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Having some spotty internet on my end, so I'll be holding off IG for awhile.

Given that there isn't a suggestion board anymore and the VBU gets closer every day, there likely isn't a correct place to post this. So for the most part consider it an idle musing more than a suggestion. It occurs to me, having played perhaps too much illarion in the past, that the subject of spec...

Well, it seems pretty clear cut that the official position is death and reincarnation. Though I have to say it's always been one of those small things that's never sat well with me. A wounded/limping graphic, rather than a ghost would seem more versatile--as I'd be more willing to accept a character...

The Brothers Pennant, Sean and Velisai.

Also a shout out to Uffe'. He's a very dwarfy dwarf. And that's just great.

Gareth, consistantly awesome.

Also throwing out some props where props are due to Sean. He's out there giving the fans what they want any place, any time--every saturday night in Trollsbane.

Also Oxiana/Irania

http://i.imgur.com/L0qhd.png I'm all about this topic. Posting my awesome take on it. Design a -conflict character- and maybe contact a few friends on the forums to do the same. That is to say someone who's goals or world view directly oppose that of another. Anyone can just PG till they can't be c...

Leon.

that burn was so slick it lit a candle!

Dem feets!

"Yo'" is perfectly appropriate, being 15th century middle-english...

The Unofficial Gynkeesh - Slang From the South Canton Feel free ((and encouraged)) to adopt these or add your own, because sometimes a Gynk just needs to sound like a Gynk Junkyard - A Gynkeesh Settlement of any kind. "Welcome to the junkyard berk!" Rag Picker - A beggar or vagrant "...

I think this should be Grimghor...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXD76CSpfc0

In so many ways.

Also Grim the Dwarf. You made mining for coal a hoot and a half.

Grimghor for listening to another one of my boring orc stories...

Scribbled this down when it came to me...

It doesn't get said enough: Hew, Sean, S'rrt, Uffe, Morris, Ashley, Tirrend and all the rest, you guys are tremendous

MOAR GRIMGHOR!

I'm all about -art threads!- So posting this.

Here's some hastily scrolled orcness of Xorgoth.

I aim to please. Really though thanks to Sean and the elf he was with. Grimghor and the dwarf he was with with...assorted others. It's not that you weren't memorable, it's just you have difficult names and I am tired. Glad you liked the tale of Ka'dath'mal and Jhago-runs-faster, I was just winging i...

This, is essentially what finding out about the vbu was like...

Dusted off the old login and put down dwarf fortress to reply to this... Why did you start playing, what were you looking for? To be quite honest I haven't the slightest idea how it was I stumbled upon Illarion for the very first time, but will remain thankful for whatever happenstance it might have...

Offering a heavey shrug of his shoulders he heaves a great sigh

If you feel that there are truly things in this world, that are not riddles. Then aye. Regail a tired old man with the quizical.

He beckons as he reclines further, setting his bare feet atop his bag with a clatter.

Old cracked lips parting in a smile he waves a hand dismissively in a sweeping gesture No...I don't think you could lad. As he lifts an old cracked lute from his bag, the weathered finish yeilding with age to the soft pine underneath For I have no need for the material at my age. Now...perhaps if o...

Arching a brow slightly he cleans out one of his ears with an old knotted finger before tugging at his blindfold with a sigh It is, in my experience. Far wiser, and much safer to do what a woman asks of you lad. When at all possible... Weight shifting to the side as he unstraps a simple haversack, ...

A man laden with the very finest in horribly tattered rags seats himself upon the bench roughly, his long white beard swaying from side to side as he crosses his legs in his lap Brushing a palm across his forearm he grins warmly as the debris of flowers and bramble are smoothed away from his aged fo...

After a long absence, ready to help in whatever way I can

A barely ledgable note is scrawled across the parchment, as if who ever wrote here could not see what they were doing I suppose, if there is need, if there is want...and perhaps if there were a bottle of wine as well. This simple monk could humbly assist in whatever small way he can. Respectfully L...

A deep laugh builds up inside of him as he repeats... Lute man...I rather like that! Well my dear this is a an old secret that you must keep under your hat... He turns his head once to the left, then once to the right before he motions her closer to relate this amazing secret. Though it is doubtful...

As he adjusts his garmets to place them in their proper position he speaks with a soft and friendly tone I've been know to pluck it's strings every once in a little while. But as of late... He chuckles as he melodramatically tosses his hair with a broad gesture ...I feel as if my muse has left me. ...

Jostled from his quiet contemplation by the sudden tug on his weathered travel wear, at first all he can do is repeat the word Sir? A warm chuckle escaping the monk as he leans forward with a hand held flat above his brow. Piviting his head from on side to the other in an exaggerated display of a s...