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Well, instead of complaining about the thread being dead, you could always post in it... I mean, Warren is getting pretty lonely by himself down that mineshaft hole.

Haha, you've been married to me for a year. : P

Ichabod Colby - The Forge > The Mess Hall on board the Rose. The Ratkin finally, finally makes an appearance. Having been confined to his forge to work feverishly on his commission. He looks... drained. His normally well groomed grey fur is a little tatty and frizzled. The wrinkles of his paws...

Warren He sighs to himself. A bizzare, throttled hiss against the rebreather. Fucking up already. Wonderful. "I'll go first, I guess..." the first words out of his mouth this entire venture. He even sounds awkward while talking. Oddly strained and even more mechanical sounding than his...

"Roll(2d6)+0: 3,5,+0 Total:8" + Protect (+1) = 9 In work, so can't get the screen shot feature to work, but that's 9. Should be good~ Should I re-edit my post?

I know it's been archived, and it's a long shot, but is there any chance of The Black Tontine returning at all?

Right. I might still be working 3 jobs, a husband, a house, interviews and organizing a holiday, but I can still get back into this. I hope.

Dog boy is go~

Yup. I was going to ask if I needed to make any rolls for my latest post actually.

Cherub She rolls her eyes behind her mask's blank stare. Not quite the reception I was hoping for... "I'm going to have to mop this up, aren't I?" Her little bloodkin pads forward and she surveys the damage to the young woman. Yyyiiiiieussh... alright, time to fix this. Not having someone die...

Con? And subsequent con lurgy are always killers. 

He shivers, hairs raising on his nape. At least that was a familiar feeling.,, He turns the collar of his coat up and trudges onward, grumbling. No doubt there were others on the boat who'd wake sooner or later, and he was not really feeling up for a post demise chat. He pouts, gives the...

Oh boy... it's actually been a full month since my first and only post.  : /

@Blackadder  Bwuh? Hang on I thought Pyg had moved, not Cherub. I never got past writing her entrance.

 I KNOW YOU SAID NOT TO GET ATTACHED TO AN IMAGE, BUT MY HAND SLIPPED OKAY!? ... also, I dunno if the alerts are being stupid again, but should I change Mal's response to include peeps? Or leave as is?

Well now. Death wasn't quite what he expected. He wasn't sure what is was he had expected, but it certainly wasn't this. Or more to the point that he was able to expecting anything after it had already happened.   Not many things had changed, and yet there were so many new things...

Sorry for the radio silence friends. It's been a tough few weeks. Family illness followed by Christmas and New Years then by a grievance, then an illness of my own. Back on track now I hope.

Ichabod The ratkin listens tentatively. "Morrikin, Colby," he listens to the Captain lat out her plans, "Do what you can to craft a method to dispel the noted magics of your peers. Stormlords may brush off the touch of Rion, but the rest of the crew would find it fatal. There is to be no...

Heh heh, it's been a busy and difficult time lately irl, but he has no more excuses to be a lazy sod~

@Silvertongued Alright, Lazybutt! Get this thread movin again willya? : D