RPG: Silver Marches, Session One of 2003 (01/05/03)

Okay, so I'm going to begin at "one" again for session numbers. That's because it's a new year, and I just felt like it. :)

What happened on Sunday? Hmm... Let's see.. *flashback ripple effect*

( The date is 21 Uktar, 1372... )

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1 - I let the players choose what happened. I didn't force alcohol on them. It made it funnier, but I didn't do it. :)
2 - Of course, Thomas Daenar's birthday is about two weeks away now, so we'll have to see what happens...
3 - Yes, just like Drizzt Do'Urden. Yes, I had to make fun of him. Yes, I did it many times.
4 - Come on. You know Scott. You know Rick. It was bound to happen.
5 - Now that I think about it, this is strange.

RPG: Silver Marches, Session One, Part II

When last we left our group of heroes, everyone was retiring for the day after the fight between a drunk Titus and an angry Myst.

( The next morning, ... )

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1 - I loved watching Rick squirm. :)
2 - This is the northern entrance to town, and the one through which most commerce specific to the Marches goes.
3 - Yes, I gave an orc three levels of barbarian. I wanted to see what would happen. Oh, was that a good idea!
4 - Stephen, PLEASE pick your jaw up off the floor. :)
5 - Myst IS a ranger, but even rangers can get lost sometimes. Except Aragorn. He is way too much of a badass.
6 - Aron wanted me to point out he killed 4 out of the 6. Lorcan really is a Combat Machine.