Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
It seemed like the fun choice.
EDIT: 
Posted on 2014-07-16 at 05:03:14.
Edited on 2014-07-16 at 05:04:54 by Schnozzle
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Topic: Welcome to the Dungeon
Subject: Henh.
Henh. The mongrel-man hunched along the corners and cracks of the little room, his nose close enough to the ground that he could have smelled an ant's trail. There was nothing here. Not even a crack between the stones big enough for a fingernail. It was appalling on some level he couldn't express. Henh. There had to be something to find.
"La Lalalalaa!" A singsong voice lifted the ratlike creature from his search. His black hair hung limp over his dark eye, but his golden one was sharp. It must have been delight that loosed her tongue, for she was looking at a key, dangling from the crystalline torch. As her gaze fell on the pedestal and its rings, his followed.
She barked a command at the dog, somehow missing the irony, before turning to address the kobold. "Look what we've discovered here little one. Might you read the celestial tongue?" She and the lizard twisted and turned the mechanism, but what the mongrel saw was hardly Celestial.
The words were in a language written before the first human scratched his name into the rough cave walls. They filled his stomach with a burn stronger than any liquor, and as he watched the wheels turn the words changed and flashed, diappeared then reappeared again. Some of the infernal text was upside down, some was backward. Some of it seemed inside out. His gaze remained unbroken for what felt like several minutes. The others must have felt it too.
A glimmer struck the corner of his eye. The key still dangled from the torch, and noone had moved to take it. The corner of his mouth twitched. He crouched again, searching around the base of the pedestal with a vigor, putting as much stone between pureblood and himself as this tiny world would allow.
Henh.
He looked up at the rings again, and beyond them the crystalline torch. Suddenly, he launched upward, springing from the pedestal and lunging for the dangling, flashing key.
Posted on 2014-07-16 at 04:48:41.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
I agree. Things are getting back to normal here now, I should be able to start posting again.
Posted on 2014-07-15 at 12:01:01.
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Topic: Introduction a La Axiomatic
Subject: ...
Hey Axio, welcome to the inn!
What you see here is a rather ordinary day at the inn, but I don't think of it as a ghost town. It is more like the internet was in the early days, when the forums were wild and free. It's slower than reddit, but I see that as a good thing.
Anyway, we're always happy to have a new member! Hope you enjoy your stay.
Posted on 2014-07-14 at 20:24:24.
Edited on 2014-07-14 at 20:25:08 by Schnozzle
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
Well mal did claim the chain but I ment to imply that he also took an even split of the gold. Actually said that was what I wanted in this thread.
Posted on 2014-07-13 at 21:31:23.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
I've got a bit of rope.
Posted on 2014-07-09 at 17:37:47.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
What happened to all that posting? Let's hit the sack I wanna see what farmer john has to say.
Posted on 2014-07-08 at 03:04:55.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured: Revenge of the Revenge of the Game
Subject: Recovery
Isiah's Farm - Schell
Just after Midnight
Malachi stood back and stared at the pile of bodies he and his companions had created, half in shame and half in awe. He suspected he was looking at what was going to become a calling card: A pile of corpses, pockets empty and in some cases stripped to the knickers. Despite the nature of the alliance they had formed so recently, they had all worked incredibly well as a team.
"I don't know about the rest of you but I'm famished. We may have defended Isiah's farm but his cupboard doesn't stand a chance." Mal nudged Calopee a little too hard, forgetting for a moment that she was only a halfling. With that, he strode off toward the front door, the coins jingling in his pocket joined by the jingle of a newly acquired spiked chain. Inside, he busied himself conducting a thorough search of the cabinetry.
Posted on 2014-07-06 at 04:44:30.
Edited on 2014-07-06 at 04:46:49 by Schnozzle
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Congrats on the kid, Ayrn!
Philo, can you make it so I see this game in my profile?
Posted on 2014-07-06 at 04:03:07.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
Sorry for my current bout of silence. The first week in July is my busiest week of the year, next to Christmas. I'll try and get a post up tomorrow night.
Have a nice trip Grugg!
Posted on 2014-07-02 at 21:13:29.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Sorry for my current bout of silence. The first week in July is my busiest week of the year, next to Christmas. I'll try and get a post up tomorrow night.
Posted on 2014-07-02 at 21:13:03.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Mmmm, congealing mold.
Posted on 2014-07-01 at 02:21:57.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: My vote
My vote is we camp out at the farm.
Posted on 2014-06-30 at 02:40:00.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
I think I want the spiked chain. The rest of the armor and weapons, do what you will. I'll take an even split of the gold and the chain.
Posted on 2014-06-29 at 22:59:31.
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Topic: Welcome to the Dungeon
Subject: ...
Nobody knew anything, or if they did, none of them were talking. Least of all the cur, who growled as he passed close. The mongrel twitched his keen nose, his overlarge nostrils flaring. "Henh " So here they were, trapped like rats. He looked again at what passed for his companions. The drow was an enticing little piece. The ugly one stared at her a moment too long, contemplating the addition of drow blood to the general mongreloid gene pool. She noticed.
"Henh." He turned away from her and began a sort of cursory search of their surroundings. Doing so, he found he had no memory of sun, light, or sky. He knew the words, but in his soul he wanted only to scrabble in the darkness.
[[OOC: Search the room]]
Posted on 2014-06-26 at 02:01:00.
Edited on 2014-06-26 at 12:02:35 by Schnozzle
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Methinks this room is in need of a good searching.
Posted on 2014-06-25 at 20:11:26.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured: Revenge of the Revenge of the Game
Subject: ...
The battle was over and they were victorious. Beneath him lay the fallen leader of the bandit troupe, and to the west several others slain by his own blade. It was these three that had him pinned against the fire for such a time. Now, the hottest part of the fire through, he walked back to them.
Such a waste of life. They had fought well. Now they would never fight again. Mal looked at the blade that had killed them. It was still bloody. He knelt and wiped it on the sleeve of the nameless man, the first one he had killed. Something glimmered in the dark. Was it just a bit of blood glistening in the moonlight, or something more? He set about to search the dead man.
Some hero.
[[OOC: Will search all three. Enjoy searching the leader, guys]]
Posted on 2014-06-25 at 04:08:15.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Corrected a plot hole in my post.
Carry on.
Posted on 2014-06-25 at 03:49:22.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
I... I just don't know what to say to that.
IM OLD GRUGG!
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 23:29:57.
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Topic: Welcome to the Dungeon
Subject: Ugly.
WAKE UP
The voice elicted a snort from a misshapen mass curled up against the pedestal. He stood up suddenly, hitting his head on the brazier. It was impossible to tell if he were of orc, dwarf, or elf descent, but looking down it was clear he was at least part halfling. He rubbed the sore spot for a moment while taking in his surroundings. Dirt floor, ostensibly stone walls. Naked things over there. Gods, the smells in here were ferocious!
First of all, it smelled like lantern oil had been spilled all over the place, but beneath that it smelled moldy and wet. He stalked the room in a wide circle, cautiously, looking at the others. Smelling the others. He knew their species by their scent. Human, Kobold, Drow, Dogman. At this last he felt a curious spike of fear in his spine, raising a line of hair from his neck to his ass. Instinctively, he stepped away from the Lupin and back to the Kobold, who was talking.
"Who are you? And where are we?" The warmth of his breath was practically visible, and the scent from it was revealing. Here was something more. Something hiding just beneath the surface. It was the human who answered him, not yet even standing.
"It seems we are trapped here, though that is all I can say, dragon-kin. Perhaps they may be of greater assistance in this question we seemingly share." he said, gesturing to the remainder of the group.
"I know nothing," the ugly one scoffed, curling his upper lip to reval a row of sharp yellow teeth. He stared at the drow with one golden eye and one black. "Let's ask her. She smells like a liar."
What he meant was she smelled like she was hiding something. It was feral, unkempt. Quite the perfume for such a pretty lady. Despite his limited memory and somewhat limited imagination, this struck him as dishonest and put her at odds with the rest, at least in his mind. The answer they got from her would be telling.
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 23:26:21.
Edited on 2014-06-25 at 03:48:41 by Schnozzle
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: ...
Oh Gruggles. Don't you know nipples are an appendage?
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 23:15:08.
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Topic: D&d 3.5 Campaign: The Dungeon Q&A
Subject: Fun With the Rat
I want to do something awesome. My character is ugly. Very ugly. No, uglier. No, uglier. That's getting close.
If you incorporate a physical description of my character into your post, go wild. Say anything you want about the way he looks. No horns or extra limbs, but any kind of scars, scabs, boils, warts, minor deformities (etc.) you like, I've got them. At least for the first few posts. EDIT: Same goes for describing features as human, dwarf, elven, orc, or halfling.
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 23:09:40.
Edited on 2014-06-24 at 23:35:32 by Schnozzle
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
The correct feminine form is Homlettes.
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 22:06:45.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
Man I am in outer space too Grugg. Feel like I am on the surface of the Sun.
Fluff this fluffing hot humid bullfluff.
Posted on 2014-06-24 at 20:21:12.
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Topic: Fortune's Favoured Q&A
Subject: ...
I vote we bring him to his leader and let him be handled by his own people.
Posted on 2014-06-23 at 04:04:55.
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