"Preposterous nonsense!" exclaimed the human from the back, a small murmor of silence fell through the crowd. Striding through the parting group, he approached the Cleric, eyes full of determination and hatred, his face showing some age and scarring, his left eye looked missing, replaced ...

Realise that a Wookie is probably more than a match for a humans strength. I will accept that this one may not be entirely up to par though. I'm finding your style a little difficult to keep track of though, identifying who did what, said whatever and thought what. I gather though that you have som...

No worries J. As above then, training is reopened. Correl, will sort yours over my lunch in a few hours.

I'll pick this up in Noctru's absence unless anyone has objections?

If not, would all people who have requested it after Jools' absence was noted kindly restate if they require it?

Aye go on then.

I have no objections on a scenario or two. I take multiple approaches to this. Either a person can be honest and accurate with their abilities, defining whether they successfully hit and miss based on their own skills and whether they get hit at their own discretion or making rolls to define it. For...

I question the claim of Godmodding and state that many of my texts are reactionary or my way of explaining the GM defined events where I felt an explanation needed strengthening. I admit a few slips and eventually I simply write the action I intend and leave it up to the GM to decide however that is...

The warehouse was dark, poorly lit and filled with large wood and metal storage containers. Mostly empty and dark save for a small patch of light in the middle of the building, a single light strip glowing upon an open floor below. He went to the light, standing in it, eyes circling the room waiting...

His swoop couldn't stay stable for much longer, pulling hard on the steering column he went into a hard stop, the back smashed into a rock throwing him off the speeder. He was flung through the air, landing on his feet thanks to his training, the speeder not so lucky, still out of control as it hurt...

The bike hurtled across the terrain, assailants either side of him armed and ready. He lowered his head sharply as the swing of a ball narrowly missed shattering his pointed horns. "So you like to play hard and with sharp and powerful objects eh? Try this then." Grim quickly let go of the ...