Recent content by Old_B

Still unable to chat in any of the channels as well.

I've never done it before, but I was thinking an RP involving dice rolling for outcomes. Now, I don't want the RP to be dice heavy, cause that would slow things down. I was thinking it would mainly just be used for combat. I'm all open for ideas and suggestions and a few people to try it out. If...

I had a million different names for rp. But I mainly just hung out in the RPG rooms under Wtf_its_racer_b. Then when I finally got my hands on EverQuest, I saw less and less of chat. Miss those days and CheetaChat,

Gris let out a soft sigh. He gently took his shield back from Mith, standing and hooking it back across his back. His eyes gave Eseer a once over before crossing his arms over his chest, armor clanking gently. "...And the plot thickens." His eyes fell back on Bronwyn, "Might want to get the old...

Green eyes peered out through strands of golden blond hair. The digits still clutching the handle of his mace started to tighten, the sound of leather being squeezed ringing out lowly. Heavy plated boots started to pound through the doorway and across the floor towards her. "Oh, you think...

Gris cast his eyes around in the darkness, all sound seeming to pay their respect in silence. His eyes fell back onto the nail. He watched the magic do it's work, doing whatever it is that magic does. Green eyes looked up at Mith as he stepped forward, taking his prize into his hand. Gris...

Gris looked over at the nail. Finally, he nodded and walked over to it, standing in front of it. "Many miles traveled to play carpenter." Unhooking his mace, Gris held it in front of himself, saying something in a whisper. The mace started to give a small yellow glow. Raising it, he brought it...

Gris kept his eyes moving back and forth between the two men, his lips never moving as he took everything in that was being spread out before him. His eyes cut over to Mith as he spoke, standing up,asking his question and moving towards the door. His green eyes cut to the nail on the bar. "I...

Gris stared at the two men for a bit, his head turning back to back as he stared the two men down. "magic users!", he thought. Gris wasn't the most trusting of most magic users, any path of magic can take a man down to the necromancy side, he believed. He would stay alert, but for now the two...

The horse walked slowly down the path, open fields surrounding them. Like the sky above, Gris' mind was clear. His head turned side to side, keeping an eye of everything that went around around him. The day was a long one, the sun beating down on him and his armor. Hours past as he traveled...

Thank you. I may end up starting my own soon.

The peasants stood outside the crypt. Husbands holding their wives. Mothers holding their kids. It had been two days since the paladins came to town to deal with their crypt problem. And this was the second day they had waited outside for the paladins to return. It seems that the dead occupants...

Maybe when you don't use "make up as you go" astral plane nonsense. But, I still have that amulet I stole from you so long ago. Perhaps a scholar can invest some time into studying it for me. See what kind of...secrets it hides.

It's been a while.