Scubacarrot

The raider, on his way back from getting a fresh drink, let his eye fell onto a boardgame someone left on the table. It looked like one of the parlour games that he had played back home. Slightly different, but similair enough. Guts put the bottle down, and sat down, rearranging the pieces to their starting positions. Perhaps the one that had left the game there would play a game with him...

"Listen chump. I'll be deciding for myself wether or not I'll be putting what I say in quotes or not."

"I'm currently playing the role of an angry housewife. The quotes are to make it clear that this is what I am saying. I am actually a ruthless dick."

"It's called roleplaying, ya nerd."

"You are already dead."

"I know I am going to regret asking, but what was the game part?"

"Murder games. Mostly."

Guess it'll happen after the Baltaroks then.

"And I spend all day making the stuffing for that damn thing, too. Oh well, Mafia on!"

I've continually said that. After 85 and 77 would be done. Well, whatever. I can host anytime. Communication's difficult, it seems. As is getting a specific five people together...

Sandy, you signing up for Quests mean you won't be coming to Strivvi? No big deal, but I'm just sayin'. Would have to retake a few pictures, but that's fine.

"Yes... barely, as usual, without any help from you... As usual. The Boar is about to be served. " "Your face is a bump."

Awww Tanma, don't be like that. We like you fine. Dek'ra, some of our characters less so, and not everyone enjoys the bionicle stuff, but the bionicle stuff aside, I think De'kra as being the little know it all demon that he is is a good entry in the line up of heroes.

"Of course you mean my husband, Rurik. If you were talking about me, we, and by we I mean you, would have a problem. I haven't seem him, but he should be here, somewhere. He is probably off drinking somewhere. Ugh. Men."

The raider let out a gruff chuckle, and waved his hand in the direction of the questing board. "This Baltarok trip seems like the most interesting thing right now. You should consider signing up. I don't believe we have actually fought together, have we Haldor?" The raider winked, and leaned back as Haldor started talking with an elf.

Hey, I'm back.

"Sure. I hear many a thing. What do you want to hear about? About how the fishing around Uland is treatened by someone's apparant experiments trying to create another kraken? Or how apparantly Captain Patricia's uniform got stolen." The raider says it with a foul face. There really was nothing interesting going on.

How so? Unlike my character´s and many others conviction, the Wolfgang under Ulric isn´t morally evil per se. I personally think out of the six veterans, he is by far the most likely one to have ties with the Wolfgang, that picture him exchanging gold with a Wolfgang member seals the deal for me at least. Keep in mind The Copper Fox is capable of many different things and teacher of all classes, as well as an ex-circus artist. And we all know carnies are a bunch of stone cold criminals.

"More than fair, appreciate it."

I say sure!

Can´t you put up a few basic ones like ones that inflict status effects, flat damage, a combination, all heroes damage/status, row damage/status, that sort of thing?

RIP Greedo 2012.

The raider waved Haldor over. "You´ll live, it´s just paper. I want that stone... Unfortunately, I´m presently challenged in the gold department. However, what I do have are various other tidbits I don´t particuarly need or want. Have a look."

Which is how it is in real life, mostly. We need dodge and parry mechanics. Say WBD, how is that battle calculator coming along you were working on a while back?