... where I saved the party from a bugbear arse-wooping.ehiker133 wrote:
Desmond calmly reaches inside his shirt and pulls out a small silver tube. Filling his lungs with as much air as possible, he blows a long, continuous stream of air through the tube.
As he blows, he looks at the large creatures to see if it has any effect on them. If it does (and that effect isn't to make them charge him), then he'll continue blowing into his whistle.
That's over 7 years in a game that is, hands down, the best PbP game I've ever been a part of... even if we did leave behind 70% of the treasure.
I'll post some thoughts on the other thread, WOTE, but maybe here is where I would say thank you for all of the time and effort and energy you've put into the Hinterlands over the years. And many thanks to all of the players, as well! Without players, the DM would just be telling a story instead of making one. And I think, collectively, we made one hell of a story.