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[hawkwing]

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Awww yeah. We've got ourselves a narrative here.

I had to wrestle a boar.

No kinky business, Udib.

It doesn't count if I didn't look them in the eyes! Er, I mean, it was platonic! Nothing like that even happened! Hell, I don't even know what you're suggesting!

..then again...Most do....


Great story so far!

Thanks, everyone. I'm still working through the save and I should have the last part of the tale written (and the save uploaded) tomorrow, in time for Christmas!

[hawkwing]

Here's the save from my turn! I'm still working on the last part of the write up for my turn, I don't want to give any spoilers before it's up!

That makes it Untrustedlife's turn, I believe. Best of luck to you, and a merry Christmas to everyone. Be sure to hang out your +Elf Skin Socks+ to intimidate Santa into leaving lots of presents!

[Bearskie]

Haven't looked at the save because ^{spoilers >.>}, but I take it you only played one adventurer?

[Untrustedlife]

It's my turn, huzzah.

Edit:
Bearskie I haven't opened up the world yet but I take it this means hawking played their ingame two weeks and is still alive.

[Untrustedlife]

Am i allowed to upgrade to 42.03? any objections.

[hawkwing]

Yeah, load up the world in a 42.3 install. The saves are compatible, and it's what I was using anyways.

[XhAPPYSLApX]

Am i allowed to upgrade to 42.03? any objections.

No objections here, would rather it be 42.03 instead anyways.

[Comito]

Looking like a fun little game so far! Can't wait to try it myself.

[Untrustedlife]

Sorry I havent put up the first story but yet , Christmas family stuff and laptop issues I'll get an update up tonight

[hawkwing]

Sorry I havent put up the first story but yet , Christmas family stuff and laptop issues I'll get an update up tonight

Pfft, you have plenty of time. I'm totally not just saying that because I haven't finished up *my* writeup yet...

(It'll be done by tonight! Promise! Probably! >_<)

[Untrustedlife]

First Update:


Diary Entry #1

Hello diary I am Mel Rulaciki, and i have always dreamed of being a great bard...
My family never truly appreciated my..obvious.. talent for music, and my friends even less so, no one ever took me seriously, so i said "screw this" to the entire concept of family and friendship...

......even my dearly departed mother always said i couldn't be one.

"Melvin why can't you just be a warrior like your brother..."
"Oh little Melvin, go learn a real skill..."
"Oh Melvin its okay, maybe music just isn't for you..."
"Oh don't worry Melvin, come give your mother a hug..."
Bitch

But i will prove mother wrong... I will prove them all wrong... and anyone who gets in my way will be DESTROYED..err i mean taught the true value of music..jeez i need to lay off on all that drinking...


Hmph, its for the best.










Anyway, I am from a hamlet in "The Submerged Hill" known as Rootnestled, boring place, nowhere to drink or show off my brilliant talent, except the local mead hall, and they don't think i will ever be a good bard.....just like mother did.....rest in peace..mother....

[Untrustedlife]

Ill get the next one up soon enough.

[Untrustedlife]

Update 2:
Diary Entry #2

Dear diary, today in honor of my leaving this accursed boring unappreciative shithole they call a village, i have composed a poem called the "Organized Sky".

This is a *poem* all writing is quite clearly of the highest quality it is about culture and why I am cultured and every fricken other person in this village isn't.

They called me "middling" and "fine" ha, they have no real appreciation of music, it was a masterpiece!

Good riddance you uncultured fools.




"Is it time to make music?" she asks, i can feel the condemning sarcasm in her voice, bah!

I made sure to spit at her before i left.



You would think a noble would  at least have a little appreciation for the arts.. . but i guess no one in this village  is immune to the uncultured disease that has overtaken them.

Before leaving i contracted a mercenary to defend me and my precious music from the uncultured fools and unintelligent creatures who infest this Escu-forsaken region.



As we were traveling, I played music to my captive audience, he said i was talented, but i know this uncultured brute is just saying that because I am paying him... 
I must find someone who can truly appreciate my art....



I was right, this ...pond scum... didn't appreciate art.
Luckily due to my immense charisma i was able to convince him to capitulate.
If only mother would have been as appreciative.

Ugh...mother...



 
That doesn't make this brute any less of an uncultured pond-scum  though.
If he were truly worthy of being called cultured i wouldn't have had to convince him in the first place. Ha
I just hate him a little less now.

So off I go with my newly acquired and  apparently newly enlightened slave...err..guard to the nearest city, in order to prove to the unenlightened rabble of this region the value of my poetry and music!


(sorry for it being a little light, christmas was busy so i haven't had a chance to write paragraphs, i just needed to show i was playing) More (and better) updates tomorrow.

[Rupdeus]

Looking good!

Could I get a turn, if there's still one left?

[XhAPPYSLApX]

Looking good!

Could I get a turn, if there's still one left?

11 is the max for now, but if anyone drops out, or otherwise cannot play, I'll add you to the list

Unless anyone else objects of course? Should we raise the max players?