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Topic: Teller must away
Subject: Travel well
Thoughts and prayers go with you and your family during this trying time. Return when you are ready.
Posted on 2013-05-16 at 11:10:35.
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Topic: Compendium Q&A
Subject: Ready
Teller of Aryn, I have the first post ready to go when you add me to those who can submit to this game...
Thank you again for the opportunity to play.
Posted on 2013-05-16 at 02:39:44.
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Topic: Looking to start a game
Subject: Thank you
Kyle bows once more, 'I thank you for your time and consideration in this matter. I am truly honored to be the first in reserves. If I am not called upon please let those who do travel on this road know that all their affairs will be watched over and kept well until their return.'
Kyle once more moves to the table and fills his tankard and lifts it high, 'To those who travel the roads of tomorrow we drink to you today!' With that he down his tankard.
He then bows to the Teller of Aryn, takes a few steps backwards and then turns and heads for the door and as he does he calls out, 'DOG COME, we have the homes of heroes to watch over.' With that call, movement came from the shadows. A black lab of about 85 pounds. His coat was as black as night and the sheen of silk. His muzzle was graying with age. A beautiful animal except for one missing eye.
Posted on 2013-04-17 at 07:29:42.
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Topic: Looking to start a game
Subject: In the shadows
A low bow, 'Kyle, Battle Cleric of the Goddess of Rhann'
Kyle moves to a near by table where a pitcher of wine and several goblets sit upon a silver platter. He pours himself one and then drinks away the road dust, 'Thank you, now I may speak more clearly.'
'Looks like I am a bit late. But as time passes and if those who walk this path do not hold true to it please look to me. I am well versed in the gaming system you speak of. I am currently in one other campaign 'Trilogy'. There I am Maggot or Weaver as some call me. If in time I am honored to walk this path with those who hold true to it, I am able to play what ever race or class that is required. Until I receive word I will lurk and look forward some good reading.'
Kyle bows once more, 'Travel well and I look forward to your tomorrow.'
Posted on 2013-04-16 at 01:22:10.
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Topic: The Hobbit - Trailer
Subject: I want for my Birthday...
I am having morning time in the evening after seeing this. Think I will reread the book.
Posted on 2011-12-22 at 06:14:19.
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Topic: The Holiday Season
Subject: Status update
took it and face booked it also...
Thanks
Posted on 2011-12-10 at 15:27:27.
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Topic: CALLING ALL INN MEMBERS!
Subject: What we look like? A large wolf...
Kyle Westhelm hears the Lady Hobolyra speak. Her request for all to come fourth and be noted so that she may draw a wonders piece with the Inn its name sake and all of us Innmates. Kyle sips from his tankard as he ponders the thought…
“Yes, I think it would be nice to be noted,” the battle harden war cleric says to himself and stands to his feet. He approaches the table where the Lady Hobolyra is conducting her affairs and in a dignified voice, “I am Kyle Westhelm of the house Westhelm.” Before the table stands a man in his mid 40’s, chain mail covered with various pieces of steel plate mail. A tunic is worn over his armor and is held around his waist with a thick leather belt with a simple brass buckle. His shield is round and made of wood with iron trimming. The mace he is using as a make shift cane is of steel with leather bound handgrips His salt and pepper hair (more salt then pepper, a unwelcome family trait) is kept short. He never wares a helm, it muffles out the cries for help. The hair on his face can be of various lengths depending on the Campion and how long he has been away but in times of normalcy he is cleanly shaven.
After a few seconds he bows, “I look forward to your work.” The battle harden cleric than returns to his table and his tankard.
In a place far off the sound of a keyboard can be heard. A signal lamp lights the desktop and the smell of fresh coffee fills the air, ‘I think she was talking about me you fool.’
Kyle glances over his shoulder, “I look better than you.”
Once more the tapping of the keys ring out, ‘But with out me you are not’ Kyle begins to reply when once more the keys fire back with great haist, ‘Let us not get into this here! Sorry, I digress… I am 43 years of age my hair is salt and pepper gray and dark brown. I stand 5 foot 11. 200 lbs but the holidays have not come and gone yet. That should be basic enough.’
The keys fall silent and Kyle speaks again, “I still say I look better!”
Posted on 2011-12-10 at 15:03:44.
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Topic: Hello
Subject: A new arrival
Kyle Westhelm enters the Inn and pats off the road dust form his tunic, "If I may a goblet of your finest wine keep. I wish to was away the road dust from the back of my teeth." He drinks deep from the goblet and then gives a smile, "There now I do not taste the farms land."
The old battle cleric then notices a new face and calls for all glasses, goblets, and tankards to be filled. "Good Lady Sunshine, May you find many a friend here. May your travels be truly rewarding." the old cleric then lifts his goblet, "Well met to the Lady SunshineFarie and Long live the Inn!"
Posted on 2011-10-04 at 13:14:21.
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Topic: DEATHLANDS Q&A
Subject: Stats
Ok, i have my stats how do you want them?
And i have an idea about the Wis and Int Stats.
Alos will make a list of abilitys as you have requested and e-mail them to you.
Posted on 2011-09-18 at 04:37:41.
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Topic: The Bracelet
Subject: To move one with words
Kyle and Maggot find themselves sitting quietly one evening in the inn at Kyle’s usual table. Maggot leans in and whispers, ‘Look Kyle, Battle cleric of the Sea Godess; you know how much I hate the world of man, why do you bring me here?’
Kyle lifts a hand as if to say, ‘Shhh, soon you will see.’ It is then a young bard steps for the crowd and places himself by the grand fireplace. Kyle speaks quietly to the old man, ‘Chessicfayth, The Bard.’ Kyle points.
The Inn falls silent and Chessicfayth begins…
When Chess finishes Kyle smiles and lifts his tankard high, “Such words stir emotions deep and for a long time they will go with those who have heard them this very eve.”
The old man Maggot looks at Kyle, “This is why I hate the world of man! Out there away from things such as this, I do not have to hear things that remind me of the pain that is brought on by others,” Maggot stand and storms out of the Inn.
Kyle looks at Chessicfayth, “Sadness, Happiness, Joy, and Sorrow. These are the things that make us human. Well done Chessicfayth.”
Posted on 2011-08-21 at 03:55:21.
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Topic: Won't be very active...
Subject: This time
Ok here it is...
Fingers are crossed, prayers are going out. But if we get word he misses another meeting he will have to answer to your family. Now where is that web site to find cheap airfare?...
There it is, now don't make me hit send!
Posted on 2011-08-10 at 18:17:03.
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Topic: Hey Look it's Tann!!
Subject: Glory and Trumpets!
Glad to see you lurking around the Inn. You have my number and know how to get in touch with me. I keep the cell on my him all the time now. You need any help at home or with posting just give me a call we will set something up.
Posted on 2011-06-20 at 05:16:11.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: Tann is home
Tann is home, they have help showing up for the next few weeks or so.
He says he will be lurking as he can when there is some one around to help with the computer. If my son's recovery is any gauge on how long it will take Tann to have enough motor skills to use a keyboard and mouse, I look for him to be on with in a few days or at the longest a week.
On a personal note to Tann... 'Get your backside moving and get back to the INN.'
Posted on 2011-06-17 at 15:00:51.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: The delivery was made.
To all the INN Mates,
I thank you. Stopped by Tann's house this morning before getting him back to the hospital. He loved the card. To all those who participated, he loved it. He will kill me for this but... It moved him to tears.
Helped his mom get him into the family ride this morning. She, with her back surgery less that a month ago can not take care of him by herself. Have not heard anything on that but will pass it on as soon as I hear something.
Once again my fellow INN Mates! You people are amazing and give Tann all the will and drive to get pass this.
Kyle Westhelm
Posted on 2011-06-16 at 18:43:51.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: Home again away again...
Tann was sent home from the hospital because some bean counter said he was able to go home. What they did not research was the fact no one is there to feed him and the man can not scratch his own nose... We have a local nurse that will return him to the care of the doctors who did not want to send him home in the first place.
this is what happens when you take the decision making out of the hands of the doctors and nurses and put it into the hands of some bean counter behind a desk. Thank you Mr. O........
No! I will not go there... this is about Tann not... Oh darn i almost went there again.
Will have more to post Thursday, hope to be up early so I can see him at his home before they take him away again.
Posted on 2011-06-16 at 05:12:36.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: The latest and greatest news
"This just In from Hospital Central via Text...
Al had the operation to his shoulders and is in recovery doing fine.
"We would like to thank our reporter in the field Al's Mother Unit and the friend on the seen Marc. Would also like to thank all those who have posted well wishes, prayers, and just plane good old happy thoughts.
This is Kyle Westhelm signing off.
Have a great day peoples of the INN."
Posted on 2011-06-09 at 18:25:31.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: FYI
By text from Tann's home front... He is going under the knife Thursday in the am hours central time zone. They are going to reconstruct his shoulder. Keep him in mind and prayer.
On a more sober note, The seizers were caused by the brain tumor coming back or that is what Tann has told me. Will try to get the same answer from his mother unit.
Posted on 2011-06-09 at 06:30:51.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: Told you I would check back
Will give Albert all the well wishes and thank you for keeping him in your prayers. I will tell him of the hugs, but I sure an't going to hug him.
Will get a number to his room as soon as I get one, but for now all it would do is ring and then fall silent, he can't get the darn thing to his ear to hear anything yet. And all he does is talk kinda loud toward it... not that i have done this a few times.
For all those who have him in games, he and I are talking about a one day a week post. He will pass on to me and I will post it for him. He will be right over my shoulder as I type. As this gets closer will pm each DM to get approval. As for those in Trill look for this kinda of thing to take place in about two to three weeks. We are hoping that is when he will be sent home.
Will check in 24hrs.
Posted on 2011-06-07 at 07:45:38.
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Topic: Tann Fell Down
Subject: Tann Fell Down
Tann a week ago Friday (27th May) was sent to the hospital in the am hours. It seemed he had a seizure or two. During this episode he broke his collar bones. Yes both of them. He looks to be out for at least two more weeks.
I have spoken with him twice on the phone and hope to make a trip or two to the hospital to visit him. Can't think of a better time to pick on him than now.
If any wish to get word to him. Shoot me a PM or make a post here. I will be sure to check the inn everyday for the time being.
Keeping an eye on Tann,
Kyle
Posted on 2011-06-06 at 03:28:06.
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Topic: New member intro
Subject: Some one new and i saw it.
Kyle enterend the inn and went to the bar, 'a tankard of ale if I could please, need to wash away the road dust.' the battle harden cleric emptied the tankard, 'there is none better this side of the realm.' As the tankard was filled and place back down before him he thanked the keep and noticed the new face.
'Master DredNot it is always a good day when we can welcome another to the Inn.' Kyle then motions to the darkness over his shoulder and gave a little whisper, 'You know, it is said that he used to have the red box...'
In a room only lit by the glow of a computer screen and the sound of keys tapping away, 'Yes Kyle, and that red box can still be found in my closet among the other books of magic and dictionaries of monsters and other bad things. Welcome to the Inn drednot57.' silence filled the room once more...
'Sometimes he has little to say, other times he just sits there,' Kyle then once more gives a quick glance over his shoulder, 'but he is always watching.' Kyle then motions for tankards, goblets, and glasses to be filled. With his own tankard filled he lifts it high, 'Good people of the Inn join me in welcoming one who has long walked the realm. Welcome DredNot may you find friendship, may your spells always be true, and your sword forever sharp. Long live the Inn.'
Posted on 2011-02-24 at 04:41:42.
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Topic: Running to look
Subject: 006 Running to Look
In the square of Tritum Hamlet
Ten minutes passed until others came from hiding. It was the blacksmith who spoke first, ‘Someone go in and find the Inn Keeper and his daughter, Rose.’ Three young boys took off toward the Badger and Tankard inn. The blacksmith then bent down and rolled William off the top of the pile. William let out a groan, but remained lifeless. The blacksmith then rolled Malechi over. He was breathing and blood slowly oozed from a small slit in his armor.
The Blacksmith noted the royal seal on the armor and with a quick movement of his hand coved the seal with a bit of Malechi’s cloak. The blacksmith pointed to a man in a white apron, ‘Burt, see to that one,’ he pointed to the third body.
Burt bent down, then stood and took a quick step back. All the color ran from his face, ‘I can see… his head, its…’ his hand made a motion around the back of his own head and he struggled for words, ‘Smithy, I don’t think he is alive anymore.’
‘Fine, help me with this one’s armor.’ Smithy said to Burt
Before the two could do anything William spoke softly, ‘Do not remove his armor or you will kill him.’
‘Twaddle!’ Said Smithy as he and Burt continued toward the armor.
‘His armor is the only thing keeping him together. If you remove his armor, you will relieve the pressure and he will die.’ William said as his eyes remained closed and struggled to control his breathing.
The two men stopped and looked at William, ‘What do you care? Just moments ago you where trying to kill him yourself.’
‘Yes, but I could not. Now he needs to live. Fetch your healer unless you wish to kill him and bring upon you and your family the wrath of his brother.’ William’s eyes were now open and he looked up at a blue sky and softly whispered, ‘Father forgive me.’
The three boys returned, ‘Master Jacob is the only one in there but he sleeping.’ One of the boys said as they all struggled to catch their breath.
Another continued, ‘And he looks like that one,’ when everyone looked at the boys they were all pointing at Malechi.
‘Check the barn, I saw Newt go in there just before they arrived.’ Burt pointed to one of the dead men in black armor. ‘Perhaps he and Rose slipped out the back and into the barn.’ The three boys took off toward the barn. ‘Smithy what should we do?’
‘We need to get them to the Cross Roads Church. Go to the barn and get the wagon ready.’ Smithy then looked toward the barn, ‘Where is Newt?’ he whispered to himself.
William then spoke again, ‘You can’t move him until you dress that wound. You need to pack it.’ William coughed up some blood.
‘What about you?’ Smithy asked.
‘Leave me. I am with the dead already.’ William continued to cough up more blood.
Burt stood, ‘I will fetch a horse and send my own boy to bring a healer from the church,’ and headed toward the barn. Others of the small hamlet began to crowd around to get a better look. As Burt rounded the side of the Inn movement in the field caught his eye.
Posted on 2011-02-19 at 04:55:34.
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Topic: Running to look
Subject: 005 Running to Look
Running to Look 005
The stranger stepped out into the morning. Five men at arms on horseback greeted him. The leader of the men spoke, ‘I am relieved.’ The other four sat easy in their saddles and began to chuckle and dismount.
One pushed his horse to the side, ‘Another play acting peasant?’ the others began to laugh again.
‘No.’ answered the leader, still on his mount. ‘Men I would like to introduce you to the cunning Malechi.’ The men now had a look of worry, and stood at the ready.
The stranger through off his cloak that until now hid his armor and true identity, Malechi simply smiled and looked at the one on horseback, ‘William.’
William replied with simply, ‘Malechi.’
The one closest to Malechi reached for the hilt of his sword. Before his hand could grip it an arrow had pieced him just about his right breast plate and into his heart. He was dead before he hit the ground.
The one further most away quickly whispered something and with a flash of movement there came a groan from the second floor window and a thud as dead weight fell to the floor.
Malechi quickly caught the man with his eyes and glared at him. The man stood frozen as if fear held him in place. Malechi sniffed the air, ‘Arcane Master! I will kill you slowly.’ The dark apprentice mage turned and ran. In a flash of movement, as if he was commanding his axe; an axe not for cutting wood but one crafted in the art of killing men was commanded by thought and not hand. Malechi’s axe found itself embedded between the shoulder blades of the mage ling.
‘Now Malechi, how are we going to have a fair fight if you keep killing my men?’ William asked as he finally dismounted.
‘There are still three of you; come William do you not still like the odds?’ Malechi smiled. Malechi motioned over the one laying face down in the street with an axe in his back, ‘That one should not even count, he was only a mage ling and one of her pets I would wager.’
‘I would like them better if you were already dead!’ that was the signal. William and the other two remaining men drew weapons and moved in.
Malechi moving swiftly was able to avoid their swords for the most part and they with heavy shields manage to turn away his sword.
The four danced around the town square a few slices were made, but Malechi was always a step ahead. William was the most deadly of the three but Malechi seemed to be using the other two to counter William’s attacks. Every time William thought he had a step in, one of his men would stumble or step in the way and cut off William’s attack.
Out of frustration, William lunged in knocking one of his own men off balance. Malechi used this and found the chink in the man’s armor and plunged his sword into the open slit of his visor. The man stood straight and all seemed to stop. Malechi removed his sword from the man’s skull and he crumbled to the ground.
William smiled and began circling to his left. The other man removed his helm and moved to his right. Malechi stood his ground and allowed himself to be flanked. All seemed to be gasping for air, sweat dripped from every pour, but this is what these men did. They danced with the devil. They played with death.
A few drops of blood slipped from under Malechi’s armor and dripped to the ground at his feet. The tip of his sword dipped slightly and the other two lunged like vultures on a die corps.
Malechi spun and deflected William’s blow away with his own sword. Malechi reached out and grabbed the other man’s sword and guided it toward William’s mid section. The heavy steel of the sword was too much for Williams armor. The blade penetrated William’s armor and wedged itself deep between two ribs. Malechi’s movement continued and the pommel of his own sword found the now unarmored head of the other man and cracked it open like a ripe melon.
The three men fell to the ground in a heap of armor, blood, and death.
Posted on 2011-02-13 at 22:49:05.
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Topic: Running to look
Subject: 004 Running to Look
As the rooster awoke the stranger voices could be heard from down stairs arguing, ‘If it is who you say it is then we should have much fear and take to the hills and woods.’
‘It is who I say it is and we have not to fear if there are only five as you say.’ The second voice was that of Rose.
The two continued to argue and soon the stranger put a name to the first voice. It was that of Newt, the young stable boy. As Rose and Newt argued the stranger got out of bed, made ready to take on the day ahead, and moved to the top of the stairs.
‘Wake your father; we will see what he has to say about this?’ Newt finally said as all attempts to sway Rose’s thoughts on the matter of the stranger had failed.
‘No need, I am already awake.’ The tavern keep stepped from the back room and was clad in full leather armor. Not his white apron they were all accustom to seeing him in. A quiver of arrows was on his back and the hilt of a short sword could be seen on his waist.
Newt stood his mouth hung open.
Rose quietly spoke, ‘Father?’
The keep moved to Rose, ‘your faith in the stranger has awakened something in this old heart. If he is whom you say then all will be well. If not then I will die fighting for your honor and faith in something that has long gone from these lands. I will also do as a good father should and defend his home and his family.’
The stranger stepped from the top of the stairs and walked down them clapping loudly, ‘The armor of the Woodland Guard’. A smile came to the strangers face as he pushed back his own cloak to revealed the same armor; only the stranger’s armor had the royal crest upon the left breast.
‘That is the royal crest. Then you are him.’ The old man took a knee.
‘Stand to your feet and yes I am he or I am him again. For a long time I had forgotten who I was and in that I have shamed my father.’ The stranger then stepped from the base of the stairs and into the room. He faces the three of them, ‘But it is the dishonor to you people that weighs heaviest on my heart.’
Rose places a hand on the Royal Crest and whispers, ‘Not all have lost faith.’
The stranger looks at Rose and a smile comes to him, ‘Very well then. Newt, you and Rose will go out the back and cross the field. If all goes bad set fire to the field and take to the forest. Keep moving away from here to the east. There are others like your father and I that will come when they see the smoke. One will find you and keep you safe.’
‘So there are others?’
‘Yes, but not many of us are left I am afraid. Most have put away their arms and have moved back into life as you have done.’ The stranger looked at the old inn keeper, ‘but as you have done perhaps they too will pick up arms when I have returned to my brother and the two of use stand together behind our father once more.’
‘There are five men out there that wish to stop that. Let us not get to ahead of ourselves sir.’ The inn keep said.
‘Right.’
It was then horses could be heard in the town square ‘In the tavern! Send out the stranger!’
The stranger pointed to the keep and then back up the stairs, ‘If you wish to do this still, second floor my room at the window.’ The keep moved to the base of the stairs when the stranger stopped him again, ‘hey, the back door is still open. I would not see it as running if you wish to protect your daughter.’
‘The name is Jacob my lord.’
‘Very well, Jacob. It is my honor to fight on the same battle field as you.’ The stranger said with a smile.
‘Death with honor.’ Jacob then moved quickly up the stairs.
‘Come now! If my men and myself have to go in there we will be forced to burn this place to the ground, all four buildings. We will kill all the men, take all the livestock and burn the fields. As for the women…’
Posted on 2011-02-13 at 05:24:05.
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Topic: Announcement
Subject: Another one? Kool!
Kyle Weshem approaches the door slowly and knocks gently, after a very short wait it opens. The cleric of the Sea Goddess enters the home and sees the small child, "She is a marvel to behold." He then whispers softly to her, "Santa said you wanted a mommy and daddy for Christmas. May they bring you a life time of memories." Kyle stands and faces the parents, "A gift and a blessing she will be unto the two of you. Well done." Kyle then bows to the family and takes his leave.
Posted on 2010-12-25 at 21:47:08.
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Topic: CALLING ALL INN MEMBERS!
Subject: am i late?
Kyle enters the Inn and orders a tankard of the finest. “Hear there is to be some kind of picture thing. Sounds cool. Now would that be a description of me?” Kyle steps away from the bar, holds out his arms to his side and does a little turn on a fictions catwalk. He then leans back upon the bar, “Or…
“I currently am playing Maggot in the Trilogy game. Now Maggot is a strange one indeed but then Trilogy is a strange place.”
Kyle then leans in close and speaks softly, “Then there is him…” Kyle points to a spot just over his shoulder…
In a far off place, a room is lit only by the glow of a computer screen. The tapping of keys can be heard, “Kyle, you talking about me again?”
Back at the Inn, “How does he do that?! He always knows when I am talking about him. Well any way, which description would you like or is it to late for that?”
Posted on 2010-12-18 at 19:16:20.
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