why you should read the Monster Manual
“Can we get a manticore?” Dustin
“A manic whore?” Samantha
“No… we already have one of those.” Dustin
“Then what is a manticore?” Samantha
“A flying creature that spits spikes out of its tail” Dustin
“Ohh… that doesn’t sound nearly as entertaining as a manic whore…” Samantha
“True! Can we buy some manic whores? We’ll just ride those into town.” Dustin
The DM said no to both.
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We need to start that game up again...
M.
Posted on 2010-04-10 at 22:25:49.
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Topic: RDInnsider - May - Reporting for Duty!
Subject: RDInnsider - May - Coming Soon!
Well my fellow Innmates!
Soon it will be time for us to unleash the May edition of the RDInnsider.
I am writing this to you because I am hoping to see some submissions from you glorious people.
Primarily I am looking for submissions for the Creative Corner. This can be artwork, poetry, prose... or anything else you think is creative
I could also use some 'Classified' ads if you can think of any.
And there is potentially an open space for an article, so if you have one (or a subject you would like to see brought up) please let me know.
Thanks a whole bunch!
M.
p.s. If you missed the last edition and/or need some examples to get your juices flowing here is the link to March's edition:
Posted on 2010-04-10 at 17:01:36.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Details details...
Students do not die during training. Prof. O'Leary can be a stickler for rules at times but she will simply not allow students to stop paying tuition due to death. 
That would be something most of you would know.
There are 'medics' available on an as needed basis, provided by the school. Although that does not give you free reign to go crazy and kamakazi or anything... 
And I guess I should also note that the medic will likely remove the player from the training field... so there is no 'I get healed and then make an attack.' It would be more like 'I get carried off the field on a stretcher, healed and then sent back two rounds later (if at all)' if the healing comes via a medic.
Think of them as Civil War era field doctors... not regular D&D healers
M.
Posted on 2010-04-07 at 00:59:13.
Edited on 2010-04-07 at 01:05:34 by Merideth
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Topic: Save The Princess, Save The Wyrm
Subject: 'Friend is a four letter word...'
She ticked her eyes to him and nodded slightly. "Friend... Well... at any rate. I'm not going to run off. No matter how much this place bothers me. The red light, the silence, the way everything we run into turns insane or into piles of slime... we have to get into that building. But it is a fortress. I don't suppose you happen to have a dragon in your pocket that we could use to crush the walls?"
((I really just want one of those 'Holes' from Roger Rabbit, I think it would come in handy here...))
Posted on 2010-04-06 at 13:29:31.
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Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: Ohh!! Spidey!
I like spidey's! But for some reason I don't think Thea will. Then again I'm not sure would like anything save for a pastry. *shrug*
I will try to get up a post post-haste
M.
Posted on 2010-04-05 at 23:21:32.
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Topic: Save The Princess, Save The Wyrm
Subject: haha
Her brow rose and she tilted her head to the side slightly while she looked at him. For a moment her look was blank, then under her veil her mouth twitched into a slight smile.
"You would forgoe all the skirted delights Noctus is certain you would recieve if we manage to save the princess?"
Posted on 2010-04-05 at 23:14:30.
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Topic: Save The Princess, Save The Wyrm
Subject: Aside...
Ela simply nodded a little bit when it was pointed out that she was unharmed. Inwardly she knew that had nothing to do with her Sylvan blood but with the fact that she stayed out of the fray, attacking with small bolts from a distance while the rest dove in and fought with the creatures.
When the creatures disappeared into more streaks of oily residue in the grass she frowned and walked over sticking the tip of her boot into one of them. “I wish they would stop doing that… it is disconcerting to have something so awful simply vanish once it is done with you.”
As she was busy inspecting the oil her fellow adventurers made the mistake of freeing the hostage. Turning her head sharply as the woman began to leap about clumsily singing some ridiculous song about being a teapot. Her frown deepened and she set her green eyes at the house, watching it to see if the shouting was bringing down any further vile creatures that would no doubt fade to oil as well.
In her scan of the building her eye fell upon Crow, who with a single moment of eye contact asked her into the shadows with him. The others seemed to be getting the screaming woman under control again and so she nodded and moved to step into the darkness with Crow.
“Well what do you think Crow? This is a nice mess we have gotten ourselves into… thoughts on how to get out?” It was easier talking to just him than the whole group. They had spent so much time together before joining up with the others, and there was an easy understanding between them both, even if she suspected his feelings ran a bit deeper than hers when it came to their relationship.
Posted on 2010-04-05 at 16:52:49.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Wow!
So it looks like we are down to three players at the moment, but... such lovely RP you have going on between the three of you!
I'm impressed, very impressed indeed! I just hope I don't have to mop up blood in the kitchen here soon...
Keep up the good work. I know Steelight is desperatly waiting for you to show up in the woods, but this RP you guys have going on is making the delay worth it.
M.
Posted on 2010-04-05 at 13:32:07.
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Topic: Hi!
Subject: Hello Hello!
Well hello there indeed. Always glad to have fresh faces around here. Let us know if you need anything and have a good time looking around!
M.
Posted on 2010-04-04 at 23:45:38.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: :)
Glad to hear people are still excited.
Speaking of which... who do I still have with us? I know some people have kind of dropped off and I just want a small hail from those still around so I can update the members list and whatnot.
Also we might have a new member soon... Yay fresh blood! Er... I mean... Students... students.
M.
Posted on 2010-04-04 at 01:23:21.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Update
Well I managed to get the update in.
Everyone left at the school is currently scrubbing pots in the kitchen as punishment for not working as a single unit while dealing with the imp revolt. Meri has made the order that the next morning you are to report in the woods.
What will be there is unknown to any of you.
If you wish to write up your chars experiences in pot scrubbing and trying to sleep that night please do, however I want everyone's next post to end with them in the woods awaiting whatever is to come.
And please use this forum or PM's to perhaps get some coordination down. Part of what failed last time was that we had three players try to make their characters take leading roles and no one listened to the other people. Part of that was in character yes, but part of that also falls on the players heads. So... something for chars and players to work on. Situations cannot be accomplished without teamwork.
Further out of character notes... yes Steelight (the player) is wrapping up a new character who will take on a faculty role as he is more familiar with the 3.5 gaming system. That being said he is functional as a DM, and what he says goes. We will be working behind the scenes to make this work. If there are any concerns please let either (or both) of us know.
Again sorry for being so flighty... I shall try to be better (but won't make any promises in fear of them being broken).
M.
Posted on 2010-04-03 at 15:17:49.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: Moving Along
Professor O'Leary
RedWyrm Kitchen
Tuesday Afternoon - Week 1
The Professor had silently entered her chambers shortly after Zeph had settled himself and his wolf within them. For the next hour only deathly silence was heard from the door outside. Whatever transpired in that room during that time was between her and goblin, but the sour expression on both their faces when finally the door opened spoke of it not going as well as either of them would have liked. Zeph made it to the kitchen shortly there after and joined those already scrubbing at pots and pans.
Steelight was next to enter the directors office, and his stay there was not as ominously quiet. Instead his voice carried through the empty halls raised in defiance. After that it did not take long for the door to open and under her survelliance Steelight's feet carried him to his room, where a few minutes sufficed to gather his things, and then out the front door.
As the afternoon wore on she knew she had to say something to the rest of the students and shortly before their time in the kitchen was up she went to see them.
Standing in the doorway to the kitchen she said nothing at first, letting their eyes slowly draw from their work to the hardened lines of her face. When everyone put their attentions on her she spoke calmly but firmly again.
"Steelight decided he could no longer be a student here. It is a shame, but he knew the rules when he signed up for this school. You all know the rules. I want you all to start working better as a team... that is the only way you will graduate and the only way you will survive outside these walls. First thing tomorrow morning you will begin this mission. Report to the woods just beyond the East Wing, and be prepared to work together or I shall have more empty rooms to fill with students who can..."
And without waiting for questions or comments she turned on her heel and left them to finish scrubbing gruel.
Posted on 2010-04-03 at 15:09:57.
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Topic: Important News
Subject: Hey!
I was serious!
Ban the grammatically incorrect! You know how much of a headache I get having to edit it all for the newsletter. I mean seriously folks.
M.
Posted on 2010-04-01 at 20:16:49.
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Topic: Important News
Subject: Suggestion...
We should also ban members who cannot use the english language properly. As this is a text based site it is simply unacceptable to have members getting lazy with grammar, things need to be readable.
Correcting the Webmaster can also lead to banning. To paraphrase Caligula, the Webmaster is god, god is the webmaster, ergo, I'm infallible. - Alacrity
Posted on 2010-04-01 at 14:09:26.
Edited on 2010-04-01 at 14:47:52 by Alacrity
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Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: Still here I promise
I know I've been a bit flighty recently and that might continue... but I am still going to try and keep up with this just to let everyone know...
Not going to let this die because of me... just might be a bit slow. Thanks all!
M.
Posted on 2010-03-30 at 02:11:45.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Update?
Yes I know I promised it this weekend and then went a little AWOL on you...
Life went and got complicated.
I will try to get something up as soon as I can.
Also to let you know Steelight's character (Steelight) is going to be expelled from the school for his actions. And Steelight (the player) will be coming in with a new character who will be taking over most of the combat 'training' in the very near future.
Also I am keeping the rest of what happened in the Directors office with Zeph to myself for the moment, if Sheild Wolf wishes to disclose what happened in or out of character that is up to him... he will still be attending the school, however.
Thank you (again) for bearing with me... I'll get you moving as soon as I can I promise.
M.
Posted on 2010-03-30 at 02:10:04.
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Topic: Save the Princess Q and A
Subject: Meri bad
I know I've been silent on this game for a bit... I appologize... I can likely come up with a whole sled full of excuses but... let it suffice to say I am sorry.
I will try to get something done here in the next few days... things are just a might bit nutty right now though on the home front so I will refrain from giving myself a deadline.
M.
Posted on 2010-03-30 at 02:06:32.
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Topic: The Fates of Fortune
Subject: To Sleep... Perchance to Dream
“Make me…” her moan challenged against his lips.
And he lived up to that challenge, unleashing his raw passion against her until he coaxed his name off her lips. It rebounded off the walls of the crypt in a sweet chorus while their bodies and souls again melted together.
Finally the crashing tidal waves of their passions tossed them spent upon the sarcophagus.
“What… what was that… you were… saying… about the Imperial… Imperial Highway?” Cay whispered in heavy breaths from the warm enclosure of Nyx’s arms.
“I’m sure… I don’t remember… now…” his heavy breath returned against what was left of her ears.
“Sorry…” she laughed lightly. “Just couldn’t help myself. Do you think you will remember in the morning? I’m afraid you have worn me out…”
The kiss he rested against her ear sent a tingle down her spine, “Then sleep Cay, we will begin working out the details of your first kill tomorrow… mela en’caiamin quell kaima…”
Nodding out a yawn she began to do just that. Vaguely she was aware of him shifting under her, pulling a discarded cloak up over them. His fingers ran through her hair and she knew he was not sleeping but simply watching over her while she drifted.
Bloody elves and their trances… she thought with a smile. My bloody elf though…
Musings on how simple this had become the moment she had accepted it into the scarred remains of her heart carried her into the darkness of sleep. The darkness kept her wrapped in a blanket of dreamless bliss until the first grey fingers of dawn were teasing at the sky. Only then did she shift against her elf, an unconscious attempt to stop the voice that pierced through her sleep.
Kill him! The voice of Death had commanded over the screams.
It was a familiar dream, and she felt only the normal discomfort the memory brought back to her with it. The bluish white frame of the elf writhed on the ground screaming at her feet. The black of his blood in the moonlight ran streaks across his body as it seeped from the side of his head. Somewhere in the grass what was left of ear would be sitting, but she still could not find it.
Kill him… the voice repeated with a purr.
She turned her eyes to the sky, searching out the stars, or the moon that cast its unearthly glow upon her and the elf who still screamed. The sky was dark, though, a cloak of shadows that offered no hope.
He deserves it for what he has done. Kill him. Stop his weak screaming and cut off the pleas for mercy that come from him. Severe his thread, Cayrimsa… become MY mistress…
She considered it. He did deserve it. She could end the screaming that echoed through her brain and sit in silence, spreading her body before the darkness of the sky and submit to the voice that coaxed her. While she thought about it a black dagger with a red ruby buried in the hilt appeared in her hands.
“Such a beautiful weapon… you should be honored to be sent to the underworld by such a work of art…” She grinned as she turned and descended upon the man in the grass.
The blade disappeared into the soft pale flesh. Blood welled up around the hilt and the screams rose in the night around her. Hands reached up to stop her from attacking again and in the scream words were heard.
“Please… don’t… don’t do this… please…” Shaking her head she crawled over the body and pinned the wrists down to its sides with her knees. Bathed in blood and moonlight she rose above the elven figure, taking control of him with a delighted ecstasy.
“Stop screaming!” She commanded then as she yanked the blade from the body. Blood flew off the blade as she did, arching in the air and splashing across the grass. With every pounding beat of her heart she brought the blade down again, and again. Vaguely she heard the bones crushing, the organs collapsing and filling with blood as she kept stabbing at the man below her. A familiar heat rose up from her loins as she slickened with the dark blood and felt the life begin to fade from her victim.
The screams died down to muffled gasps, “elen.. en… cormamin…”
Over them, starting low and quiet, though, a laugh had begun. Delighted cackling that grew as the gasps stretch further apart, and then erupted loudly in her mind when they stopped.
“Now? Might I be Death’s Mistress now?” she whispered in the dark to the voice.
Take a look and see my pet…
Grinning with satisfaction she stopped her assault and let her amber eyes rove over her accomplishment. The deep wounds still bleeding in the chest gave way to the twisted face of the man she had killed. His eyes were still open and stared at her, two dull yellow moons.
“No…” she whispered over the body and started to tremble. Her eyes lowered and she looked down at her blood stained fingers, holding Nyx’s blade in their grip. Her hand ran out of focus as she gazed at the gaping wounds she had caused, as she looked at the bloody fingerprints his fingers had dug into her calves while he struggled for his life.
“No… no no no…” she repeated as the blade dropped from her fingers and onto the body of its owner. Leaning over she sought out the face of the man she loved, pulling him up off the damp grass and into her arms. Her pleas stopped as she brought her lips to his and found that the breath of his soul no longer lingered upon them.
“Oh… Nyx… please, please come back!” Still sitting in his lap she pulled him fully against her, cradling his head against her breast as she curled her body around his and screamed into the empty sky.
“What have you made me do!?”
I made you do nothing… you wanted to do it Cayrimsa… Prien cooed and let his words sooth her bleeding soul like salt.
“NOOOOOOOO!”
The stillness of the coming dawn was shattered as she bolted up, the last cry that had been wrenched from her soul still bitter upon her lips. Desperately she searched in the dark for Nyx, finding only discarded clothing at first her heart kept thrashing in her chest.
“Nyx…” A strangled cry in the dark called to him, followed by a relieved gasp as she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her chilled and clammy curves up against the familiar scarred warmth of his body. Fingers ran along his chest, pleased to find it whole and unbleeding. She brought her ear to his heart and let its reassuring beats calm her, ignoring his questions.
Posted on 2010-03-27 at 17:45:56.
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What game do you own the 
Return to Charadun - Q&A
The Morphing Game
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