The Innkeeper's request jolts me from the dark memories that had swept me away momentarily. I glare at him, I am not about to help him in any way after what he did to his son. I am about to retort when the door opens and Lothar enters with the other three. Seeing soldiers sends me into instant panic...

I have no trouble following it the way you are doing it now.

I scowl. Instantly angry after overhearing the innkeeper strike his son. Returning to my table, I listen as he converses with the woman, yet my mind wanders and memories flood it. I sink into past horrors as the Inn dims into shadows.

I watch as the plumb lady shadows herself then unshadows herself, grinning. Would be a good trick to have, I think to myself, doing what I do. My head snaps toward the door as the viking bursts through bellowing. I chuckle, realizing that no one here, except for the scholar, probably understood a wo...

Happy birthday to my little CC. Love ya baby girl!

Heh. Okay, I'll put the new skills in and try to send it again.

"Roast sounds good, thank you." I grin. "And ale of course." I watch as the noble woman fusses over the girl child, as though a bath and frills will change who she is. My mind wanders back to Von Braniff castle and I scowl. I then shift my attention to the nuns and the scholar. H...

Oh cool! Thanks, I need all the help I can get. Should I redo the sheet then?

I watch and listen to all the conversation, realizing that I'm not the only one that has been summoned to the Count's castle. Realizing that it most likely is not a trick set up by my father I begin to relax and wave down the innkeeper. I wasn't about to turn down a free meal and good ale...

Ah, I sent you a PM before I saw this post.

Edit: I sent a contact request from yahoo IM.

Nah, I've picked one. But, I'm still trying to figure out the rest of that sheet. Not at all sure what I'm doing. I've been reading the rules thread to see if I can make sense of it all.

I'm not Loremaster. I'll do up a character sheet and get it to you.

Hi all, would like to join in if that's okay.

I enter the Inn cautiously. My eyes canvas the place. Normally, I do not answer the summons of nobles, always seeking to distance myself from such people. But, something, someone pulled me here. My eyes fall on an empty table in a dark corner of the room. I make my way over to it, sit, and watch the...

My name is Johann Von Braniff, though I rarely devulge it. I usually create a new name for each new place I end up in. So here, in Zombar I choose to call myself Xander. My given name carried too much baggage and pain. I was born small and frail, attributes that I never truly outgrew. I stand smalle...