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« on: July 18, 2011, 03:01:18 am »
Item 8 - 100,000 true
Item 11 - 100,000 true
Arkolio Salvorre
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« on: July 07, 2011, 09:10:01 am »
Happy, happy birthday!
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« on: July 06, 2011, 09:29:56 pm »
50,000 true
Arkolio Salvorre
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« on: July 04, 2011, 08:05:50 pm »
Happy birthday little man!
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« on: July 03, 2011, 09:22:26 pm »
// Can you confirm the lvl requirement? Cheers
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« on: June 25, 2011, 02:06:57 am »
Application (Thanks to Xaltotun for the format to copy and paste)
1. How long have you been a member of Layonara?
Join Date: June-July 2006?
2. Are you applying as a part time or full time quest GM?
Part time. I want to approach GMing like I approach most other things in my life. Half-heartedly.
3. Why do you want to be a GM team member in Layonara?
To run quests.
To have input into the direction of Layonara.
To assist in decision making on matters of importance.
To make forum posts pointing players to scheduled quests on the calendar that should earn maybe 6-10 thank you's each time.
4. Please describe any GM experience, including any NWN GMing experience. GMing experience, digitally or PnP style is not a prerequisite for a GM position!
I have been a GM on Layo previously.
Many players would be able to account for me being the greatest Quest GM Layo had ever seen.
Okay, some players might be able to account for me being in the top 10.
Okay, would you believe one or two players thinking I was in the top 50?
Forget all that, let's just say I have been a GM here before. I'd like to think I left without burning any bridges.
I have also DM'd PnP campaigns since before many players here were even a twinkle in their daddy's eye. Except Mix and Jrizz - they're pretty old.
5. Please read carefully through the GM team duties and qualifications, if you have not already.
Done. My other Layo-related duties are pretty much just with my main character as a WL. This is a duty I take seriously (even if Ark wouldn't) and wouldn't apply for a GM position if I thought I was unable to meet the obligations for both. I am of the view that a WL's responsibilities and a GM's responsibilities should be viewed discretely from each other. If you only have time for to run quests or be involved in the MMO, then that is what you are and your WL position may be the sacrifice. I believe I will have time to meet the minimum obligations of both duties.
I do work full time in a job that sometimes requires some long hours and some short notice non-negotiable time obligations but these shouldn't significantly impact on my duties as a GM. I also have 3 kids and a wife that tolerate my company now and again. That said, I am a man and am happy to give an undertaking not to meet my fair share of household and parental duties for the duration of my GM tenure.
6. Please submit an example quest in a PM (addressed to EdtheKet, Rowana and Dorganath).
On its way.
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« on: June 16, 2011, 07:26:05 pm »
Happy, happy birthday!
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« on: June 12, 2011, 08:14:22 am »
Happy birthday!
May your day be filled with exquisite timepieces, rugged outdoor knives and untraceable bank accounts!
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« on: June 03, 2011, 04:09:14 am »
Happy Birthday Mini-Rav!
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« on: June 03, 2011, 02:13:00 am »
Happy, Happy Birthday Serissa!
68, that's just over 1,000 when converted to Layo time!
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« on: June 01, 2011, 06:50:37 am »
Happy Birthday G!
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« on: May 31, 2011, 04:54:00 am »
Thanks for your contribution over the years big fella - much appreciated.
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« on: May 31, 2011, 03:03:33 am »
Arkolio Salvorre
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« on: May 27, 2011, 11:42:09 pm »
'n ddedwydd ben-blwydd!!
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« on: May 25, 2011, 09:09:10 pm »
The gates are open!
Four simple, little words but really, how can we judge the weight of a word but its complexity?
The gates are open. For the citizens of beleaguered and besieged Hlint, one would be hard pressed to offer another four words that meant as much. Through the open gates came not just trade and assistance but also reunion and hope. Waves of well-intentioned philanthropists ready to aid Hlint in yet another recovery from tragedy and hardship. Thousands upon thousands of the Queen's True pour in to the coffers of the town, hard won by adventurers with heavy purses and heavier consciences. The circle is completed. Hundreds of adventurers looting coin from thousands of monsters who, in turn, had pillaged the coin from an unfortunate elsewhere.
The healing of Hlint begins.
Meanwhile, two days of hard marching away ...
Darkness.
Lying on a hard surface. Maybe stone. No, not stone. Wood. She thinks she can feel the wood pressing through the thin cloth of her dress at her back. Tries to turn her head. Can't. Head bound by something. Can feel it now. Some kind of strap holding her head in place. Over her eyes.
Stop the panic rising in her throat. Okay. The reason for the darkness. A strap covering her eyes and also stopping her from moving her head.
A quick tally. Eyes bound. Her tongue pokes around at the painful spots inside her mouth. Winces slightly as tongue touches the spots where teeth used to be. Teeth missing. Metallic taste of blood in her mouth. More pain from her chest. Felt like ribs. Deep breath. Yep, definitely ribs. She'd had broken ribs before, courtesy of an ogre's club, knew the feeling. Broken ribs, for sure. She tenses the muscles of her arms and legs. Some kind of strap at her wrists and ankles. Feels like leather. Slightly damp. Wet leather, tightens as it dries. Good as iron. No breeze. Quiet. Not completely.
The sound of breathing. A man's breathing. Sounds different to a woman. Subtle, yet distinct. A man breathing then. Her captor was a man. Focusing on the breath now. Slow. Even. Coming from her right. Maybe a couple of feet away. Calm breathing. Good sign? She knew the signs. Fast breathing meant violence was impending. She listens. His is slow and steady. Just watching perhaps.
Ran through the gifts of her God in her mind. Something to help. Mostly healing gifts. A gift to ward against extremes of heat or cold. Gifts of her God, catalogued and dismissed. Not expecting battle, that morning she had asked for gifts of healing. Of course she had. Ever the optimist was this particular acolyte of Katia.
She guessed who he was. The monster of nearby Hlint. Hlint. Two days travel but, up until a week ago, a world away. Still, she knew. Who else? Find out what he wants. Talk. Redemption. Healing. She is a healer. His is an illness that needs healing. He needs to see that. She needs to believe that. Where to start? Where does a conversation ever start?
"Hello?"
A very slight echo. Underground then. Perhaps a cave. She gives it a few more moments before trying again.
"Hello?"
"Hello."
She tenses. Can't help it. Tries to relax. The voice is innocuous enough. Relax. A losing battle against herself. Why does his calm voice frighten her more than if he was screaming at her? Keep talking. Keep him talking. Talking can be healing.
"My name is Radimar."
"Hello Radimar."
A start then. What next? Ask him what he wants? Preach? Beg? Forgive?
"I've been wanting to - ... "
"Look Radimar. I don't mean to be rude. Honestly I'd like little more to have a nice long chat to you before I begin. Really, I would. I've been cooped up for the longest while and I honestly yearn to have a good chat with someone new. That said, it ain't a perfect world and I need to be far away and pretty soon.
But, you know how it is. It ain't all about what I want is it? Sometimes you gotta sacrifice what you want, for what needs to be done."
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« on: May 24, 2011, 01:51:20 am »
Just got back from visiting little Baby B (v.4). Now I'm not gonna say Layo is hardcoded in the kid's DNA ... BUT, during the course of our brief introduction, he did manage to convey (via cute gurgling noises) some concerns about how dark elves are being role-played and the mage/melee imbalance at high levels. Congrats again, a mini Dezza (right down to the chubby cheeks and double chin). 
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« on: May 23, 2011, 05:57:46 am »
Congrats Dezza!
I am reminded of when 2nd baby of Dezza/Michb was born some 10 years ago and we hadn't cancelled our PnP game at their house on the night Michb got back from hospital.
Right then and there was born the fury that was to one day manifest into Hilda VonAxewielda.
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« on: May 19, 2011, 06:35:25 pm »
Happy Birthday!
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« on: May 17, 2011, 06:42:13 pm »
Bernard Dalgalbaly and his co-counsels-that-never-quite-were leave the Temple forthwith.
Business elsewhere perhaps.
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« on: May 10, 2011, 09:45:20 pm »
Esteemed Counsellor Dalgalbaly takes the note from the boy and hands him a small coin. He reads it quickly.
"You are Novice John?"
"Yessir! I am."
"Return with word to Knight Captain Poetr, nominated counsel of disturbingly conflicted interests that given he, nor Milady Dragonheart are paying for my unparalleled services, neither are in a position, by definition, to dismiss me from service. Can you remember that?"
"Yessir!"
"Repeat the message back to me then."
"Knight Captain Poetr, nominated counsel of disturbingly conflicted interests, given you, nor Milady Dragonheart are paying for the lawyer's unparalleled services, neither are in a position, by definition, to dismiss him from service."
"Excellent."
With Novice John's near-verbatim recitation, Bernard Dalgalbaly presses another coin into his palm.
Afterall, good service deserves some recompense.
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