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Feb/01
2004
2004
Jan/23
2004
2004
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Recent events have me to believe that perhaps Fharlangahn the Traveler does indeed watch over my poor soul.
Jan/20
2004
2004
Some of my group were figuring out languages. In addition to the languages covered in the core books and SRD (and your software programs), it should be noted that other Greyhawk-specific languages exist. Look at this mini-Greyhawk Gaz. to see the langauges.
Jan/18
2004
2004
Weíre in sand. We canít test our engines, sensors, or communications. It looks everything is working ok.
Jan/12
2004
2004
Anyone who wants to take over this "recap" of the nights events will get reward points in my game.
Jan/07
2004
2004
This dude took the SRD data for spells and monsters and offers it in XML or MySql format. Could save some typing. (this is probably only interesting to Brian and me).
Jan/04
2004
2004
Us knobs are on Dantooine, which is at 1:30 on the mapóand nowhere near Tattooine.
Dec/31
2003
2003
Dan, with that masterwork double sword, you are one kick-ass, first-level character. We may have to talk about some other limitation or something....
Dec/18
2003
2003
Problematic Spells 3.5 - Interesting read. Some good points. (Deathwatch, Enlarge, Fabricate) some not.
Sep/14
2003
2003
So here we are inside a stomach or blood vessel or tank of some kind, and we're getting munched by these yellow blob things. And we're standing in green goop. And when we kill one, another one shows up. And we can barely move, and these critters haul ass. On the bright side, the blobs have shit for armor class and our blasters take 'em out pretty fast. Of course when we fall on our asses, it makes the moving AND the shooting tricky.
Joel says we can't take cover for being in the goop. We're gonna be chow.
Aug/17
2003
2003
So, Mike says, "I can't be food bitch. I'm going to De Pere." (he forgot his laptop power cord).
No one knows for sure who's going where, etc. I offer up, "Well, if you all call into Pasquale's Mike could get it on the way back." Brian laughs. Mike says, "fuck you!"
I think my mission here should be to make Mike our food bitch each and every week. That would kick ass.
Jul/27
2003
2003
Well, by now we're off on our trek through the desert to find our quarry (Adar Tallon). We have managed to start out only an hour behind Kast because we can't trust our friggin' informant Labria, and by the time we end the night we find out we're *8* hours behind...We're at the Oasis at dusk, and Kast's boys came through at lunchtime. To make it even better, we're all either partying down with the Oasis boys or meditating, when someone throws a smoke grenade through the window and says, "Tell us what Kast wants, or you will all die!"
On the bright side, we saved a barge full of bounty hunter scum from soem krayt dragons and killed a handful of womprats. Tatooine can rest easy knowing it's a safer place.
For heroes, we're not very heroic.
Melvin
Jul/20
2003
2003
So we go to visit with Slag Flats. She's apparently set up her hideout underneath thousands of gallons of water, with a gigantic friggin' valve to empty the tank into the main room. Even better, there's a control panel on the outside to dump the water.
No wonder she's dead.
At any rate, we've spent several rounds messing round with the two controls, and at this point Gunther is inside the room with the doors open, but the floodgates are ALSO open. He's not worried...he must have a hell of a swim check. Good luck, man!
Jul/06
2003
2003
Mike is this week's food bitch. Pretty appropriate because he suggested where we get food from, but then said he was NOT going to be the food bitch. Then we play a fun multiple-die-rolling game and Mikey goes down in flames. Ha, ha!
Scotty "not food bitch this time, suckas!" G
Jun/30
2003
2003
After determining that the average player needs a freakin' spreadsheet to calculate astrogation, I built one. Let me know if something is broken:
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