Duvors

"Hmmm... will you give me one venom for three gold?"

Throlar wilts.

"I just wanted to find out if My assumption that you were Arthur was correct, as you have verified that I would have nothing else to ask.""However, you have just signed up for a quest that I have also signed up for,therefore there is a chance that we will be spending a great deal of time together so it would be a good idea to get to know each other first." Throlar's voice grows calmer. "I am genuinely sorry for annoying you, but I haven't had any sleep last night and that tends to make me disagreeable." Throlar extends his hand. "Throlar Wineghilm ambassador to the Wineghilm clan of Titaan and worst diplomat in the world." "And who may you be, my good sir?"

"I tried" said Throlar"that's not very easy for Me,that's probably why... but you don't want to hear about that do you?"

"I've been trying to talk with this man for some time and I think that you're meddling in what does not concern you."

"18...............................19...........................20! Now Mister Arthur Justus Regulus VII, will you please come down off Mount Cavora and talk to the ambassador and possible future questmate standing just below eye level?" said Throlar with noticeable irritation in his voice.

"Excuse Me Haldor." said Throlar taking his leave of the nord. Approaching Arthur he said "Good sir, will you not accept My invitation? If not I am afraid I will have to impose myself upon you!"

"I was talking to Myself just then really,a habit I've developed and wish I could get rid of.

"Well,the translation of that particular verse isn't very hysterical." "Valiant death valiant death,long spear and great heart, Geldrian of memory eternal,valiant death." "That is a direct translation of the verse, the last line would be changed if I used the more common version."

"Valiar valiar eiraf ei ai onin, Geldrian keldiarn valiar." "That" said Throlar to Haldor "is one verse from the longest lay on Olegaia. A long lay,but not particularly sad like the short thing you just heard." "Come,good watchman"called Throlar addressing Arthur"and let us speak of anything but music."

(OCC ok,I get them confused sometimes.)

Throlar claps. "Wonderful sir,I just love sad music." He said with a hint of sarcasm and touch of feeling carried in the same inflection. (OCC. Johon is at a different table dreaming of donuts,I'm the guy talking to Karie and Haldor.)

"I've been doing that for years."

"Vartland is the name of the place isn't it? So the term would be Vartic."Excuse Me for a second." Throlar strides over to the Quest Board and signs up for quest 77.

"Well,I am a Dwarf who has heard at least every single Vartic saga from start to finish.""I'm also an ambassador so watch out."

"I don't drink,I don't brag about strength,and I intend to die a bachelor.""He tried to tell Me how to enjoy Myself,thats when,for the second time,I manage to introduce Myself to people who run a state with out being thrown out on My ear." "Heh heh heh." "If you think that then you can't have heard the ends of the stories where the heroes die in battle eh?"

Throlar slowly grinds his way to Karie,Mcency,and Haldor. "Did'ya see that! Who does that oaf think He is telling Me how to be happy?"

"Who are you to tell Me what to do,some sorta idiot? I can do what I like and you can't stop Me.""And if you say that I sing like a little girl again..." Throlar stumps out of the hall in a fine temper.

Great!

The following photos where taken some time ago for My flickr group,the Chronicles of Dracogard. Well,what do you think of them?

"La la la tra la tra lalala la tra la lala la la la la tra la la la lala la la tra la lalala tra lala." Throlar,happy as a songbird (well He is going la la la isn't He? And why are clams happy anyway?) strides in throwing His mace and chain in the air and catching it again on the way down.

Just remember that the freedom to make stupid decisions is better then being forced to make a right one.

Well you fooled Me.And by storyline I meant plot. A plot. An evil plot.

Both good battle tactics as far as I can see.Another example of freedom of choice is Sandy's quest Protect My Brother. Although the Quest could not go anywhere but the place Sandy wanted it to the party was given a chance to talk it's way out of every battle except the one with the troll. Whats more,Sandy gave the party puzzles with no fixed answer,if Sandy thought it would work,it worked.

I think that a good stratagem for battles is to have a lot of throwaway goons with one to three more powerful or special guys in charge. But I don't have any experience with this so I could be wrong. As for quests that give the players lots of choices, I think that people have gotten into the habit of either giving a standard A or B choice or a choice that isn't a choice at all(like,for instance,fight the troll or jump off the cliff). Brickdoctor is a master of giving free reign to his players without sacrificing his storyline and if you want help on that score ask him. Puzzles are Waterbrick Downs forte.