Today marks the second anniversary of death of Allfather Gygax!

Roll a d20 for the man and thank your GMs for being incredibly amazing!

I leave you to a great quote from the man :

“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don’t need any rules.” Gary Gygax

This is a little thing Frank made me, told me to do whatever I wanted with it, enjoy.

Yesterday, Wednesday September 17^th, Shimizu Okie, a student at Zoshi high, was reported as missing a short time after school was over. The police believes that the time of disappearance would have been between four and six pm.

The seventeen years old student was said to have left early for home, not feeling well. However, she never came home. Her parents, worried, called the police at around six but so far the search has yielded no success.

“Some say she has ran away from home. We do not believe her, she was a good girl and we always took care of her. Something must have happened.” Commented Ishimura Natsuyo, her mother. “If you see her, please let us know. We love you Okie, come back home”.

These kinds of incidents have actually been on the rise lately in the city of Tokyo. Compared to the last three years, there has been an elevation of 5% in the case of kidnapping and 3% in the case of disappearance. Schoolgirls are usually a prime target for criminals. The police force, however, is assuring the population that there is no need for alert.

-Yoshida Kenichi

“Still not used to these voice-logs” John was a soldier, he never liked the machines slowly creeping all over the military world. The new mandatory Report Recorder, now standard issue with Ludsburg military was just another gadget he didn’t need. “Euhm… We’ve been waiting by the road for three days, waiting for that pint-sized bastard Wick, should be over any minute now.”

Wick was a crook, or, as he prefered, a “solicitor of illicit and profitable goods”. Drugs and illegal magick was his trade and made is fortune. The military had finally issued a warrant, John’s squad was to ambush Wick’s caravan. The soldiers had enough guns to fuel both sides of the war and a pair of spellsingers borrowed from the Golden Brigade. “At this point, nothing can go wro…”

John was interrupted by a clicking from behind him. “Turn ’round slowly capt’n, not looking for a fight, but if I have to, ain’t gonna hesitate, you ain’t my first.” John turned around slowly to see the Flintlock Repeater, goverment issue for soldiers as a side-arm in war time.

“Are you with Wick?” John said, visibly angry, a simple mission failed to a goon with a gun.

“Wick? Who the hell’s Wick? Nah, I work for myself, soldier-boy. Jus’ want some o’ your guns, and whatever cash you tools are packin’ and I’ll be on my way” The man must have been six and a half foot tall, his head shaved in the last few days and sporting a 3-day beard. He looked like he would be covered in scars, but wasn’t. Was he that good?

John signaled to one of the mage’s to stand down, he didn’t want to accidently be set on fire or covered in magical acid.

“Tell you what, bastard, we’re here waiting to raid one of the most powerful smuggler from Ludsburg. Help us out and you can have some of the loot.”

Thus Started Jode Klank’s military career.

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Alright, it’s been months and I’ve been a terrible blogger, I know that, I am sorry, I could give you about 3 dozen reasons, but I won’t, I don’t feel like it.

The important thing is that my life is getting back on tracks, and although I’ve completely failed at following my ANY of my early plans, I do desire to make it right.

Do I have another chance? C’mon. I’ll be nice.

In any case, I’ll try to hold a regular posting schedule (I’d say again, but I really never did), and we’ll see what happens. Stay tunned!

After much debate on the theme and setting of the next game (which happens this saturday) I decided to go crazy. We all accepted the idea of a time-travelling game.

It’s only way later that I’ve discovered all the mad prep that would need and I still needed to find an interesting player motivation that goes beyond “We’re time cops”. Because that ain’t how I work. And then my face was bludgeoned with inspiration. By that, I mean another blogger’s post.

Thus, the campaign will not be about time travelling. It’ll be about time being mashed together and the players trying to deal with it. I’m still undecided about the origine of the timefuck, it might just “be”, I do not know yet. I have 2 days.

In other news! Kimyou’s on Twitter, follow me and make me feel popular!