Start by getting back in your god's good graces?

Turn sent.

I think I saw an Internet meme about that somewhere.

So, we've had some NPC players from the beginning, and we've had some players drop the game over time. So, while the characters still hold large sets of assets in Hell, the actual player-controlled stuff is decreasing. I've been trying to figure out how to allow new players to join, without having o...

So... Sabine's mother and niece came to visit last week. Then, I caught the plague, and I've been pretty much crashed out on the sofa since Christmas Eve. Good times, not. So, I am once again a bit behind on my Dark Ages posts. I simply lack the energy to be creative right now. I've been keeping mys...

One of the men stands from the table and says something in Norse, which Kaldrenzi and Sasha do not speak. Their knowledge of German, accompanied by the surprisingly eloquent gesture that seems to describe exactly how he would hold one of them while doing something with his mouth, and at the same tim...

I got a tag back from Anna. She says that life seems to be winning the battle against online virtua-life... she says that Seven or Sigrid may choose what Anna does, for now.

Most of you (hopefully all of you, but maybe I goofed up somewhere) should have received an email by now from the Encyclopedia Infernalis site, saying that your account was created. Even those people who have dropped out of the game should have gotten this, 'cause I had to make accounts for them any...

[A small version of this kind of fountain, functional but not necessarily attractive, can be created within the week before the sires arrive. Taduz, I'll PM you with your die rolls, etc.]

Angsthase flinches slightly when Rudolf mentions the beasts attacking the walls. But he quickly recovers and listens to the rest of what is said. Rudolf uses Entrancement on the larger man, in addition to the Majesty he had already been pouring forth. Angsthase nods at the request. The man's already...

The man replies, "He is... how say? He say that church will kill? I not know why. He begging men not to kill." The two stretcher-bearers quickly move to take the limping man by the arms and drag him into the church that way. Ulretch is smiling grimly all the way. The patient makes a sudden...

The man-beasts draw nearer to you, but they seem to be only observing. One moved directly below me, so I was able to look more closely... they are nothing natural. They have been misshapen to these forms... as I think the Innkeeper and his family have been. Be careful of them... their spirits are w...

"You will have your time, Marianna of Twinsriver. But not too much. One of my vampires has been slain already, and several of my kine. It cannot be allowed to continue for long." Marianna can notice the Prince suddenly sag, as if she grew tired in a moment. "And, there I feel the wret...

The nearest tavern is a very viking establishment. There is one table filling the narrow room, a fire at one end, the door at the other, and several burly norse men occupying the place, quaffing mead. Fewer than the men, but no less quaffing, are the norse women. They seem to be holding court, and e...

Is the tournament to the death?

Even better.

In case anyone's keeping track... Azver just got his ass kicked by Toke. Then Brand kicked Toke's ass.

So, sounds like we have a new champion, and Azver should give away his spiffy sword.

Once the sun has passed below the horizon (itself behind the hills), the sky turns full dark. The two fera can see a dim glow to the southeast, and hear the gentle sound of waves. On the breeze, more importantly, is a faint smell of smoke, a sure sign of humans. Smoke and fish, and the typical stenc...

"That is all I know. Black streaks are a sign of the Amaranth. They are punishable by the final death."

"And we do not know what has happened to the Lady Theophania. She is... was... of the moon clan. Perhaps she cursed the child as she was consumed?"

"Yes, of course, Lord. He is just this way. The comings and goings have woken him already, so he should be about presently." The man leads them to a small wing to the south of the building, and raps smartly on the closed door. A muffled "Come." can be heard from inside, and the s...

The prince nods. "Well spoken, young lady. Your sire has taught you manners and respect, at least." "Well, we will find uses for persuasive Cainites in my city. Yes indeed." She turns to her servant. "Let it be written that Marianna, child of Daemon, of the Clan Toreador, is...