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Post by MeredithThornbank on Oct 23, 2003 23:47:53 GMT
Ok I am Aiming to start a little RPG up here
its a Directed adventure (that means there is a plot puzzles and traps even a few magical treasures )
This adventure is intended for a group of Dwarves (and preferably only dwarves)
to go and reclaim moria in he year immediatley after te fall of mordor
4 very basic rules
1 all characters must be new and exclusive to this adventure
2 no magical artifacts in your possession at the start
3 No Film or book characters (or thier wives husbands or sisters boyfriends)
and 4 when introduced each character must be described as is no concealed genders equipment or hidden horses etc
still interested?
if so introduce your dwarf as the group gathers
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Oct 23, 2003 23:49:05 GMT
The game opens in small clearing over looking the gates of moria (now shattered and half buried)
and its over to you
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Oct 24, 2003 19:03:30 GMT
But I am not a Dwarf... I am an Elf...
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Oct 24, 2003 19:07:34 GMT
so create a dwarf
you can play different characters in different games
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Oct 24, 2003 19:21:20 GMT
Oh, well... let me think about a Dwarf character and I will start playing tomorrow!  |
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Oct 24, 2003 21:59:05 GMT
Right ho
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Oct 25, 2003 12:03:18 GMT
Florin stood waiting for the others, swinging his battleaxe with a steady rhythm. His Dwarven mail was well maintained and at his belt he had a dagger and a hunting knife. He had a lantern ready, but unlit and on his back carried two long coils of rope. The pouch at his belt held flint and steel, scraps of pine bark as tinder and a few coins to pay his way. The pack on his back held food, mead and his ferret Luki. His fair beard was braided and his eyes shone as he thought of Khazad-Dum, home of his ancestors.
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Oct 25, 2003 12:44:50 GMT
ok thats one dwarf
may his beard grow ever longer and fuller
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Post by Laerdan on Oct 25, 2003 15:18:36 GMT
A heavily armoured Dwarf approached Florin, unusually the Dwarf was female, a fiery red haired Dwarf by name of Annuhva. She led a pony loaded with supplies and equipment.
"Good day master Dwarf" she said
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Oct 25, 2003 20:38:52 GMT
Florin bowed low. "Florin, son of Dorin at your service." he said. The fact that she was female sunk in just after the fact that she was well-armed. Women he was unsure of, warriors he could cope with. "Good armour." he said, "It seems to me you will have need of it. Great adventure awaits within those dark ancestral halls!"
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Post by Laerdan on Oct 27, 2003 23:39:18 GMT
"Well met Florin son of Dorin" answered Annuhva "It is true our armour will be of good service before this journey is over and our weapons of greater use too. But these are the halls of our Fathers creatd by Dwarves they shall once again be ruled by Dwarves."
She pulled out a wine skin
"Finest mead," she said brandishing the skin "will you drink with me to our success?"
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Oct 28, 2003 10:30:08 GMT
Florin took a good swig and grinned. "Since our success is certain, shall we drink again?" He handed her his own mead. Luki poked his head out. This is Luki, son of Gukin," he said, "Most noble of ferrets!"
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Post by Laerdan on Oct 28, 2003 12:53:57 GMT
Annuhva smiled
"Well met Luki son of Gukin, whata fine traveling companion you sall make"
She took the offered mead and drank deeply
"Will you and your little friend share a meal with me while we wait for the others to arrive?" she asked
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Oct 28, 2003 18:07:50 GMT
Florin chuckled, "I fear they are so late we can have a banquet before they come, but it will be wise to eat well before we start." He opened his pack. "I have some honey cakes, if you like them."
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Post by Laerdan on Oct 29, 2003 12:25:33 GMT
A favourite of mine
said Annuhva
"I have mead, dried meats and some fruit, plus my own way bead if you care to try it."
as she unpacked the food she said
"If our friends take any longer prehaps we could leave word here and go kill a few orcs for practise?"
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