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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow
Subject: Grimm tidings indeed
The Large Gano took heavy footfalls down the passageway which eventually led them into a dank chamber, with stairs hewn from the earth and leading to numerous shapes atop raised platforms. A chill ran down the back of Kresmir's neck, and he swatted at it like it was some bothersome pest, but truthfully this place unnerved the large man.
As Tobias spoke, and took his turn to leave, it took little motivation for Kreimir to follow. "What lies in wait here would seem to have much more time on their hands than we do. Come, let us find a more advantageous place for combat than among the home of fallen strangers."
Taking up a spot next to Tobias as much as room would allow, he nodded grimly to the blunt, yet sagely words the ex-templar had ushered.
Posted on 2011-06-29 at 03:39:16.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow Q/A
Subject: I posted in the comings and goings
my post would be tuesday as I had no days off since returning home.. will post well.. today! after nap.
Posted on 2011-06-28 at 10:10:38.
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Topic: Updates from Kaelyn
Subject: Updates from Kaelyn
Hey y'all I've been back from vacation for a week or so but lost my one day off so have been swamped.. Havn't had more than a few moments to check the site from my phone.. I'm off Tuesday so I'll post to all games by then at the latest.
thanks!
Posted on 2011-06-26 at 16:43:46.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: alrightyq
Back from Vacation  Which means I'll get this rolling again tonight
Posted on 2011-06-22 at 22:13:41.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow
Subject: quick post I'm on vacation
Kresimir knew the stalwart knight may have caught the door with his speed, but being uncertain of how many would be barring down upon it was not something any of them wished to leave to chance.
Upon Tobias' call, Kresimir quickly moved to the wardrobe, Pushing, pulling, dragging or carrying the wooden obstacle over to the door in an effort to help bar it.
"Nick, Roll them heavy sealed barrels over here, and we'll lift em upright once I get this wardrobe into place." With a chuckle and the thrill of battle once more coursing through his veins, the Gano said "Function before Fashion I'm afraid!" As he moved the wardrobe as best he could.
Posted on 2011-06-15 at 13:32:38.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow
Subject: a quick post before work
Kresimir watched nervously as the Raslan worked his trade upon the cell lock, and with a satisfying click, his small hands swung wide the doors, releasing the captive, yet captivating woman from her prison.
The Gano had only seen a small handful of Mith'gani in his lifetime, and even then it was many years ago while travelling with the nomadic gypsy's he called family.
As they made their way back to the main storeroom, Kresimir kept his glances toward's the woman to a minimum. He knew the stories of their kind, was surprised when she had volunteered to accompany them, thinking her desire to be outdoors, to feel the rush of wind against her skin, to gaze upon the skies above would motivate her. However, her comment -- “There are many who need to be repaid some of their kindness.” -- touched Kresimir on a level where familiar stirrings took hold of him as well. This woman had been broken, breaten, and was clinging to the one thing she could draw strength from.. The desire to hurt those who hurt her, pure, primal, revenge.
Grimm knew that feeling well, for it guided his steps even now. He would do what he could to see her pain eased at the expense of her captors. There was no morality behind his toughts, merely the desire to quell the beast within.. to feed the need.
"I'll watch the entrance way, if you give our lockpick some company." Tobias had said to Kresimir, breaking him from his reverie.
He head over to give Koriss any assistance he may require should he unlock the door only to find trouble on the other side.
Posted on 2011-06-07 at 19:40:30.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: thats fine
I leave early sunday morning for seattle, can't promise a update next week but I aim to have one done saturday night / sunday morning while at the airport ...
Posted on 2011-06-07 at 19:27:23.
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Topic: Good morning Red Dragon Inn! Or is it Evening? I am never really sure!
Subject: who said anything about a hangover?
I slept for 4 hours and feel great! lol
Posted on 2011-06-04 at 18:29:34.
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Topic: Good morning Red Dragon Inn! Or is it Evening? I am never really sure!
Subject: well it's .. umm sometime in the early morning...
I had inteded to perhaps update tonight.. alas after at least 3 double rye and coke, 5 jaeger bombs something pink and beyond my recognition and now some baileys in my coffee... That notion is... sadly beyond me..
that is all.
Posted on 2011-06-04 at 07:48:07.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow Q/A
Subject: dear ... you
I had inteded to perhaps update tonight.. alas after at least 3 double rye and coke, 5 jaeger bombs something pink and beyond my recognition and now some baileys in my coffee... That notion is... sadly beyond me..
I Miss you bro!!
that is all.
Posted on 2011-06-04 at 07:46:49.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: whoops
fixed it to janus.. and well.. that's a possibility I suppose
Posted on 2011-06-01 at 19:49:50.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time
Subject: .
What had begun with a single step, a testing of faith, resolve, morality and self worth; had ended in a frantic situation resulting in the deaths of at least two individuals, both strangers amongst the rest. One, a poor victim of a cruel fate, the other –their caller—seemed to have succumbed to his end before he could even shed light on the supposed direness of his summons.
It seemed getting out of their sundered surroundings was an agreed priority, but for some, so too were finding answers to who the mage was, as well as why they had been called. Vincente quickly went over to the fallen mage, claiming the disk that had bound the portals, and the small box upon the table, before rifling through the dead man’s robes. Peeling back the smoke-hued, almost gaseous material of his garment was easy enough; the material simply flowed over Vincente’s hands. A cursory search revealed little however. Much of the man’s body had become a conduit of power; his once elegant white undergarments scorched and singed, fused to old tight flesh and taught skin. A few pouches once strapped to a belt about his waist were melted masses of blackened leather.
There was no spell-book, much to Vincente’s dismay, all of note the quick search did reveal was a single silver ring fused to the mages right hand ring finger, a bright blue jewel set into an intricate setting of dark metal. Also, of note, is over the now still heart of the mage lay the remnants of a symbol, or emblem perhaps. It had been scorched and singed badly, but just enough could be made out to make an educated guess it had once been a blooming scarlet rose.
While Vincente searched, others moved about their surroundings. A few moved towards the clutter barring the larger front door, while Kismet sought to the windows. Janus with magical lights accenting the orange hue of the flames lashing at the roof and creeping down the support beams, headed down the back hallway.
The hallway didn’t go too far before it veered around to the right. Turning the corner and keeping an eye on the roofing and such, Janus could see the occasional flicker of flame above him as the fire raged and spread to all it could consume to fuel its wrath. Smoke hung high in the rafters, and as Janus continued on, the crackling of timber around him was not a comforting sound. The hallway ended in a second room, a storeroom. Shelves lined two of the walls stacked high with boxes, sacks, and extra typical mundane items used in the running of a taproom. What really caught his eye however were the large barrels against the far back wall, Thick oak barrels, stacked from floor to near ceiling, their pale wood burnished with various ale, mead, and other brew descriptions. Next to those were a few dozen glass bottles lining wooden racks, presumably wine or other spirits. Even with the smell of smoke and char, alcohol permeated the air in this room. In the center of the room, upon the floor lay a large rug. Approximately 4’x6’ it depicted crystal clear waters running over falls, and crashing into a basin below, while dragons flew overhead, and dear drank from the water’s edge. The quality of the stitching was admirable, but the piece would no doubt be heavy.
Meanwhile back in the common room, Kismet did her best to tear at the windows. Held shut by simple latches, she had the shutters open in no time. Pulling them wide, revealed unbarred portals to the outside, from which appeared to be nothing more than empty road and a smattering of trees about the otherwise empty darkened landscape.
As Atharam, Joseph, and soon after Vincente started to clear the obstacles barring the door, Henrik made his way over to the fallen mage as well, and hefted his frail body into his arms. Surprisingly, old or not the adult male weighed remarkably little. As the warrior of faith carried the dead over to the others, they too soon had cleared enough of the debris aside to make for the door itself. Together they lifted off the heavy wooden board which served to bar entry, and swung wide the portal to their freedom. To step outside and take a look around would reveal this quiet respite—The Copper Spigot—by the wooden sign hanging above the entranceway, sat alongside some road, which travelled in both directions far into the darkness beyond sight. The landscape held small rolling hills dotted with trees and wild grasses save for the trodden down road of hard earth and trampled grass.
As the building continued to burn, a means for escape had been made, but many questions still lay unanswered, like where the hell were they?
Posted on 2011-06-01 at 18:53:33.
Edited on 2011-06-01 at 19:49:33 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: just an update
some stuff came up last night that distracted from completing my update I aim for finishing it tonight after work,
Posted on 2011-05-31 at 18:08:03.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow Q/A
Subject: Pick me..
I'll break her out.. or attempt or ... tell the midgit to do it since he's handy with his small tool 
Posted on 2011-05-30 at 07:31:54.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: |Still waiting on grugg
My next day off is monday with or without grugg I shall be posting.
Posted on 2011-05-28 at 05:30:10.
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Topic: Good morning Red Dragon Inn! Or is it Evening? I am never really sure!
Subject: in this corner of existence
there is nothing good about this morning.. which is still a continuation from Monday since I haven't slept yet...
Posted on 2011-05-25 at 13:31:41.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow Q/A
Subject: Just so its known
I didnt make any mention of approaching or touching the woman cause if shes in a cell im gathering its likely locked
Posted on 2011-05-23 at 20:13:48.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: Dm cd points
Go towards enhancing any npc's of note that may befriend you along the way , and serve to let me know i'm still doing right by you, my players 
So thank you
Posted on 2011-05-22 at 04:05:26.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: Answers, suggestions, and information
Firstly Skye, breakfast today was an organic fruit smoothie, half a denver omelette and hasbrowns.
Second, as people have already expressed enjoyment from posts etc, please see the second post entry on the first page of this thread. If you care to allocate your point at all this weeks worth of posting feel free to say so here or in a pm if u wish to remain anonymous.
Thirdly, my next day off and subsequent time for update will be wednesday once again.
Posted on 2011-05-21 at 17:48:03.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: answers
Now, questions. Where is most of the fire, the ceiling? Is it crumbling? If Joseph were to make a guess at how long he had in there before he had to get out what would the answer be? How high are the windows off the ground?
The ceiling is pretty much ablaze with flames slowly workign their way down the support rafters, the lowest point of flames is still about 8feet up. with most of the flames about 9' up gathered aroudn the upper rafters and thatch.
As for crumbling, bits of flaming roof or wood are always a potential hazard as they could catch alight anything below.
If looking around and making a calm rational guess as to the time you have pending some unfortunate structural flaw or break.. you likely have a couple minutes before the flames are floor bound and the entire room is engulfed....
Windows are 3' off the ground.
Posted on 2011-05-20 at 09:13:29.
Edited on 2011-05-20 at 09:14:19 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: Noones been sent flying
All the pcs are alive and recovering it was a npc eighth who was sent flying apart.
Posted on 2011-05-19 at 21:11:42.
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Topic: Good morning Red Dragon Inn! Or is it Evening? I am never really sure!
Subject: good morning
For some reason I was up at 10... it was after 5am when I finished updating Nomachron.. I expect much backlash from the woman about proper sleep requirements hehe..
Time to make smoothies and start day.. Should get out for a run before the forecast thunderstorms.. I hope they're beautiful
Posted on 2011-05-19 at 16:47:19.
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: The wizard
Upon closer inspection, is not breathing, and to whomever goes to check, will find his eyes have been burned from their sockets, leaving seared bloody holes still smoking beneath the robes.... do as you wish
But searching him will require in game posting and attribution of time to be replied to in an update.
Posted on 2011-05-19 at 16:27:05.
Edited on 2011-05-19 at 16:28:34 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: Angry mob?
Currently you can't see outside, nor hear anything that would indicate anyone outside much less an angry mob lol Reaching the doors will take a few rounds to clear a path / remove all the tables and chairs blocking your exit.
Posted on 2011-05-19 at 16:18:17.
Edited on 2011-05-19 at 16:25:11 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Nomachron: Tides of Time Q/A
Subject: of course
all the Pc's are alive ... the 'focus' of the spell? Are you talking the ring? I've laid out the situation, what you all choose to do with what's been presented is up to you
Posted on 2011-05-19 at 16:17:19.
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