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Post by Leonidas Wahrheit on Jan 21, 2013 23:16:40 GMT -6
Welcome everyone! We're so happy to have you guys here!
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Post by doomcrow on Jan 22, 2013 8:16:04 GMT -6
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Post by Drake on Jan 22, 2013 10:33:48 GMT -6
Dwarves are still short
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Post by doomcrow on Jan 22, 2013 12:58:57 GMT -6
By about a foot on most humans.
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Post by Rufus on Jan 22, 2013 15:02:42 GMT -6
By the price of a round the last time I drank with one at a tavern
Ruf
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Post by Dare on Jan 22, 2013 21:24:14 GMT -6
I admit I took the joke from non rpgers. Maybe I should have adjusted it.
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clannagh
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Post by clannagh on Jan 22, 2013 22:00:57 GMT -6
I admit I took the joke from non rpgers. Maybe I should have adjusted it. Dwarf Joke: GM --> A dwarf walked OUT of a tavern. GM --> What? GM --> Well ... it might happen.
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Post by Drake on Jan 22, 2013 22:06:55 GMT -6
I admit I took the joke from non rpgers. Maybe I should have adjusted it. Dwarf Joke: GM --> A dwarf walked OUT of a tavern. GM --> What? GM --> Well ... it might happen. The tavern must have run out of Ale... and all other intoxicants.
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Post by Dare on Jan 23, 2013 6:18:30 GMT -6
Sounds like an Australian country song ... "The Pub with No Beer" by Slim Dusty
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Post by Dario Tashavan on Jan 23, 2013 8:04:20 GMT -6
"The Pub with No Beer"
Also known as "The day Hroderich discovered barbarian rage power."
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Post by Nymerias on Jan 23, 2013 8:43:20 GMT -6
I had always heard that song sung by Irish bands, I guess my brain just glossed over the line about dingoes.
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Post by Hroderich Gottfrei on Jan 23, 2013 9:40:13 GMT -6
It is clearly stated in Rules of Hroderich's Life that should a tavern at any time become empty of intoxicants, you must replace the booze-haze with brawl-haze. So say we all.
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Post by doomcrow on Jan 23, 2013 10:47:20 GMT -6
"The Pub with no Beer" sounds like it should be played to the melody of "Horse with no Name".
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clannagh
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Post by clannagh on Jan 23, 2013 16:06:40 GMT -6
"The Pub with no Beer" sounds like it should be played to the melody of "Horse with no Name". lol ... pub with no beer ... The Taylors Arms, I have been there, but it had beer at the time. it has become a bit of a tourist destination. Its a dreadful song but has become an Aussie Icon. To give you an idea here are the first lines: Oh it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call But there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer
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Post by spacemuffler on Jan 23, 2013 17:23:31 GMT -6
Hello!
Carbon D. Metric (Paizo Handle)
Ryan Furnas (RL Name)
Carbon D. Metric (Intended PFO Handle)
I am submitting my bid for entry to the mercantile arm of the Rings of Earth, and Gold.
I intend on settling just South-West of Thornkeep on release, approximately 1-2 hexes out from the city proper. My intent is to make my early, and initial stake in the agriculture markets through the use of fair trade with allied kingdoms, unkind treatment of trespassers, and a service minded approach for high quality luxury goods through subsidiary co-op farms and plantations hosted either within the Hexes claimed by our Ring of Earth, or outside of the stifling grip and jurisdiction of the bureaucratic "patriots" owing to the order of The Empyrean Order. I intend primarily on focusing on these good, and profitable ventures for the sake of the growing kingdoms of the region. As we all well know, an army marches on it's stomach, and I fully intend to ensure our men in the Ring of Steel and Wood shall not go hungry. My primary intent will be to make strong personal alliances within the Ring of Crystal, as Wizards, and Druids shall inevitably play an immense role in the safeguarding of our natural resources, and the enrichment of our lands. Founding on these values the first, strongest plants harvested each cycle shall be sacrificed (In proper accordance with the Strictures of Erastil) for the favor, under the watchful eyes of our unseen masters. Proceeding the successful harvest, intent will be focused on ensuring the safe transport of these most precious of life-sustaining goods to market. In this I am directly proposing a formal agreement between our Rings of Earth, Steel, and Wood that we shall always work in kind to each others benefit in regards to the comfort and safety of our supply transport. The guards, scouts, and watchmen under my care shall never want for a fair payday, food, or kindness on my properties.
Lastly, should I seek audience with a member of our Ring of Shadow in regards to delicate acquisitions, or in efforts to curb information leaks they will find themselves welcome in my home given they are open to negotiation, and shall refrain from open hostilities while inside our agricultural properties. I should not need to say it outright, but attracting the attention of hostile groups, or even the guardship of nearby kingdoms, will cause serious detriment towards the security, and privacy of our operations therein.
My expertise lies in crop management, ranching, land development, trade negotiations, and given the free-time between such toil, the crafts of leather, wood, and iron.
With humble regards, Yours Truly C.D.Metric
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