Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Short and Sweet
But cutting into the action.
What I will need from everyone at this point is your plan. Evaluate the situation and then let me know what you are going to do. If you are going to go for one of the doors I need to know not only how you intend on getting through the protestestors but also what door you are going for.
Have fun!
M.
Posted on 2010-03-10 at 02:57:08.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: The Revolt!
The Armoury
Week 1: Tuesday Morning
The doors of the Armoury, while thrown open, were blocked by a crowd of imps. Their squat forms moved constantly in a throng back and forth before the doors. In their short grubby little fingers they held wooden poles that ended in placards above their squashed little faces:
‘Oppression No Longer!’
‘Harmonized Socks!’
‘Long Respites!’
‘Slumberous Night Conditions’
‘Inaudible Zone!’
‘Butterflies’
‘Qualitative Compensations!’
Read some of them, and the others followed along the same line of chaotic vocabulary terms.
Beyond this group of protestors the foyer to the Armoury, and the disastrous state it was in, could be seen by the group of student adventurers. Billows of steam roiled across the floor carrying damp bits of confetti in their wake. The three doors that led off the foyer were all closed.
Posted on 2010-03-10 at 02:53:59.
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Topic: Season of the Witch Q/A
Subject: What!!!??
M.
Posted on 2010-03-09 at 04:39:54.
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Topic: Save The Princess, Save The Wyrm
Subject: Ela's Move
Peter was down, but she had faith that when someone was down like that the others would swarm in and take their assailant off them quickly enough. When that happened usually the assailant would be covered like a pot honey with ants in the height of summer. There would be no sense in her attempting to weasle an arrow in through all that.
Instead she turned her attentions on the creature attacked Brandr. He already looked wounded and Brandr could use some help.
She pulled an arrow into her bow and steadied her arm as she followed the creature with the point of the arrow, waiting for just the right opportunity and then let the sliver of death fly through the air.
Posted on 2010-03-08 at 00:27:14.
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Topic: Save the Princess Q and A
Subject: Hehe
I see we are using the ol' 'Cloak & Dagger' technique. Very nice.
M.
Posted on 2010-03-08 at 00:22:29.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Well, I think...
That perhaps you should decide how to handle this imp situation after:
a) you have actually seen what is occuring; and
b) your characters have perhaps run your idea by the Professor to see if it is appropriate...
Also if you are an older student and want a clearer idea on what you would know about previous encounters like this, a PM to the DM is always a good avenue. 
Glad to see you are enthused about the whole thing though.
If you have any questions for the Professor I will try to get them answered, and if not (as I said) I will post up a more detailed description come Wednesday of what you will see when you arrive at the Armoury. 
M.
Posted on 2010-03-07 at 16:12:53.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Tuesday!
Well I got four lovely dream sequences. They almost make up for those who didn't post... 
Well... at any rate. I've moved us into Tuesday morning. I will plan on posting up more of the 'revolt' Wednesday, but please feel free to work on some RP until then.
M.
Posted on 2010-03-07 at 04:50:58.
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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: A challenge...
Professor O'Leary
Director's Office & Large Auditorium
Week 1: Tuesday Morning
It was early, but Merideth had already been awake for several hours. Outside gray light draped over the campus, threatening rain later in the day. For now though it held off, leaving the skies dark and pregnant.
She sipped her coffee and looked over at the young man seated before her. He was a day late. Promptness was something she found to be admirable and did not disguise her disappointment that he was not living up to her expectations thus far. Her nails rapped over the heavy wood of her desk. Today she sat behind it, not with the new student in one of the high backed chairs as she had done the day prior.
“I am sure you have some excuse as to why you did arrive yesterday with the other new students…” she began.
Kiirnon sat in the chair across the heavy wood desk, from the professor. He was still wearing his travelling gear, with his cloak hood pulled up and his scarf still covering most of his face. His jet black hair, with a few wisps of white, hung down obscuring most of the rest of his face. He was nervous and lowered his head, ashamed for making a bad first impression. When he spoke it was in a calm, husky voice.
"M'lady I apologize for my tardiness. Any excuse I can offer you would be just that, an excuse," he answered as he raised his head and the dim light reflected in his purplish eyes.
"The truth is I got a bit lost and ran into some difficulties along my travels here."
He reached up and pulled his hood from his head and removed his scarf, revealing his slate gray skin. "You see I am not really welcome many places and had to take a few detours," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair moving the loose strands from his face, and fully revealing the features of his drow heritage.
Merideth watched as the new student pulled back his hood and revealed to her his dark skin. She nodded as she listened to his explanation; even as she got distracted for a moment by the way he ran his hands through his hair.
I wonder what Eled would think of this one...
A smile tried to creep across her lips but she turned it down into a frown and tried to maintain the professional scowl she had worked hard over the years to develop.
"I arrived at the nearby Red Dragon Inn last evening. There I was finally welcomed somewhere. I got a decent meal, directions here, and a room. I set out here just after sunrise."
"No need to dramatize your heritage for me. I knew of it before you were even considered for this school. If it makes your life difficult that is for you to figure out, not me. You'll find that all of the students here have something about them, their blood, and their past that makes life difficult. I've found that those who are at peace with who they are become farmers not great adventurers.”
Kiirnon shifted a bit in the chair. He was a bit uncomfortable. This was alot different than his grandfather's lessons and punishments. As he was watching the professor before him he thought he saw a hint of a smile, but it was gone in the blink of an eye.
"I hope you enjoyed the food at the Inn for you will find the amenities not so great here. But they will be enough to keep you sustained. I will get one of the other students to show you around later.
"So long as this tardiness is a onetime occurrence I think you will do well here. Did you have questions for me before we get you into your first class?"
"It was not my intention to dramatize my heritage. I didn't think that you had already known. I guess I should have realized"
What she had said made sense to him. He had to find his own way to deal with his problems. A bit of confidence returned to him then as he spoke again.
"Part of my reason for accepting the invitation here was to find a place to fit in. Not entirely to be at peace, but to be accepted among those outside of my family.
"I must say the food at the Inn was good, but I wasn't expecting the same treatment here. I was kind of figuring on gruel and bread.
"I hope to redeem myself for my tardiness. If I am to receive a tour later, I assume I will get the ins and outs of the school then. Other than being on time, are there any pressing rules I should know now? What are my classes? Where am I to sleep?"
Kiirnon had many questions but he didn't want to push his luck. He figured he would have time to figure things out as the days went by.
She carefully eyed him while he spoke. Noting the surge of confidence he took on. Feigning disinterest though she let her gaze move to the full suit of armor by the door, and watched him only out of her periphery vision.
"I cannot promise you a place of acceptance beyond your family. That will be up to you.
"I am glad to hear that you find gruel and bread acceptable, for that is what we serve here. Sometimes with a maggot or two for added protein. Those who complain about that sleep in the unwashed pots. Those who don't complain... Well they sleep in the barn. I like my horse to have company.
"Classes... we try to find time to get a few classes in between your duties scrubbing the floors..."
Slowly she let her eyes refocus on him and smiled. "You'll have your own room in the dormitories. We have a variety of classes. There is combat training nearly every afternoon in preparation for our competition against another school. Other than that the classes change regularly so nothing becomes stagnant."
Kiirnon was a bit taken aback by the bit about sleeping in the barn. Then he saw the professor smile and his nervousness about being here at the school, and being away from everything he had known faded. He sensed that despite being harsh with him about the tardiness, this professor was a fair and pleasant person. He made a mental note to speak with her if he ever had any troubles.
Kiirnon noted she said that he would have a dorm room, and wondered about a roommate. He liked the thought of combat training. Then he thought about what kind of classes they had and how much he would be able to learn.
"I have two last questions. First, will I have a roommate? I don't really care, but was just curious. Second, what kind of rules do I need to follow while here? I don't want to get into any more trouble."
Kiirnon sat for a moment thinking... “I guess with that I am ready for whatever you have in store for me next."
“You’ll have a room to yourself. As for rules…” She smiles and shrugs, “you can carry your weapons with you, but I warn you against using them or magic against any of the fellow students outside of training. Show up to class on time, don’t complain about the food… and… oh you’ll figure it out. I’ve got a class to run, and you don’t want to be late.”
She rose and beckoned for him to follow her.
Thirty minutes later Kiiron and the other students sat in an auditorium, listening to Merideth drone on.
“… and so I think you will see the necessity of properly assessing what environment you will adventuring in and planning your gear appropriately. No one wants to end up in the dessert without water or in a snowy mountain range without plenty of furs. Now… if you will stay with me a bit longer I would like to go over the differences between armor types and how…”
The door to the auditorium opened and a young woman came stumbling into the room. “Professor O’leary!” She interrupted, throwing her hands up into the air.
Merideth propped her hand on her doe skin covered him and stared at her expectantly.
“It’s the imps Professor! They’ve revolted! It is terrible! The vault is in chaos! None of the fate rollers are working… the dwarven name generator is spitting out confetti covered in Christian Biblical names, and all of the Trek characters have started creating taverns and are getting drunk on mulled wine!”
The bright blue eyes of the professor turn and glimmer as she looks over her students, and grinned, “Up for the challenge?”
Posted on 2010-03-07 at 04:38:39.
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Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: With help from the family...
HBO's Rome...
I feed it a trophy, a blue ribbon and a milkshake.
Posted on 2010-03-07 at 00:55:33.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Because Moors always have one
Ghost
Posted on 2010-03-07 at 00:51:04.
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Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: LOL
Are you that desperate for applauds dear?
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:47:07.
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Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: For Everyone's Convience
(So no one will say they couldn't find it )
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:38:00.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: :)
Space
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:36:35.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: 'If Cartoons were for adults they would put them on prime time...'
Simpsons
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 22:44:04.
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Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Why...
Thank you very much 
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 20:09:57.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: To prevent a mobius strip situation:
Zaniness!
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 14:49:01.
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Topic: Hello all!
Subject: Welcome!
Ah... another free form chatter. That's how I started into all this craziness myself.
Don't be too afraid of the rules based stuff. Most of the DM's can walk you through anything and I've found that in the forum setting the rules are not as all encompasing as they are in a more 'tabletop' setting.
Um... the normal warnings... don't get caught feeding the Grugg. Check out the March Newsletter if you want to know why (end shameless plug by the editor for the Newsletter). Also here is a hanky for when Eol finds you, keep it handy.
If you need anything let us know. Names in purple or red are staff members, but the guys in blue are very nice and helpful too.
Welcome welcome!
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 03:04:42.
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Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Although...
It should be noted I will applaud anyone who posts here saying they at least downloaded it!
Free applauds!
God... now I'm bribing people. 
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 02:49:14.
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Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Sure!
Just don't tell me.
I already know I was one of those downloads. And a random guy I work with is another. So... yeah... not alot of response from my target audience yet... *shrug*
M.
Posted on 2010-03-06 at 02:47:30.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Big Grin Red
Merideth
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 18:56:30.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: LOL
Profanity
You don't know Cay & Nyx? 
Fates of Fortune
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 16:11:04.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: la la la
^ Zook
> Yook
V Lorax
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 16:08:54.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: You've corrupted me...
Nyx/Cay
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 15:42:15.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: A Purple Unicorn
^ Wired
> Twisted
V Bent
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 15:41:33.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: hmmm
Hallmark
Posted on 2010-03-05 at 14:51:02.
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