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Shortly before first dawn, Razorback and Bluefang arrive on the edge of a crater in the depths of the Sand Mother Desert. Within the crater is a walled outpost consisting of a few squat but sturdy buildings and a transmission tower. It does not appear to be occupied at this time. The Cliffwalker’s nostrils twitch…
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Starting at the end of February 2017, I’m going to celebrate active OtherSpace collaborators with a $25 Amazon.com gift certificate. Every month, I’ll pick a player who has helped bring in new blood, charged along with their character’s story (while simultaneously helping others move onward with theirs), and got the word out about the game…
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As the suns disappear beyond the horizon, Bluefang Rockstepper crests a dune ridge several kilometers from the cave with the repaired pulse rifle slung over his shoulder. He checks his PDA, then looks back down the hill toward Razorback. “Twilight’s the best time to move through this region,” the assassin notes. “Sand eels tend to…
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Not far from where the Stubtooth Mountains fall to the Sand Mother, and a long ways from Alhira, a crack in a cliff face opens up into a cave. The rising of the morning sun finds Razorback Cliffwalker picking his way through the rocks towards the opening, a small quadruped slung over his shoulder. Apparently,…
Read More “[SLACK ROLEPLAYING LOG] #rp-demaria _ The Cave” »