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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Fade o black
Back at the Green Gryphon, Xaris, Artanis, and now Talus have all found the comforts of a quiet room in which to relinquish the hardships of the day. With food, drink, bath and bed, they pass into sleep, unaware of the peril their companions currently face....
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 15:52:43.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: ugh
So RDi dice roller isn't being nice today.
Sheva can make a post about passing out if she wishes, or wait to see what happens with the other pc's and their possibly rushing to her aid.
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 15:45:53.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Not for the faint of heart.
The auction house had turned into a room not selling life, but filled with the paying in death. The walls and floor were growing steadily thicker with the blood of the fallen, and everyone had suffered greatly in their attempt of reclaiming freedom. Their bodies ached from battle, but none would give up, for to do so was to ensure enslavement eternal, or death which while debated as the better of the two options for some, was still far from anyone’s top of their to-do list.
Nash, who apparently was having some sort of identity crisis at the moment, had his lips curled into a wicked grin filled with malice and spite. Again the voice, a deep raspy, almost female in tone left his lips in a cruel laughter. “More, more must be paid to pay the cost of my vengeance” Nash moved to the terrified trio of auction-goers, and as he moved he gave a quick flick of his wrists, his gloved fingers snapping down as hidden slings fired small shuriken of gleaming silver at two of them. The tiny projectiles flew so fast the patrons had no chance to put up a defense, and while the stars prick was barely registered beyond that of a papercut, the poison attached to them which quickly ran rampant through their bodies took hold, and both fell to the floor, wracked in a convulsing pain while their eyes noses and ears bled, all the while locked in a fitful sleep even the obvious torture they were suffering from could not wake them from. The third patron dropped his feeble dagger, as Nash approached. His teeth clattered and urine stained his once fine pantaloons as he trembled on weakened knees.
“W-w-wait!” He cried, tears flowing freely from his red puffy eyes. “Spare me, Spare me p-please!, I’ve s-seen the error of my ways. I-I’ll make you a very wealthy man, gold, diamonds, Anything you want! You can even have the rest of my slaves, I’ll free them all, and they’re yours!”
Nash strode up to the man, and though had they met on more common terms they would have stood about equal height, Nash, shrouded in black flames seemed to tower before the cowering man. The voice which came from his lips, but was not of his own, spoke once more. “There is nothing you can give me that will repay the pain we have suffered. You cannot buy back the time stolen from us with gold or baubles, only by taking your life will we gain back but a portion of all that was robbed of us!” Nash shot his arm back behind him, and the magical Cross-blade pulled itself free from the woman it had impaled, in another disturbing ripping and tearing sound that left a splatter of blood across the ceiling in an arc as it flew across the room to his waiting hand. The patron finally found the strength in his legs to try and run, and that was all Nash needed, for as the man turned to flee, Nash brought the blade down in a great overhead chop, two hands on the hilt as the man looked up in open mouthed terror at the bloody blade which was coming down at him, and open mouthed he stayed as the blade sank down his mouth and gullet, skewering his throat, torso, and exiting his hind-quarters splintering the wood floor beneath him as blood, stomach contents and excrement dripped and ran along the steel as Nash looked down at the man frozen in a supplicated yell of fear… and smiled.
The women could only look on in awe, horror, or otherwise, for they were engaged in a battle of their own. Linnix and Aelistae both snapped their attention away long enough attack the Orc before Linnix. Linnix’s dagger once more bit into the creature, whose angered growl was matched with one of Linnix’s own. (-5) Aelistae however would have no luck this round, her foot stumbling over a fallen chunk of the orc’s club, her reach overextending and missing its mark, but also leaving her exposed for the auctioneer’s attack. His falchion danced a burning gash along Aelistae’s back, the sting of magical acid trailing behind it. (Aelistae8/30 )
The Orc before Linnix, now weaponless, lashed out with his bare fists, but Aelistae and Linnix both pounced on the opportunity presented to them, dagger and court-blade coming in to lash at the orc. Aelistae still could find no fortune, but Linnix’s dagger plunged into the orc’s chest, even as his dual fists moved to club her shoulders. Black blood ran from the chest wound and his strength was stolen as the small blade protruded from the creature’s chest, the tip just going far enough to pierce it’s heart. (Critical for Linnix) The orc’s eyes glazed over in a flutter that left it staring at it’s eyelids, crumpling before Linnix.
Sheva was on the move, but the Faceless mage was as well. The acid sting bit deeper into his chet, and he cursed out loud in some foreign tongue as his spell was interrupted. The woman who had appeared in a flash suddenly dashed for the cage door, where Aelistae, Linnix and the Auctioneer stood facing off. Sheva directed all her attention in motion on the Auctioneer, and as Linnix moved to retrieve her dagger, ducking her lithe frame to reclaim her favored weapon Sheva came diving past her, even as the Auctioneer took a swing at the woman who passed so close. His enchanted blade caught the woman square in the chest and as the acid splashed over her she crumpled to the ground sliding undignified in a roll and a flop, to land at the feet of the faceless mage, who, for having no lips, could have been sworn to be smiling through the pain he was in… (Arcsheva -3/22)
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 15:37:42.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: oh and Darkautumn
Artanis is now at 39/42 HP all things broken are mended, just some remaining hes and pains/ skin burn bruise etc superficial stuff
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 14:08:33.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: hey guys
Been away for a coupe daysere special jut not online, inventory's today and thank god I don't work till tonight.
Sooo, I'm gonna go through my lists of games and try and do a clean sweep updating for everyone.
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 13:47:59.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: uhhh
My comment was merely a play on words and a joke concerning the geico gecko lol. I don't believe I've ever told my PC's you shouldn't do that or else lol.
Posted on 2008-06-03 at 16:57:58.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: lol
just meant a final interaction post before morning or what not that was fine.
As far as I'm conerned, everyone has returned safely, gotten some drink and food even though the Gryphon is now way past norma closing hours, the fire kept Bugsy and his staff occupied enough that you all managed to slip back in though techincally all rooms have been booked for the evening.
Knowing you tried to help with the fire, Bugsy will allow you to stay in Tessas quarter's free of charge, he simply wants to go to bed. Meal wil be some leftover strew from dinner (only barely luke warm and some bread and water.)Seeing as Tessa seems to have run off for the evening, a serving quarters with 3 beds in the room all of which are currently empty, is yours for the night.
Posted on 2008-06-03 at 06:15:04.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Jozan, DA, Deuc
Just need to know what potion you gave Artanis, and I'll deduct it and add the hp to her.
Aside from that, if Deucalion wants a final post that's great, but my next update for you will be the morning.
I'm also going to hopefully wrap up the other parties' scenario soon.
Posted on 2008-06-03 at 04:41:24.
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Topic: ~*Whom Gods Annoy*~
Subject: She's alive ALIVE!
Katriana watched in awe and bewildered wonder as Kaene worked his mighty magics to breathe new life into Kumadel. Katriana found herself hovering over the procedure, her curiosity getting the better of her as she stared at the ritual which would grant life renewed to the stranger.
It was a slow process, but as Kumadel’s body lurched with the first breathe of a successful resurrection, Katriana found herself crying, unexpectedly her fur beneath her eyes matted with tears of joy.
Her sky blue eyes stopped upon the feline one. The one who had crossed the void with her, to face off against the pirates. "You," she said softly, almost a whisper, "you have saved my life."
Katriana’s lips curled into an instant smile, at the stranger’s recognition of her. Katriana bowed to Kumadel, still weak but alive and well. “It was the lord’s above who saw fit to save you my dear, I was but the messenger, to deliver you to their loving embrace.” Katriana slowly raised her head, before slipping Kumadel’s backpack from her shoulders and placing it before her, and also bequeathing her jewelry back to the rightful owner.
“I’m glad you’re back, but I forgot to get your spear. Guess I might have had my hands full. He offered a supplicated smile, before turning away to the rest of those gathered. Listening as Rael commented on the need for information. “Let us visit the local guild-houses and watering holes, for there we might find one who has traveled to Portluck. Perhaps we can arrange for a guide, or better still accompany a caravan or trade envoy already scheduled for that destination.”
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 21:47:29.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: lol
I guess your gecko isn't one to slip to the floor, crawl over onto the mages shoe and ten tanser the shocking grasp lol.
I could ee it after the spell goes off and the mage howls in pain, the gecko looks up and stands on to two legs.
"Should have gotten geico mate"
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 21:28:48.
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Topic: WH 40k Q&A - Innocence Proves Nothing
Subject: lol
I kept hearing about maps but never saw anything. Therefore, I've no clue what's ro what's not lol, looking forward to future ones.
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 14:04:52.
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Topic: Q&A: The Return Of The Prodigal Son
Subject: My time is limited while inventory is being done.
I've starte a post, but if I don't manage a actual one Vaskar is war chanting as per his skald ability, but wait, you don't have my character sheet! I should really snd that to you, will do now. Read it, love it, and he's Giving all allies +10 hp, +1 attack rolls, +1 damage rolls and -1 to Everyone's AC (so a bonus)
Jjust need to find time to finish the actual chant.
Vaskar himself will ready his shield and axe but not actually attack, instead he'll be banging his axe on the shield in a rhythm to accentuate his chanting.
PS, Characte sheet sent.
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 14:00:13.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: a change of pace
Somewhere else, while flames flicker away outside, fires raged inside as well. Linnix was seeing red. Gone was the delicate woman who had danced under the candle light and in her place was a woman filled with the need to inflict pain and agony. She lashed out at the orc before her, once again the thin blade darting in and stinging the orc like the stinger of a hornet. (-4) The Orc, for the first time started breathing a little heavier. Perhaps finally the multiple small wounds were all catching up with the orc’s considerable fortitude.
Aelistae flinched back as the magically strengthened Orc flexed its increased muscles at her and hefted his club in preparation for another strike. With a quick step backwards, Aelistae fell into a spell. She pulled from the Orc’s mind memories of his cruel upbringing, the stinging pain of the lash and the flame reddened brands as he was beaten and molded into servitude. Though Aelistae couldn’t see what was going through the Orc’s mind, she knew her spell had a visible effect on the brutish creature, as he shook visibly for a moment, before losing all composure and running from the room, drawing a cursed “Fool” from the featureless mage who turned on the women once more.
Nash took a vicious blow to the side, a short sword slipping past his guard and stabbing deeply in his side. He grunted in pain, but that grunt turned into a seething scream as his entire body began to ‘burn’ in a brackish black and purple flame, much akin to the visible effects of a faerie fire spell, only much more sinister looking. Those standing around him were momentarily shocked by the transformation, as Nash’s colorless eyes flickered with an unholy hellfire. With a low, creepy chuckle in a voice that surely didn’t belong to the Nash Aelistae knew and loved, he set to work in a blur of steel in a fury that left blood and ichors spraying in a grim circle of death around him. One, two, three of his attackers fell to his vicious blade as it cut a swath across and through them, continuing its deadly path unhindered by such paltry things as armor, flesh or bone. The whip wielding woman shrieked at the horror before her, and she too ran for the door. She barely managed to lift the thick black curtain in the doorway before her back and chest exploded in a spine shattering geyser of blood. As Nash finished his cleave, he brought the sword over his head and let it fly with a feral scream. The magical double blade flew end over end with amazing accuracy considering the weight differential in the lengths of the two blades. As it blast through the woman’s back, the longer blade leading the skewer, the sheer force of the impalement, dragging her down as the crossguard lodged in her back and the blade stuck at an odd angle in the ground. The woman slumped over, her blood running down the length of the fine blade to pool at the ground, her body suspended while the magical double blade stood sturdy like a cross in the doorway, her body blocking easy escape.
“Hehehe, you have been tried, judged, and found guilty of sins beyond repent” came a voice laced with infernal undertones.
Sheva meanwhile was racing through the concentration needed to command her flaming sphere while also casting a new spell of her own, as both “No-Face and Music-Man” as she called them moved through incantations of their own. Her laming sphere moved once more against the auctioneer, but this time he managed to dodge around it and he charged Aelistae to replace the Orc which had fled.
The faceless mage’s spell was released first, another pair of magical force darts flying directly towards Aelistae, however they shot over her shoulder and slammed into Sheva (11/22 hp) The mage was staggered as the burning darts bit into her, but gritted her teeth and returned spell for spell with a searing arrow of acid, a trail of stinging green smoke streaking behind it as it impacted the mage, burning into him.
The half elf, who had realized the tables were slowly turning, thumbed a fancy button on his doublet, and pulling it free and throwing it to the ground before him, it exploded in a brief flash of light, and when the glare died down, he was nowhere to be found, hopefully gone for good.
The few remaining patrons in the room had scattered along the side walls, trying to keep away from the man who fought like a warrior possessed, while the Calimshite lunged at his charge at Aelistae whie the orc fighting Linnix swung out in a pain induced rage. Incredibly, both women were able to twist and bend around the incoming weapons, and even more amazing, the Calimshite’s mighty falchion impacted the club of the orc, almost skewering it in half, the top half of the wooden cudgel splintered and dangling by a few wooden fibres.
(3 more random patrons + no face + orc + calimshite left)
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 23:00:56.
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Topic: Audalis: Tides of War Q/A
Subject: Vorrioch et all
I'll update either monday night or tuesday (My day's off) hopefully that gives you plenty of time to post.
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 22:11:27.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: trade what for what now?
What exactly would Thondrek trade for a magical waraxe?
Can he at least find a masterworked one?
What about the crystal? They can go into any weapon magical or otherwise, perhaps a more common option rather than actual magical weapons.
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 22:05:41.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Need thoughts from all players
Thondrek's Wealth
Gold 2477
Fire opal worth 1000gp
Thondrek's wish List
Crystal of Arcane Steel (lesser) for 2000 gp
+1 insight bonus on attack roll and damage roll ro your weapon when delivering a spell or spell-like ability through a melee attack
It's the perfect option for a duskblade. Now I don't know how 'group cash goes' but we've lost Malius, and Thondrek is one of the parties only major Melee Fighters. (can wear armor, good HP, Fighter's Base attack bonus etc etc) If I can have one of the 500gp Aquamarines, I can spend the rest of my money to buy the crystal and pay the difference of turning my WarAxe into a magical weapon (+1).
Personally I think it'll benefit everyone as I don't know what we may come across that will require a magic weapon to hit it, but since I don't have enough to afford it all myself, I thought I'd ask.
Pwetty pwease can I use the gem?
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 14:30:58.
Edited on 2008-06-01 at 14:37:41 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: hmm
did up one post and started another, day just got away from me though. will finish tomorrow.
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 03:11:31.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Flames
Xaris held Artanis so as to try and ea her pain. The gnome was genuinely concerned for his companion. Though hi timely arrival and potin had helped to heal some of her wounds, the pain would linger on for some time unless more magical aid could be sought. The stranger who had dragged Artanis and the child from the dangers of the collapsing building, handed the somewhat pacified infant back to his presumed mother and rushed off to see what other aid he could offer.
The woman who had grabbed for everyone’s attention in the first place finally broke through the crowd to Artanis’ side, her eyes awash in openly flowing tears; a mixture of sadness for her losses but overwhelming joy for the safe return of her daughter Maribelle.
“Thank you, oh thank heavens, my Maribelle.” She quickly plucked up her child clutching it to her breast, cooing at her daughter and looking around before another realization sank in. “Oh Mr Wuggles, and oh my god the others!” The woman notied the tears running freely fom the warrior woman’ face, but could find no words of encouragement. She stared with lost eyes on her and Xaris for but a moment, before turning away in silence to slip back into the crowd.
Talus approached the member of the fire brigade, requesting additional wands; unfortunately he only had the one, as Castle Tethyr had not seen a blaze of this magically enhanced nature in many years. It was heartwarming to see however, as townsfolk began to arrive with buckets, cups, barrels and every item capable of holding water, They gathered in a line tossing what meager help they could over the burning building, while the wand wielder continued to douse the rooftop and escaping gouts with his create water spells. Despite a diligent effort, the blaze would burn for another hour, and use the entirety of the wand before the flames eventually consumed themselves, and all that was left was a billowing pillar of dark smoke into the early morning air, serving as a beacon for miles around that signified the loss of life and home within.
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(Allow for backposts, within the hour timespan)
Posted on 2008-06-01 at 02:57:27.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Solvy
I hadn't thought to mention that I do all the rolling. I've got the combat stats of all players on one handy dandy board I keep near my oomputer for quick reference, and as you noticed no other player has any rolls within their posts.
Anywho, I'm watchng Rambo now, then sleep, then posts when I awaken.
Posted on 2008-05-31 at 14:22:12.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: hehe,
maybe once the rest of the party find out about KAs and Loriel, they'll start a ressurection fund to always keep a raise dead or better scroll on hand lol)
Posted on 2008-05-31 at 00:48:43.
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Topic: Whom Gods Annoy - Q/A
Subject: Postage
will be put up no later than tomorrow, I've started a half dozen posts to various things, but inventory week at work keeps pulling me away.
Nice to have you back Philo 
Posted on 2008-05-31 at 00:47:34.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: hopefully
I'll have an update for both of the groups on the morrow.
(Artanis healed 7 HP by the way from Xaris' potion)
Posted on 2008-05-31 at 00:41:11.
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Topic: Silent Hill: Eternal Decay
Subject: Chris and Deliah standing i nthe street, what a messed up place to meet
Chris grabbed the items from the drawer and shoved them into his backpack, making a mental note of the small metal box and the map of the town, keeping the map in hand, he finds himself overcome by a sudden sense of urgency to leave, and makes a mad dash for the street, leaving the shambling creeper in the hallway behind him. He had been glancing at the map of the town, trying to pinpoint locations of importance to head too, such as the city limits or the local sheriff’s office, when his progress was halted momentarily by the sudden impact of something, or someone. Instinctively, Chris’s map hand fell to his side as the one holding the table leg raised to strike, when a growl followed by a female voice caused him to halt as he looked over the young woman before him.
“Sorry, there miss” Chris said as he relaxed a little, letting the table drop along with his arm to tap against his steel toed boot.
Hey! HEY! Oh my god, you're like a real person! I was starting to think I was the only one. Do you... do you know where we are? How did we get here?"
Chris looked over the woman who was obviously panicked, he himself was far from relaxed, but he needed to get her to slow down before she hyperventilated or her head exploded. “Calm down lady, it’s alright. I’m as real as anything last time I checked, and it’s nice to see another pretty face, the company back their in Jack’s Inn wasn’t the most eye-pleasing.” Something about the woman before him struck him as oddly familiar, though he couldn’t place his finger on it.
Glancing around he held up the map he had found, pointing to the Name by the margin. “Looks like we’re somewhere called Silent Hill, but I can’t for the life of me remember how, or why I got here, which means I’m thinking we’re both in the same boat.”
She waited for a response and looked around, hoping they were safe, but being out in the open wasn't agood idea, she felt.
"Oh, hi. yeah, I'm so sorry about running into you like that but...well, you probaby wouldn't believe me if I told you."
“At this point lady, I’d believe just about anything.” Chris said with a smirk, dusting off his SWAT vest and pants from the dust that had gathered while crawling around on the floor.
She nodded as he spoke, and laughed nervously. "Okay, maybe you will, maybe you won't. There were these things, and they spit and they creep and... Hi. I'm Delilah. Delilah Drake."
She looked around, and fidgeted. "I think we should find a place to lay low. Maybe find some weapons or something..."
That’s it, he knew she looked familiar. “Deliliah Drake huh, I’m Chris, pleasure’s mine I’m sure, but now isn’t the best time for pleasantries. Chris clipped his Ipod into the comm.-pocket on his SWAT vest, and pulled a couple items from his backpack. The first was the flashlight, which he tested quickly to see if it worked. (Need description of the type of flashlight please) The Second, was the photograph he found titled Del by the Lake. Turning it slowly he let’s Delilah take a peek at it (while he or perhaps both try and notice any similarities).
“You’re right, staying out here in the open isn’t safe. We should find Shelter. I’ve a feeling Jack’s Inn has a lot more answers to be found within, but until we’re better prepared to search it, I’d rather not take my chances with those things inside.” Glancing at the Map, he notices they are not too far from Nathan Ave. “Let’s make our way towards the Texxon Gas Station, See if we can’t find anyone who can help us. If not, Nathan will take us straight out of town, We can try and gather some provisions and take our chances out on the road. If we can find a working vehicle, that would be even better.”
Posted on 2008-05-30 at 14:13:04.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: nope
I don't mind what you'd posted at al Duecalion. And since Artanis basically gave the run down on what happened, it's all good anyways 
Posted on 2008-05-30 at 13:40:41.
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: Don't smite me
Smite Wal-mart!
Inventory is wednesday (which for the world's largest company is a MASSIVE deal)
So aside from working overtime alot, I've also gotta go to Edmonton for a luncheon with some other staff on policy and protocol, and the do's don't and what have you's at 1pm today. Which means 45 minutes one way, plus the meeting/ lunch and I'll be some kinda late for the game, though I'll pop in when I get home providing it's running.
NPC EMmerus till then if you would, you know him/ me well enough I think.
Here's hoping for some success!
Posted on 2008-05-30 at 13:26:06.
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