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Then scrap/archive him. I'll whip up something/someone different.

Rhonan Tor FULL NAME: Rhonan Tor AGE: 16 SPECIES: Cathar HEIGHT: 183 centimeters (6ft and a hair) and still growing WEIGHT: 195 lbs EYE COLOR: Ice-opal blue with a flash of gold around the pupil HAIR COLOR: Rusty auburn with streaks of flaxen gold. SKIN COLOR: Rhonan's skin is...

Contemplating another attempt at coming back.

I wasn't intending the city to be abandoned so much as the local populace hiding and holing up after a certain hour, as they do during an occupation. Sorry if it was coming across that way. And Congrats to @Relent!

Oh, yes. Rhonan hasn't moved up any further, so it's the same alley.

"Roger that, Corporal. Get to a better position and notify me when you do," Rhonan spoke lowly into his commlink, eyeing the primary structure of the relay from his hiding spot. After his preliminary visual sweep, Rhonan began to survey the structures that formed the perimeter of the Relay for...

It's because we all meet every other day and do slam poetry.

Yup, going to post after work today.

@Outlander And in another recent thread you expressed what seemed like distaste regarding Admins not participating with the player base. This would begin to mend that. And given the quality of work the Admins (and the think tank) crank out for timeline lore, do you honestly think we're going...

Hesitant for a moment, Rhonan finally closed his eyes and removed his necklace, handing it to Laelynn so she could perform her trick. Immediately, the Cathar felt naked without the familiar weight. Exposed to the night air, to her. What had already been a shade of pink in his ears from the drink...

Rhonan resisted the urge to stir where he knelt, his fingers turning the cup idly in his hands, but never lifting it to his lips. This was some kind of test. A test of control, perhaps? Setting the cup down, Rhonan knit his hands together and rest them on his lap. At the very least, the Cathar...

During the shuttle's descent to the scalding planet surface, Rhonan's icy eyes gazed unblinkingly at the bustling spaceport and dusty bazaars. He had read the mission profile and insisted he come along, whether or not he had formally signed himself off for the task or not. In his mind, it was...

I have found the combat to just be constrictive, including what you mentioned, but not limited to it. Combat has, once again, degraded into rules lawyering, loophole exploitation, and tech manipulation. There is no way in hell you can get rid of those in a competitive story line, but it honestly...

I always attributed her to Scahrossar, myself...

I'm seeing everyone raising a stink over Admins running things, or forcing things, despite the Admins repeatedly saying the contrary. So, let me put it like this: Has everyone forgotten the pioneer of collaborative role-playing? Dungeons & Dragons? Anybody? View the Admins as Dungeon Masters...

You'll find this is the case on about half of the RP sites you go to. The other half will have the Staff Characters being the main characters and the players really don't matter. I prefer a staff that administrates over a staff that marginalizes their playerbase. As someone who has done tours of...

I support and am on board with this 100%.

There is zero guarantee that players are going to voice their concerns in a mature manner. What has been posted in this thread isn't helping. Are people actually going to voice concerns prudent to the RP, especially given the present... climate? I doubt it. Am I saying a feedback thread would be...

Taken somewhat aback by the Knight's levity and lack of decorum, Rhonan paused. There was no snap, no stiff regiment to the man standing before the Cathar. Almost completely opposite of Rhonan's near-militant posture, this Knight seemed quite content with... sitting. Working his jaw silently for...

@Outlander Added two example videos for the whip-chian