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The Silver Buckle / Footsteps and Humming
« on: June 14, 2019, 06:20:40 pm »
Humming. Always the humming. The place is clean and kept-up, but here and there the years show; in the way his feet scuff on the floors where polish has given way to unsanded wood, in the slight gouges and nicks on the bar-top that feel like musical braille under his fingertips. His whiskey-aged baritone hums what his fingers feel; an orchestral score of decades of revelry, tears, and drunken debates. He should write it down. He probably won't.

A lone man drinks at the end of the long slab of wood, pulling on a pint of something dark. Thick-built with skin like old panther leather, the man says nothing as the bard strokes the bar. He does not even look up. But a few bars in, his voice - rough as a plank - joins, deep and untrained, a thrum that feels like solid rock to the bard's flights of vocal fancy. There is no audience save a singularly unimpressed, plump, butter-colored cat that seems to have taken up residence in the great hall, and no interruptions for several minutes until a thunderclap punctuates the strange duet. The man sitting at the bar ceases his singing, staring into his beer, and the bard stills his hands as the vibrations spread until the waves of improvisation have rippled out of the room. Then, with a slight smile, the bard takes up a parchment and begins to tally the liquors.

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The Silver Buckle / Footsteps
« on: June 10, 2018, 08:48:22 pm »
Slow. Measured. A scuff of flicked dust breaks the tap-tap of wooden heels; a shuffle here, a pause there. The fleshy whisper of fingertips across oak. Another seven steps, each holding back just a little.

The sound of a drum - not full, no reverberation, just a tap that fills the space around it like a pebble in a pool. A gentle thump, and the whuff of cloth.

Then, silence but for a shiver of wheezing.

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Just for Fun / For lonn -
« on: April 26, 2016, 02:00:30 pm »
Thought of you. https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xfa1/v/t1.0-9/13083318_10154156234461882_7683274777250772209_n.jpg?oh=38444dba223331f8bf0acb9cd09c6d93&oe=57B8D011

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The Silver Buckle / The Silver Buckle is Buying: Blueberries and Pork Meat
« on: September 18, 2015, 08:34:45 am »
Two boxes of blueberries at 2000/each, and one box (6) of pork at 1000/box. Contact Andrew Reid if interested.

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The Silver Buckle / Heard through the stone walls of the Buckle...
« on: September 16, 2015, 12:49:46 pm »
...a woman's voice, husky even at full volume. "EIGHT. YEARS!" A hand slap punctuates each word, flesh on solid wood, echoing in the dining hall. A dwarf slurping soup at a nearby table lowers his shoulders and slurps more quietly."Elaina. It's not the first time he's gone on sabbatical.""SABBATICAL." "...retreat? I don't know. It's his way.""Michael, eight YEARS. With NO. NOTICE." The dwarf slides his bowl across the table and takes a chair against a wall, eyeing the tall, furious ebony-skinned woman. Leeks, barley and broth dribble over his beard as he tries to feed himself without looking down."I never said he was sane. You knew that when you married me."Her voice drops an octave. "Gods in heaven. If his skinny rear says even ONE thing about anything you, I, or anyone else who has kept this place running for nearly a decade while he was off - off - COMMUNING with ILSARE, or whatever he was doing, it better be good - I swear to - ONE THING. Just let him complain ONCE." Two children, nearly teenagers with dusky skin and dark hair and eyes that favor their mother, are watching from behind the bar. The boy polishes glasses, the girl stacks plates. Neither seem fearful of the large woman's fury, although they do not interrupt. The tall blonde man facing her is similarly unruffled though his manner hints at long practice. "If he does, my wife, you and I will have to draw straws to see who gets to go first." One black eyebrow on her anger-darkened face rises a flea's girth. Her lips twitch, twitch again, then compress into a quivering line. She tips her chin up, cheeks betraying a held-back smile."Something we can agree on. Very well. I'll let the others know." As she heads to the Residence Hall, her muttering is clear to anyone within ten feet. "And if Elly doesn't rip his happy stick off for this stunt, I WILL." The dwarf slumps down as she passes, tossing a sympathetic look to the blonde man when she's gone."Daddy." The girl speaks as her mother strides out of earshot."Yes, Cassie?"She rolls her eyes at the nickname. "Should we clean our toys and things out of his office then?""That's a good idea." She nods, placing a Reid pottery plate down with a clink. "...but..." Her brother turns an ear to listen. "...but...leave some surprises. I'll let you decide what, and where."

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UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

We are not closed, however...

 

All wood items must be picked up at the Angels Guild Hall in Port Hempstead. Please contact any Angel Guild member to make arrangements. We appreciate your continued patronage during this latest trouble.

People with information about the disturbance in Hempstead Fields are encouraged to find an Angels Guild representative. Adventuring types doubly so.

 

Thank you, 

The Angels Guild

 

//Visitors to the shop will note that most of the wood appears to be rotting or in bad repair, including the floors, doors, and walls. The wooden chests have been swept empty of instruments, bows, staves, arrows, books, and all other wood-based items; metal and cloth items are on metal racks. Expensive and magical items have been removed or relocated to solid metal chests. The rear entry and door to the back room are in the process of being replaced with metal, but as the surrounding framework is wood, it's a patchwork radiating protections to the magic-sensitive.


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The Silver Buckle / The Silver Buckle Presents: PIE!
« on: February 14, 2015, 11:43:41 am »
This is cancelled.

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Just for Fun / Meme fun
« on: December 08, 2014, 10:09:27 pm »
Sorry about missing the Broken Halls run - work owned me. To make it up, here is a page of laughter and/or wincing, because you know, we've all been there. http://dndppf.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-royal-museum-of-d-memes.html?m=1

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Development Journals and Discussion / Lola
« on: November 02, 2014, 02:14:33 pm »

It was time. She didn't ask why. It was only that it was.

Comb. Clothes. Shoes. Mirror. 

It wasn't that she didn't care for them. They were good people - Andy and Elly, Eddie and Mel, Mike and Elaina, Helly and Paddy and all their kids.  The renters, a lot of the patrons. Almost family.

Incense. Perfume. Paints. 

Almost.

Cat's paw. Spare eyes; green, blue, brown, black. 

It wasn't that she wanted to "adventure". Seeing the world through more than stories would be nice. She didn't need to meddle. But she was curious. She had not forgotten the mines. She wanted to see that her miner "almost family" was well. She would like to see where she was born, if she could find out.

Lantern. Candles. Flint. Steel. Crow's feathers. Pixie dust, taken from one of the chests in the basement. Small painting of her as a child? ....no.

It wasn't that Binky haunted her here, although there was some truth to that.

It was, in part, the magic. It flooded her with sunny tickles at times, moved through her veins with a feeling as if she'd drunk cold water at others. Elly had told her. Told her she'd feel the power someday, although it took years for it to happen. Explained to her the kinds, the theories. She listened even when she'd rather have been cutting gemstones. Lola's magic wasn't like Elly's had been, though. Lola’s was like Andy’s - wild, natural, bound to her being through her flesh and blood, surging and fading at first but more reliable now, if weak.

The magic wanted out.

Gem chisels. Polishing oils. Loupe. Cigars taken from Andy's office.

Soap. Towels.

And...it was, mostly, the other thing. The head pictures. The tiny dreads a second before something happened. Deja vu before the event. Elly could tell her little of this condition aside from theory; Andy, nothing at all. He'd said a name though. Rose. And another, Jaelle. Women who knew. She would try and find them. One was human, the other an elf. She did not know more than that but she did have a starting location: The Leringard Arms. Andy let that slip one night when he'd snuck a bit too much wine. 

It would mean long days on foot or in caravans and long nights in a tent or cheap inn. It would mean not bathing regularly and eating unforgiving food dried to teeth-cracking consistency to avoid rot. Leringard is very far from Center. But the portal meant avoiding being trapped on a ship for weeks. Ships were not a healthy place for a young lady traveling alone.

Parchment paper, ink and quills. 

She was afraid.

Dried fruits, hard bread and cheese, water skins. Bedroll. Done. 

It was time.


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The Silver Buckle / ANNOUNCING: THE SILVER BUCKLE LORE CONTEST
« on: October 02, 2014, 08:52:59 pm »
Fliers are posted in numerous locations around Mistone and Alindor, and specific cities on Dregar. Not Prantz.

 

Announcing the Silver Buckle Lore Contest[/b]

A Bardic Event Open to All![/b]

 

Bring your clearest, cleverest mind! Points awarded for right answers, clever answers, answers that come from first-hand knowledge, and answers that make the participants laugh.[/b]

The Winner shall have a song written for them by Andrew Reid himself! [/b]

And maybe some coin, if the winner is kind of skint. Who knows. And there might be a runner-up. I'm making this up as I go along. Work with me.[/b]

This event shall be held two week's hence on Threas.[/b] //Thursday, October 16th, starting at 8:00 Eastern.


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Trade and Market Hall / Oddity found
« on: December 15, 2013, 11:16:20 pm »
Elven armor designed to take some massive hits - likely Alindorian in make, I'm told, based on fiber and style. It's light and well-enchanted. Will possibly trade for items of interest or donations to a good cause. Contact Andrew Reid. //Athlonus's ArmorBase AC 0AC +1No spell failDamage resistance bludgeoning 10/Constitution +2

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Forum Discussion / Access denied - Suggestion
« on: September 13, 2013, 09:19:48 am »
Guessing that those of us with Access Denied issues can't read the responses to the other posts being made on that topic, I know I can't - perhaps use social media to post the issue/resolution, until it's fixed?

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Ask A Gamemaster / Can't take Agent of the Realm
« on: March 03, 2013, 04:02:15 pm »
Ty to the best of my knowledge took every prereq for Agent and was approved, but it's greyed out on his character now that he's dinged.  Can I get some gm help figuring out what went wrong, thanks.  Will be on later tonight.

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General Discussion / New Forum Tips (with screenshots!)
« on: February 22, 2013, 01:30:08 pm »
I've been playing around and decided to put up some helpful stuff.  Here we go:Server Status Page is in dropdown under "On NeverWinter Nights": To adjust how you want to view posts in the forums (last first or first last), look down at the bottom left of any forum under "Comment viewing options".  If the forums are loading slowly or some things won't load at all, I found that adjusting the number of posts shown to ten (thanks Serissa!) helps.  Your settings will be saved for the entire Layo forums here so you don't need to redo this on every forum. You may have noticed your messages are in one giant inbox.  To apply tags for sorting, first select the messages  you want to tag by clicking the box to the left; then type the tag name in the box to the left of the "Apply Tag" button and click the Apply Tag button.  In this example I am tagging a pm from Elly.  Edit:  It appears that the tag function is page by page, meaning you can't go through all eight (say) pages of your pms and tag them all at once - you have to tag for each page.Your messages will still all show, but to filter by a tag, click the "Filter messages" dropdown (above the "Delete" button) and select the tag/filter you wish to see: Orth says there are no limits on pms in your inbox, so cool for that, no more "inbox is full" messages.  I'll post more as I find them, anyone else got a helpful hint for making these new forums as easy as the old ones? 

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Forum Discussion / Instant hyperlinks - can they be disabled by thread
« on: February 21, 2013, 07:05:41 pm »
I understand the reasoning behind the hyperlinks (example, Mariner's Hold) but I find them distracting and would like to disable them for my character's public and private development threads - they break up prose and ruin the flow of the writing.  Can that be done?

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The Silver Buckle / Announcing: The Silver Buckle's Bachelor Auction!
« on: February 21, 2013, 08:23:44 pm »
 

Bachelors, bids and a good cause - come one and all (but especially the ladies) to the

 

Silver Buckle's Bachelor Auction!  

 

To benefit a farming project for Mariner's Hold.  Bid on a mystery bachelor, questions are encouraged to be asked of the men behind the curtain.  All bachelors certified "not creepy" by Andrew Reid and Elohanna.

Winning bidders will get the bachelor of their choice plus a romantic evening for two including the house specialty supper and wine, and serenading by a pretty good bard.

Sunra, Augra 8, 1511 at eight thirty in the evening at the Silver Buckle


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The Silver Buckle / Moderators for Silver Buckle
« on: February 19, 2013, 09:47:31 pm »
RollinsCat and Anamnesis should be moderators for the Silver Buckle forum - RollinsCat can open forum but cannot open threads to view posts and has no moderator privileges.  When I click on any thread I get: 

Access denied

You are not authorized to access this page
 When you can get to it, thanks.

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The Silver Buckle / Rumors of Another Auction...
« on: February 15, 2013, 04:27:56 pm »
"Heard about it?"

"Cain't say as I has, Jorg."

"Says that fancy-pants lodge on the docks is holding another auction."

"So?"

"So, ladies only, heard."

"They's auctionin' off wimmin?  I need me one!  Loan me a fiver!"

"NO, you moron.  Only women can bid."

"On what?  They already done them costumes, an' the fancy clothes thing, I took a peek in there that night - ya shoulda seen 'em Jorg, two elfs all dressed up like hunnerd-gold hookers in red an' white, but they shore did look nice...where them wanderers git the money...bet there's a pile o' it in that place, hidden."

"Don't know, don't care, can't afford it if I could bid.  Does make a man wonder, though, eh?"

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