Kobold King

So excited!

Good catch though, Leftinch. Have an upvote.

There's an "Import Cutie Mark" option on the "Create" tab. It's as easy as finding a .png file like this one and uploading it. Nice work, by the way!

Don't forget the cutie marks. The cutie marks are the most important part.

He'd get used to it after the first century or so.

Let's make Oregon 20% cooler! Also, ponifying heavy-hitters like Corpsemaker, Altermind, and Doctor Funtimes is now a Level 1 priority.

Seems like a worthy goal to keep us occupied.

Upside: Lightwards makes one Calamity of a good-looking pony. Downside: I'm never going to stop picturing him like this in my head.

Sort of off-topic, but I have to post it somewhere and this looks like a pretty good place. There is a site. The site allows you to create a customized pony. There is now... ...a Lightwards pony.

We squabble amongst ourselves while The Herd claims more and more threads. They have challenged some of the mightiest threads on the forum while we fight far away from the true threat. Meanwhile, in Quiver's office:

Storm off you stormleaving, there's no storming way I can storming come up with more storming uses for the storming word "storm," not unless I got really storming ridiculous with "storm" placement and general storminess of my language, which has grown increasingly filled with the word "storm," worrying me much as a highstorm storming across the storming planet would worry me--see, it's gotten storming ridiculous to try to pack the word "storm" into a single storming sentence so many storming times!

I think Inquisitor is somewhere up in the 2000s. And artifabrians are pretty awesome.

So I guess we'll spend the time between role-play sessions the way we spend the time between our favorite TV series. Shipping and fan theories. I'll start the fan theories. I think Doctor Funtimes is a female regeneration of the Doctor from the future, and Calamity is her exploding TARDIS. And Nighthound's weakness is puppies.

Absorb Brandon Sanderson's soul. What? Then he'd be immortal and could write books forever.

"Storm it, I can't possibly hope to pass these storming storm-leavings who use the word 'storm' combined other, less obvious uses of the storming thing, such as 'stormily,' 'stormwall,' and 'Stormseat,'" stormed Kobold King, whose general storming about was so stormy that a small storm stormed over his head in a typically storm-like manner. 14. And "storm" totally stopped looking like a word as I typed it.

And our Inquisitors are well-hidden behind a mask of friendliness. Welcome to the forum! Be sure to frequent dark alleys!

I see my fellow players certainly have... interesting subplot ideas.

Double post because unrelated question: Back in Oregon, do we just wait until everybody else is done with nocturnal actions, then pick up the next morning? How long is that likely to take?

This. Just... this. We now have fanfiction for a role-playing game based on a published novel. And it is awesome. Everybody upvote it. Because it is awesome.

I feel your pain, but will probably not be nearly as prudent about it. Good luck, and see you when you get back!

Lightwards / vulture: Lighture. Lightwards / Nathan: Travelwards. Lightwards / Funtimes: Light-times. Lightwards / Nighthound: Lighthound. Lightwards / Mary Sadry: She's a married woman, you pervert.

Lightwards watched his guests file into their color-appropriate rooms, still standing in the dining room as the sound of closing doors reached his ears. The thought of sleeping in a house with two powerful Epics almost made him want to scream, but he knew it was important to show a strong front. His interactions with other Epics had been painful in the past. He remembered meeting with Möbius all those months ago, spinning round and round until the air itself choked the life out of him... Stop, he told himself. No dwelling on deaths before bedtime. If he decided to sleep tonight. If one thing was certain, it was that his Warriors of Light would need sleep. They were still technically alive, even if their minds never fully restored after resurrection. It'd be a busy day tomorrow, so they'd need to be in top physical shape. He gathered them in a small group in the living room and closed each of their eyes, ordering them to wake and kill intruders if there was a disturbance. He was pleased with the fact that they could sleep standing up, thus rendering additional rooms irrelevant. Life was just so much more efficient when he was in control. The rat was no longer any use, so he killed it and left its carcass for the vulture. That left only himself to take care of. He passed the other rooms, finally reaching the master bedroom. It was painted with a dull green color, with a decent-sized bed at the far end. There was a dressing stand at one end with a mirror. On a whim, he walked over to it and peeked into the mirror. Lightwards hadn't seen his reflection in a while, besides occasional glimpses in standing water and shiny metal surfaces. It had been a long trek to Portland, as his appearance attested to. He seemed to be growing a hint of beard stubble, and there was still a bullet hole right through his coat and shirt. He never seemed to notice it anymore--that was a product of his first death, not long after he'd first embarked on this quest. He smirked as he thought about how death had seemed opposed to his mission right from the start. This assuaged the slight misgivings he harbored against his house guests. They couldn't kill him--stronger Epics had tried, and yet he still stood proud with his goal in sight. He would be the savior of Portland, one new Warrior of Light at a time. ---- So now we get a glimpse of Lightwards in his true environment, a sympathetic anti-hero with a troubled past. Obviously everybody will feel quite a lot of sympathy for him after this. I expect shipping pairs and fan art by tomorrow morning. Incidentally, Möbius was my initial Epic idea for this game, whom I passed up because I felt she'd be too overpowered. So instead I incorporated her into Lightwards' backstory as the evil equivalent of a Mary Sue who killed him, took over a town, and remains the only adversary to have ever exploited his weakness. EDIT: Saw a couple of really stupid and obvious errors. Fixed the ones I saw.