Okay, so, apparently TRF wants to lose the old thread until such time as Dibs sees fit to return. So, as per his request, I have made a new thread. I, of course, don't see exactly why this is necessary, but I suppose it won't hurt anything to accommodate Turf. So, I guess this will just be a continuation of the prior thread with the old characters and we'll pick up where Dibs left off. I suggested that Noob DM this one, but being that he doesn't have any of the source material beyond what's on the internet, he declined. That being the case, if there are no objections, I guess I will be DMing this one. I won't have access to my books myself for another week or two, so if it's okay, I guess I'll be using a homemade campaign. And as far as the campaign goes, expect to see a lot of stuff that's not exactly D&D canon, because, as I said, I don't have my sourcebooks right now. Unless, of course, someone else wants to DM, in which case, I'd be more than happy to step aside. Unfortunately, I do not think that this game will be accepting any more players. This thread is here for the sole purpose of reducing clutter in the other. It will actually be a lot easier - it was getting to be a pain, navigating that other one with all the pages it had(we were almost at 4,000!). To start off, I'm going to request that we all post our sheets(I'll track mine down later) and if there is anyone who would like to DM or has any requests to that effect or which concern the next campaign, speak now or forever hold your peace. Cheers.
Yes and if I find anything that wants to kill me, banish it to the HOLDING PEN PAIN!
After just under an hour of searching the garden thoroughly, you find nothing of value. Apparently it was once a very well-cared for rose garden, but the weeds have long since choked out the beautiful flowers, leaving nothing but a decaying shell of shrubbery behind in their place. You do find one spot, just underneath one window of the castle, where roses lay. Although they are themselves very withered, you can tell that they are in slightly better, fresher condition than the others, as if they're newer additions than the rest.
while he does, Bel carefully examines the bench.
Bel examines the bench. It seems like it was once made of expensive, exquisitely carved white marble, but is now broken and crumbled into almost nothing. Moss and weeds grow over the remnants of the bench, coating it with a forest-green blanket of vines and prickly thorns.
Then why didn't you say anything, you dummkopf? *facepalm*
You stand before the doors to the castle. The massive oak slabs are not secured, for the locks have long since rusted and the keys are likewise lost to time. One door looks slightly ajar, as if in invitation....
