D*mn, Todd... I was eating...

Others have said it better. Smiles and laughter and fond memories... A great lady. My thoughts are with you as well.

Wish I could have made it... But thanks for posting all of the feedback so I could live the event vicariously through all of you. My character was there in spirit (perhaps literally...).

we treat pc different than npcs because we see pc's as people as well, we just see npc's as tools. I understand why NPC's are treated different. :) My question is how can you think of yourself as a good Rp'er and continue to do that. I will wait for responces befoe I get even more confrentational. ...

Not sure what to say beyond what's already been said. The rain sucked for the sinus' and real life woes were distracting me incessantly. Considering that, the event was well done and the roleplaying both worth watching and being a part of. Pulling off the games in that weather was an impressive feat...

I thought it was a good idea for the reasons already mentioned. Didn't make it over there myself but I heard many people inquiring about it all weekend.

The youth sighs with deep regret. "Though I would stay, duty calls at home. May the wind bring thee good fortune, Gabrial."

The seer stares at Atrum's arm as though uncertain what to do with it, expression bemused. There is a glance at Vaun and a furrowing to the brows. Then a sigh and a shrug.

"Lead on."

The youth looks up from gazing at the runes.
"Nothing."

OOC: oops, shoulda been pre-key revelation The flush increases though the voice is still soft, "Father has alot to lose. He can be gruff, but he means well. The loss of the bell could trigger some nasty things in the homeland. So can we focus on the finding of it and not words that may lead to ...

Catching up after briefly tailing Argus, the youth flushes at Atrum's words. Mutters, "I still say we save the blame for the thief..." Looks around for Esmerelda, hoping they might gain some insight if any can be found their way while the scouts do their thing.

"Apparently the wit in this room is not as sharp as the tongues..." the teenager takes a deep breath. "Too much offense and not enough focus. And people wonder why youth has trouble respecting age."

Follows Argus outside.

"The blame lies on the thief. Plain and simple." The youth scowls out a window, having until now been lurking silently. Nodding at Dallid's suggestion, the seer rises. "We should have a look, law-enforcer chosen yet or not."

It was great to see you and RP together again. Very surreal considering who we each were playing and the location of the event both in and out of game. Definitely some echoes of the "old days"...

The Good: funky IG setting, monorail wars, treasure machine jackpot, the "final" battle, amazing character interactions, the rainstorm, crushing mosquitoes. The Bad: Fri. night heat/humidity, sinus issues, a few things others have already mentioned, mosquitoes. The Ugly: mosquitoes... Than...