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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: mana
You would start with 3MP at 1st lvl and then get 1 MP for every point of INT over 15. So with an 18 INT you'd have 6 MP.
To cast a spell costs mana. 1 pt per level of spell. You may cast any spell on your list, as often as you can. At 1st level you have 5 spells in your book plus one per point of INT over 15.
You can cast spells if you run out of mana but it costs you HP instead and that can not be healed. You will need 1 hour of sleep for every 1 HP drained. If you you go below half with life to mana, you risk a living death called Wizard's Twilight.
Yes you can get extra prof for high INT.
Posted on 2013-10-23 at 02:43:08.
Edited on 2013-10-23 at 02:43:57 by Alacrity
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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: okay
Would love to have a Cidal on the question. Do you need me to run over the mana system with you A?
As to the limited equipment. If there is a piece of equipment that is necessary for your character to function, then I will assume you have it. That would be lock picks for a thief. Holy symbol for a cleric, instrument for a bard etc etc (My mages don't have to carry spellbooks but they do need them to learn new spells). As well, I am not taking your clothing away - no one is in their undies. Those with armour clung to a large enough sections of the ship to stay afloat.
However weapons are gone. Food is gone, bedrolls, waterskins, caltrops, lanterns, oil, Playelf collection, etc etc. Now give me three items each you want to find on shore and I will randomly selection for the list for each player.
Posted on 2013-10-23 at 02:11:27.
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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: Clerics
I have no problem with two clerics playing as I get one of each main class.
Sal - I don't mind the kits if they make sense in audalis setting.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 23:05:28.
Edited on 2013-10-22 at 23:06:04 by Alacrity
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: enhancements
There are some enhancements on Destiny that I must put in but the infirmary has a "brand new" Newtech 3d xray imager. As well the INT and WILL are now d4 on the ship.
Both Vanadia and Tann should think about the way their characters will react to the White Lady that appears.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 20:12:04.
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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: I remember G
Welcome Hammer. Love to have you. Tann has expressed some reservation about the starting with little equipment though, so I am not sure if he is in or not.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 20:05:26.
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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: lunch game
I am attempt this as a simple dungeon romp. No layers upon layers of plot, no great levels of writing. No epic history to the game. Just old school fun.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 14:49:57.
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Topic: The Gobber King- QnA
Subject: Players wanted - old school
You are sailing from Bayris to Portua, Pardinal in search for a means to sustain your career as an adventurer and keep enough coin in your purse to stay fed. It is a five day journey on a ship called the Minnow but after three days the weather takes a turn for the worse, and a storm tossed the Minnow around like the proverbial fish it is named after. If not for the courage of the fearless crew, the Minnow would be lost.
And then a lightning bolt killed the crew and waves split the ship in half. You cling to the pieces of wreckage hoping for a miracle....
So I am looking to start a game, set in Audalis, for 1e/2e players. Players should be chosen from the Audalis races (preferably the classic races of Human, Sylvari, Khordaldrum, Cidal) and have just reached second level in their chosen field. If you want to play multi-class then you have enough xp to get to second level in one profession (whatever takes the least). As this is Audalis, it will be a low magic items game.
Attributes should add up to be no more than 90 points with only one stat at 18. Hit points should be maximum. The party can be up to 6 players and should have one of the four major classes (Fighter, Rogue, Mage, and Cleric). If you wish to play a Mage, then I use a mana based system that allows Mages to be useful at low levels (1 mp = 1 1st level spell, you get mana bonuses for INT). If you wish to play a cleric, I don’t restrict the domains.
I am looking for once a posting and your do not have to write novellas. This is a dungeon romp, starting out at the entrance and I am not looking for Shakespeare. If you want to write a lot of depth and can keep up with once a week, then that is great but not necessary for the plot.
If you are not an old school player, you can still join. I will help with the character creation.
At the start of the game you will have been in a shipwreck, tossed around at sea and just reached an island. So you start with limited equipment (Limited as in the clothing on your back). Every player is to submit three items they would like to find washed ashore. I will number each one, and do a random draw of one item per player. Don’t worry, you will find stuff along the way.
So ....anyone interested?
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 14:31:42.
Edited on 2013-10-22 at 16:01:39 by Alacrity
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: characters and the show
No one among the crew knows Badger from the past. Grace got the meeting through a friend of a friend type of thing. Always check with me before assuming something is known.
As the game plays on, please do not ever assume that your character knows anything of "earth that was". There are some references later on about things on earth and history has become a bit muddled through the hundreds of years in space. So if your character saw a picture of Mickey Mouse,for example, do not assume they know who that is and any of the films.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 13:55:51.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Before it is asked
Assume that by sending a ship wide communication that Willow also broadcasted to all personal comm units as well.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 13:21:09.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: okay.
Tess in 11, Angela in 12, and JC in 9. So you have a few more rooms for passengers if you need them.
Posted on 2013-10-22 at 03:04:11.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: rooms with views
Is Stephanie using her bunk? Do Jon and Steph keep up appearances of being single or do they share quarters? I may have asked this before but bare with me.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:56:03.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: collection
lets keep the guns reasonable on this ship please.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:50:41.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: well
In the previous game, you took turns. I believe that everyone avoided Ken's night to cook.
Good to see you Tann. I was beginning to get worried.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:46:38.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: here
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:32:11.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: closest
The closest to the Bridge by space and ease is 11. Lift and stairs right across from room. There is no passage way from the passenger quarters to the bridge that is accessible to anyone except Grace, who has two routes through the air-ducts, just in case.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:30:14.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: 5, 6
5 and 6 are not directly accessible to the bridge. You have to go down a stairs, across main floor and the to Bridge.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:20:16.
Edited on 2013-10-21 at 19:20:28 by Alacrity
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: by the way
There is no limit on who you take to the meeting - well within reason. Take Tess, Angela and JC with you. That way more people can interact.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 19:11:14.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: rooms
Rooms 8,9,10,11 are crew quarters. #12 can be as well. Jon has a room, Grace has a room (do not go into Grace's room), and Stephanie has a room in the infirmary. So JC, Tess and Angela all need a room. I do not remember where Tess was before.
I believe each square is 5 feet.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 18:50:35.
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Topic: Destiny Flight - QnA
Subject: we are now live. Post them if you got them.
I have put down the history as i have it and stopped trying to write a novel on it. Anything you want to add to the history, let me know but I think it stands well for now.
I will need to know who is taking what rooms on the ship. As well I will need to know who is going the the meeting and who is staying on the ship. Stephanie will always stay on ship unless otherwise asked. Captain will be in #3, Grace in her room under the engines.
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 14:59:40.
Edited on 2013-10-21 at 15:01:06 by Alacrity
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: And the Game is on.
Persephone, Eavesdown Docks, Destiny Common room, 1:00pm ST
For the last two months, the crew of Destiny had been trying to get back into the swing of things. Get a job, do the job, get paid for the job and repeat. That was the mantra. Everyone was getting a sense of each other now. Angela’s memory and JC’s arm were just another quirk of life on destiny along with Tess’s superstition, Grace’s immeasurable twitchiness and the not so secret relationship between the Captain and the Doctor.
The last job just stank, literally. They signed on to haul 40 tonnes of fertilizer to Persephone, only to find out that it was really fresh manure and it was not packed in containers. If it wasn’t for the money, the captain would have told them where to shove the manure but too many days without pay, sitting in port was eating the funds.
But the cargo left its mark and despite renting the power-wash from the docks three times, the smell was still lingering in the bay. Clients were now turning away before entering the ship and between dock fees, the power wash, keeping Angela fed and paying damages for JC’s misguided arm – things were getting lean again.
Grace however had good news, “I got us a job and with the way this guy works, we won’t have to worry about the smell scaring him off.”
Grace had a line on a local underworld boss by the name of Badger who was looking for a fast ship to ferry five passengers to a cruise ship for a big event. People had to be there on time, no delays. Badger was a criminal thug with delusions of grandeur but he had connects and ran jobs – a lot of jobs. A good run could make your reputation.
The meeting was set up for 6 pm that evening to discuss the job and payment, at the underground business office of Badger himself. Could things be finally turning your way?
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 14:56:53.
Edited on 2013-10-29 at 14:09:16 by Alacrity
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Topic: Destiny's Flight - A Serenity RPG
Subject: Last part
Grace clicked her heels and snapped a salute. “Captain on board,” she chirped, doing her best to keep from laughing out loud.
Jon threw his arms around the engineer, “Oh Gorram girl I thought you were dead.” Tears welled up in his eyes as he held Grace in a massive hug. Lifting her off her feet he spun her several times. Before Grace could catch her breath Jon planted a huge kiss squarely on her mouth. Grace’s eyes went wide as she gasped. Jon broke the kiss, held her shoulders and he shook as he laughed, then hugged her again.
Stephanie sighed deeply as she watched. Jon had not shown this much emotion since the incident. The loss of Grace and Destiny had crippled Jon’s spirit. Guilt had haunted him. She wasn’t sure if Jon remembered how she and Tess had to sedate him to keep him from rushing to certain death in an attempt to rescue Grace. That had hung over her like a sword on thread; Lord help her but she loved the man and she knew she’d do it again to save him.
Jon released Grace and started to head down the passage to the bridge. It was then he noticed to the smiling dark haired girl standing quietly off to the side. Tilting her head slightly she spoke cheerfully, ”Hello Captain Jonathan Brown … Welcome to the Destiny, how may I help you?”
Grace sprinted up before Jon could open his mouth, “Angela.. how abour we let the Captain settle in before we making assignments, just relax for a while.” The girl smile and nodded then walked to the crew rec room. Grace held up her hand to stop Jon from speaking. When the girl had left the area she turned to Jon, “She’s why I sent you the message… I didn’t know how to handle this.” A puzzle look crossed Jon’s face and as he started to speak she continued, “Wait…. I have something to show you and Dr. Stephanie.” Grace took them a reader and showed them the message on the disc.
Stephanie insisted on examining Angela while Grace and Jon spent some time getting caught up on all things that had happened since they were parted. She spend a long time examining the new crewmember and the more she found out, the more she worried. Stephanie walked out of the infirmary and towards where Jon and Grace were standing by, “First off, I have to thank you Grace for the additional equipment you installed for the infirmary. I probably don’t want to know where you got them anymore than I want to know where you found our new friend.”
Grace smiled and shrugged, “What about Angela? What did you find?”
The Doctor sighed heavily and then said, “She is ...an anomaly. Her metabolism is running twice as fast as a normal person. She probably will eat a fair amount of food to keep herself going. All her internal systems; circulation, nervous, digestion, etc etc are all modified for a lack of a better word. “
“Modified how?” Jon asked.
“To be better. Better than human really. Better, stronger, faster - it is unlike anything I have seen before. I drew some blood and she healed over the needle track in seconds. Her DNA is so complex that I would guess that she was not born from a mother but probably grown in a lab. I cannot say how old she is because her system is running so fast it is almost regenerating.
Jon blew out a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding. Grace seemed satisfied, “So she is a government experiment!”
“Well, yes.” Stephanie said with a slight smile, “But if you accuse everyone you meet of being a government experiment, you are bound to be right eventually. But for all that she has been made physically better, her brain is an absolute nightmare. It has been operated on numerous times, and well, it is beyond my scope of expertise. By the Buddha, she has a very small access port in the back of her head so she can be connected to ... I don’t know ... something. So what now Captain? I can confirm that she does not have any tracking chips or signalling devices on her. But I doubt whoever created her will just sit back and let her disappear.”
“She has been helpful to me.” Grace said, “If you give her instructions she can follow them well and she doesn’t mind doing routine or repetitive tasks. She doesn’t like to sleep though, tries to stay awake so that she can remember things. Drinks a lot of caffeine and sugar.”
Jon smiled at Grace’s unsubtle plea. “Relax Gracie, I am not about to put her out on her own.”
Jon had worked things out with Stephanie and Grace so he wouldn’t give Angela an order by mistake. Angela had a notebook she read every morning when she woke up and Stephanie had he do a video feed to watch of herself explaining what was going on. It wasn’t prefect and sometimes a completely different personality took hold of her for an hour or two, but overall, it was becoming manageable.
Time seemed to drag and money was low. Tess was still out of contact although Grace was sure that she was abroad another ship and would join up when she could. Luckily, Angela seemed to have no problem flying Destiny or they would not be doing the jobs they were getting. A few months passed with them working this way but Jon was only too aware that besides himself and Angela, who’s memory could lead to challenges, they had no real strong arm to keep the rift-raft at bay.
With Destiny flight worthy Jon started posting in the port for freight runs. The only things they could seem to get were the ones no else wanted. If it smelled they must have delivered it. Jon was hoping not to gain a reputation as a garbage scow. Destiny may be a bit smaller than some freighter but she faster than nearly all of them. All they needed was chance to prove it again, but a year or more out of the game put you back down with all the other new players.
Grace had return from the daily check of the posting board she found a message on the cortex that had been addressed to Captain Jonathan Brown of the Transport “Hazard”. Only those that had served with him would have known that. She got Jon and showed him the message. Jon hoped that no one had been around the note when it was sent, he really didn’t want his past to be too well known. Opening the message it was from one the troopers that had been him and Tess on several of actions, Jeremiah Christian Kane; better known as JC. What was said didn’t sound like the same man he’d fought beside. JC was asking for a handout and that told Jon the man was desperate.
“Grace…. Can you get a location this guy?”
Grace took the note, “You sure you want to find this guy, doesn’t sound too positive to me?”
“Grace you of all people know I don’t leave………I don’t “willingly” leave one of mine behind. Now just find a location and I am gonna bringing him back here.”
Jon walked the back alleys of Beylix seedy side looking for a friend. He had received a message from a man he knew during the war and he sounded very down and out. Grace had been able to pick up a location based on the signal but only to the point of a area. Still, Jon wasn’t about to leave a man behind – not now or ever.
After about an hour of searching, Jon found his friend in behind the trash containers and refuse of a bar that “dive” would have been a compliment. There was Jeremiah Christian Kane. He was sprawled out on the ground looking worse for wear. Jon reached over to grab his old comrade’s arm and was shocked when he grabbed metal instead. JC’s left arm was gone, and replaced with a metal arm that looked unwieldy. JC muttered something about money and pills as Jon rolled him over. “Damn it JC! What the gorram hell happened to you?”
Jon looked around for something he could use to get his friend up and moving. As he did he became aware of the presence of other in the alley. They moved out of the shadows silently as only the Tong could do – six of them. Jon knew they were there for JC, he just felt it in his bones. He moved his hand to his sidearm but knew there was no way he could drop all six before they got him.
“Gentlemen!” A feminine voice called out of the dark,” This will not do. Please vacate this area immediately or I will be forced to remove you.” Jon was only slightly surprised to see Angela step out into the alley between him and the Tong.
“Little lady. You best move on before you get hurt.” the Tong leader replied with a dismissive laugh. He moved forward menacingly towards Angela, planning to grab her and pushing her to the ground. But she moved slightly to his right and took a couple of steps like in a dance – then drove the heel of her hand upwards into the man’s nose. As he reeled back, she grabbed his head and snapped his neck as if it was nothing. As his body dropped, she pulled the guns from the dead man’s holster and opened fire on the other Tong.
Jon drew his gun as well but was caught in awe by the fluid movement of Angela. She dropped two more tong and then dropped the pistols to run up and twist herself over the trash bin and land on top of another Tong. She carelessly snapped his neck with her knees as she tumbled on the ground with two more stolen handguns at ready. She empties the guns into the three remaining Tong before they could even draw their own weapons.
Angela dropped the guns on the ground and turned to Jon, “Area is secure Sir. Orders?”
Jon looked to the Tong and back at Angela and gulped. “Ummm... Give me a hand with this man. We need to get him back to the ship.” He stood in the alley a bit stunned, but he knew they had to get out of there and back to Destiny as quickly as they could. Angela stepped over and effortlessly lifted the groggy form from the alley pavement. It looked a bit odd seeing the pretty young girl hauling the husky man down the street so Jon slipped under JC’s other arm.
“Sir, I can handle him myself.” Angela stated flatly.
“Yes, I know.” replied Jon,”But I don’t want to draw any more attention to us then we have too.”
They wound their way back to Destiny and into the cargo bay. Sliding out from under JC’s arm Jon spoke to Angela, “Take him to the Medical Bay, please Angela, I’ll get Dr. Stephanie to come check him out.”
Stepping to the comm. Jon call Steph, ”Doc, We have a patient for you in the medical bay, be ready for some surprises.” Then Jon made his way to Engineering, he knew the ship’s mechanic had seemed to develop a special bond with Angela even if she needed to renew it daily.
“Grace…. You gave Angela a big assignment to protect me didn’t you?”
Grace looked up trying to keep her expression blank, even innocent like, “Whaaat….?”
Jon walked over andpatted her on the head…”Good call.”
JC woke up in what looked to him like an infirmary, on a ship. Pieces of memories flooded back to him as he remembered calling Jon Brown but he wasn’t expecting this kind of help. He just wanted enough money to make the pain go away – permanently. As he moved to look around, the pain from the infernal fake arm came flooding back into him, though not nearly as bad as before.
“You are awake. Try to relax, you have been out for awhile.” A feminine voice said calmly. JC saw a woman who he thought he recognized but couldn’t remember where.
“Who are you? Where am I?” JC asked.
The dark haired woman with brownish skin smiled faintly as if he had made a joke. “Who am I? Good question. Call me Angela. Angela Ryan. You’re onboard a mid-bulk transport called Destiny, captained by Jonathan Brown. Are you in pain?”
JC shifted his weight on the bed and tried to prop himself up but his arm overreached and shot out across his body and toward Angela, but she easily caught the arm in mid swing. “Quite the reach you have with this. My reflexes are getting a workout.”
“Sorry. I can’t control it well. And yeah I am in pain but not as bad as before.”
“Well no wonder you can’t, considering how this was made. Grace says you have a faulty turbo and the parts are mismatched. Doctor Stephanie says whoever did this to you wired your nervous system as if they were planning to do more. You are lucky.”
“I don’t feel too gorram lucky.” JC said loudly but then winced in pain and fell back to the bed.
Angela pulled a cord out from within his sheets and placed a control in his hand with a button on it. “If the pain gets too intense, press this. It will give you a dose of painkiller – I don’t know what but probably an opium synth. It won’t let you overdose so don’t bother.” She said plainly, “I know pain. I know it like an old friend, one of the few I do know. People did things to my head that made me wish it could explode and take the pain away. I also know in my bones that I’ve been injured and taken time to heal, long days and nights of pain I thought would never end. But I held on to the pain as well, because as long as I felt it, I knew I was alive and I could outlast it. I would not let it beat me.” Angela stepped back and adjusted the sheets around JC. “I’m thinking to call you Tinman.”
“Come again?” JC asked.
“It’s a story from Earth that Was about a man who had all his limbs and body replaced by tin parts. He joined others on a quest to find a great wizard because the one part of him that was missing was his heart.”
“Oh yeah? What happened to him?”
She smiled and put her hand on his right shoulder.”Turned out he always had it, he just needed to be reminded that it was there all along. One of his companions was a scarecrow who needed a brain. That’s me. If I only had a brain...” Angela took her hand away and then clasped her fingers around the button and pressed it once for JC. “Try to get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a new day and maybe we can find the wizard together.”
The doctor watched the monitors as they read through JC’s vitals. Grace had his arm outstretched as she connected cables to parts of the arm and ran her own kind of diagnostics. Jon stood well back from the two ladies and his newly found old friend and listen to him tell the tale of how he got in the back alley.
“....and that was that. Now I got this freakish arm, I can’t control it properly and the pain has been intense. Sorry to draw you into my problems.” JC explained.
“Don’t worry about it.” Jon said firmly, “Getting into others troubles seems to be my natural state of being. I’m getting used to it actually.”
“What the Gorram hell?” Grace said loudly, “They put a medical firmware on a servo designed for a hydraulic walker! No wonder you can’t control this. I need to re-write the firmware from scratch and then re-calibrate it from the ground up. Even then, it will take you awhile to get use to it. Might be better off getting a new arm – I got some friends in the ....”
“No Grace.” Stephanie answered, “Whoever did this was a rank amateur at neural-surgery. They laid in so much circuitry and wiring that they must had planned to ‘enhance’ JC here even more.” her voice dripped contempt at the idea.
Grace was staring off into the distance as she sometimes did when she was hard at thought. “If I get could get the firmware for a newtech arm, and modify the code...” she muttered under her breath.
“I have to say Jon, you have a talent for finding the interesting ones. “ She smiled fondly at Jon, “A lab grown lady with no memory, a man with an artificial arm made from spare parts? What’s next? A Lovebot that has a heart of gold?” She then turned her attention to JC, “I can do something about the pain, make it more manageable and as the damage heals it will get better but ....there is only so much I can do. If we take the arm off, you will die. They have it so poorly hardwired into your central nervous system.”
One month later, Tess walked away from Rocinante and the crew after saying her farewells. It had been an intense short stint with the ship but they were good people and she was going to miss them. But he real home was Destiny and as she rounded the corner of the shipyard, she smiled to see it there, landing gear down and cargo bay open. Grace was there in an old patio chair, waiting for her.
“Mei-Mei!” They both exclaimed loudly and ran to each other to hug like sister long separated. Jon soon came out to join in the reunion.
“Welcome Back Tess. We have missed you. “ Jon said.
“Glad to be back.” Tess said happily, “We ready to fiy?”
“Whenever you are.” Grace answered, “But you need to meet the crew. We have some new people that will take ... some getting use to – but I think we will be a good fit together.”
Posted on 2013-10-21 at 14:36:50.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Violent cases
Asher has the case with the Violin. I commented on that when Bromern posted it for the first time and he agreed.
Posted on 2013-10-20 at 20:05:18.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: sigh
What part of Really crude rough draft bad drawing did you miss? The ship is the dot. The rectangle is the landing strip.
Posted on 2013-10-15 at 17:16:40.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Really crude rough draft bad drawing
To give you ideas.
Posted on 2013-10-08 at 18:14:49.
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: These are the caves
Note the numbers are not painted on the floors of the cave. Just so you know - Ody.
Posted on 2013-10-08 at 17:55:14.
Edited on 2013-10-08 at 17:55:58 by Alacrity
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