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>>46324236
nice man

Are the non-green parts just there for reference or are they intended to be part of the map?

Because it doesn't make a lot of sense either way...

>>46326318

You... Realize those are real-world countries held up against this landmass to show off how large it is, right?

You awaken in the dark, something small and round pressing into your chest, judging by the leathery scrape on your skin, Devi’s fallen asleep during the day again.

The smell of cooked fish guides you outside, Elecmon, Eva and Gotsumon still cooking up some of the shark you and Jeff hooked.

“Morning numbskull.” Eva calls as you step onto the beach. “Care to tell us about your latest attempt to get yourself killed?”

You rub the sore part of your skull, your hair still kinda smelling like stale beer, doing your best to tell them about the karaoke bar, while dusting a few grains of glass out of your hair.

You’re tossed a toasted sandwich, fresh off the fire pit, and you bite in thankfully, before Eva clears her throat noisily, her new earrings glimmering in the fire light. “Well, good for you.” She finally nods, “Good work getting her out of there, I mean.”

Elecmon pipes up, “Are you alright? You’re acting… nicer than usual.”

She glowers at him for a moment, ‘tch’ing loudly. “Why? Because I’m being nice?”

“Yes.” Gotsumon nods.

The blonde huffs, crossing her arms over her chest, before the two digimon decide to call it a night and get some sleep, dawn approaching quickly.

“She’s going to be hungover, isn’t she?” Eva groans, clapping a hand to her forehead, and rising to her feet, “Come on, I know a cure that always works when my mum’s been on a bender, just need to pick up some ingredients.”

She jerks her thumb down the street, pointing at a convenience store. “Like what?”

She reels off, counting on her fingers, “Vodka, tomato juice, some celery, bit of-”

“That’s a Bloody Mary.” You point out.

Her smile quirks a little, “And? Works on mother dearest. Only other thing I know is what Mark told me, and he says best cure for a hangover is to never get sober.”

“And Mark is…” You groan, massaging your head.

She just rolls her eyes, “Not the point, friend of mine, whatever. We going?”

>Just water will do her fine, don’t feel like walking
>Let’s just get her some OJ.
>You just want to spend some quality time alone with me, huh Eva?
>Bloody Mary, drunk teach is fun teach
>Write in

>>46321347
>>You just want to spend some quality time alone with me, huh Eva?

>>46324164
>liking post-Modern M:tG lore and settings

Pleb as fuck. Enjoy your literal tumblr trans autist pandering garbage.

>>46324186
>autist pandering garbage
I bet it someone said it about every tabletop game in existence.

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While it's messy I have fun with the new lore and art. Some of it actually looks pretty good.

>>46322852
First of all, on a completely unrelated note, it'd be a terrible thing to steal something of your fathers to make some quick cash.

On a related note, don't you want to keep those? Just selling your fathers shit just after he passed sounds kind of cold.

>>46322910
I don't want to sell all of them but it is a huge collection and I just dont have the space.I would love for it to be auction off at Gen Con as that is something that my dad and i love doing and were we got most of the collection.I just know i wont be able to do all these books justice by keeping them in a box and it would be great to give these books to people who will take great care of them.

>>46322910
It could be that op inherited most of his assets after he passed and doesn't have room for them all.

OP idk if this would be your best option but I'd look for local cons happening in your state.

I personally probably wouldn't sell them immediately though and would probably try and hold on to most of them. But that's just me

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The inevitable invasion of their home city-state mere days away, Samson and several others prepare for the worst. Planning on retreating North into Noba, at least for the time being, he, his family, and a few other folks and their families plan their retreats with little organization or assistance from the lord of the land.

A few days later, the flagship of Director Waldrick, as well as several others behind him, reach the shores of Holmstead, prepared for an easy fight. Rene, along with her own companions, prepares to fight for the Empire. Her and her sister have tasted battle back on the Isle of Wyrm, but this is their first "true" fight.

Little do they expect Sir Dyrus, accompanying King Augustus and many Noban Knights, to also be right on their collective way towards Holmstead to defend it, confident in the ease at which the few who remained North will defeat Director Belinda's forces.

Whose perspective will be followed?

>A. Rene
>B. Dyrus
>C. Samson

>>46317323
>>C. Samson

>>46317323
samson

>>46322799
Depending on the setting, ammo might be problematic.

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>>46323368

Twelve arrows or twelve crossbow bolts in the "fantasy" equipment list cost as much as a burlap sack, a candle, three torches, or a "rusty and worn" knife.

50 rounds in the "modern" equipment list cost as much as a duct tape roll, a flashlight, or a day's worth of trail rations.

50 shots' worth of energy in the "sci fi" equipment list cost the same as a day's worth of survival rations.

Does the physical attack inability of the Calm descriptor affect the Adept type's Onslaught when the energies are used to assail the target's physical form?

Calm descriptor:
>Inability: You’re just not a fighter. The difficulty of all physical attacks is increased by one step.

Adept type:
>Onslaught (1 Intellect point): You attack a foe within short range using energies that assail either his physical form or his mind. In either case, you must be able to see your target. If the attack is physical, you emit a force blast: a ray of force that inflicts 4 points of damage. If the attack is mental, you focus your mental energy into a mindslice that disrupts the creature’s thought processes, inflicting 2 points of Intellect damage (ignores Armor). Some creatures without minds (such as robots or zombies) might be immune to a mindslice. Action.

You want Drifters, OP.

>>46322484
Roanoke,Aztecs,Ninth Legion,Flight 19,and about 1 in 3 boats from 1850s to 1920s.

>>46323819
>>Aztecs
Getting killed by conquistadores is not "vanishing" you want Anasazi or Olmecs

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>46322081
Don't mean to be a dick, but, like, Chav speak is all well and good, but we have to be able to read this stuff

>>46322114
My good fellow, I am simply attempting to capture the spirit of the moment. And youz a bloody git. Wez proppa boyz

We're a true Klan, give me d100 for colors

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>46322160
Damn. Freebootas are da besht

>>46321839
Far Future/Grim Darkness Where There Is Only War

http://www.stratigraphy.org/index.php/ics-chart-timescale

>>46321839

Last Tuesday at Eric's place. You know what I'm talking about.

BoL got me laid once, but I think the only true answer is Pathfinder.

That game probably has the best M:F ratio of them all

>>46320653
World of Darkness.

"Hey gurl, i like how you throw that d20"
How does it even work?

>>46316460
>>"The poisoner is an immediate threat. We'll investigate the alchemists."

>>46316460
>>"The poisoner is an immediate threat. We'll investigate the alchemists."

We should steal his poison and feed it to uncle.

>>46316460
>"The poisoner is an immediate threat. We'll investigate the alchemists."

>>46317393
Look at his face

You tell me

>>46317459
With a face like that, he'd bring a whole new meaning to the word "slayer".

>>46317393

Haig wasn't incompetent. He also never had a downfall. He was still in command of the BEF in the war-winning battles of 1918. If this interests you then Gary Sheffield's books 'Forgotten Victory' and 'The Chief' are worth reading. Even Haig's modern critics like Prior and Wilson reject the mythological version of him being an imbecile (their books are also good and worth reading).


Steel Rain is viable as a tactic because it's basically how Marines operate: shock assault at key areas. The concept of an orbitally-delivered mobile reserve is basically sound, though it has the downside of being one-way. You can't fire pods back up into space so you'll need either transports or a very short campaign.

Regardless, it's not always going to be workable. Dropping pods blind into a Death World jungle isn't likely to end well. It has limited utility in cities, especially hives. It does also rely on having orbital superiority and that the enemy lack sufficient anti-aircraft weapons and interceptors.

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"stop"
>he says okay
problem solved
>he says no
"leave"
problem solved

Let's clarify a couple things. Firstly, was this a contract between the 'characters' or between the 'players'? If it was between characters then just let them roleplay it out, maybe drop hints to have someone arbitrate in game. If it's between players then you need to step in and rip that fucking contract into shreds. There's rules lawyering autism, which is annoying but manageable, and then there is this. You are letting this one player dictate the game because you don't feel as comfortable with the rules as they do.

Stop, take a breath, and repeat after me; "I am the DM. The rules are in place to help me, they are subject to my whims, I am not a prisoner to them in letter or in spirit." And it's the truth. You need to assert control. If you want to play a RAW game then sit down and familiarize yourself more with the rules, but otherwise just enjoy the game and if something comes up you're not sure on - crack open the book and find the answer.

In fact, after typing this all out I'm more inclined to just say boot that player or tell them that they can either rip up the contract and approach the game as an equal and worthwhile player or they can fuck off.

>>46317084
ive never had to kick some one out of a game before and im worried it would effect 1) our friendship 2) ruin it for another player who is his significant other

You need them to be still alive enough to be turned into a servitor. Then they're more or less mechanical, until they 'break down' as the organic parts stop functioning.

Generally I think you have to be alive to be Servitorized. For the soul.

The reason why that one looks dead, is because why the fuck would you care what a servitor looks like? Especially a combat model.

30k mechanicum could do it, but it was considered on the knife edge of tech heresy.

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You retreat around the corner, pressing your back into the cold stone wall of the ancient chamber and channeling Metal to obscure your thoughts. You feel a pulse of vys, and suddenly find that you can no longer perceive the man who'd been searching for you. The skeletal outline of his limp form sketched by the soft suscitations of his breath has simply vanished from the floor where it lay.

His attacker's delicate footsteps carve out an image of the figure in your mind's eye. They are thin to the point of being gaunt and their once elaborately wrought robes have been rendered threadbare by the passage of ages. The creak of a hinge reveals to you an outline of the shelves along the left side of the room, and a few seconds later the weighty thud of a door closing sketches out in vagueries a small room beyond.

You wait, half expecting the figure to appear around the corner to drag you off with the Vatis who'd been stalking you. After a time you creep slowly up to the corner and peek your head around, relieved to find that the ancient samjan seems to be truly gone, and not simply lying in wait for you. Your eye is drawn once more to the shrine at the end of the hidden room, shielded as it is by a glowing barrier.

(1/2)

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The heavy wooden door through which the strange figure vanished is shrouded behind a set of heavy velvet curtains, and you watch it with a wary eye as you slip around the corner. You've no way of knowing how long you have to ransack the library unmolested, but if you're going to try and get past that barrier now would be the time to do so.

>Perhaps you can disassemble the enchantment generating the barrier?
>Screw this nonsense, you came here for a casual browse through the library. Sneak out while you still can.
>They say curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought him back. You have to know what lies on the other side of that door.
>You don't want to risk attracting the ancient's attention by disturbing the barrier, but perhaps you might find something of value hidden amongst the shelves.
>Write-in

>>46316419
>>Write-in
>Go back to being dead.