Silus - Shard of Flame

It's the embossed (is that the right word for it?) symbol on the cover of WoK, but under the paper, Micheal Whelan art'd cover.

Good luck! Don't let them beat the genre fiction out of you!It seems that lots of people here like D&D. Is there some way to play online maybe?

So I've had this idea for a project bouncing around in my head for a while now and wanted to see if there was any interest. It's a crossover with Doctor Who, so if you're not familiar with that show then it would be in your best interest to stop reading. My intention is to rewrite the new series of Doctor Who as one enormous crossover, with Scadrial filling in for Earth as a sort of home base. Vin will be the 9th Doctor's first companion. This isn't, however, limited to Doctor Who or Mistborn, since there are "episodes" in between, with the Doctor and Vin going on various adventures. I, as the "showrunner" XD, will oversee everything, making sure all the plots are going the right way and writing the stories that make up the season arcs. What I need are people willing to write the other episodes. Overall, this is a collaborative project and I hope there are interested people! If there's interest, I'll lay out more of my ideas about how things will play out, especially over multiple "seasons". So what do you think?

That is RIDICULOUSLY COOL. 20 AWESOME POINTS to you, good sir!

The Slums, Crook of the Plains - Eerongal The unconscious Bruise bowls over the man with the revolver, sprawling them on the ground. The gun skitters away. Your momentum pulls your move towards the man with the sword off a little, you ram into him with your shoulder instead of your sword, knocking him into the alley wall. You see one of the others scrambling away from the fight, the one the leader referred to as Doc. The other dives for the the gun.

I have a few friends who were Sterling Scholars, good luck!

I've played one time and always wanted to play again. Problem is my brother in law is the DM and lives out of state thus making game play next to impossible. Seems hard to find groups that allow N00bs. I have no idea how to find a group at all. I've always wanted to get into D&D but have never been able to find an actual group.

I'd like to announce that I wish I had a writing group. Also, I'll probably be going to LTUE!

Machine Desert - Jay'El The shrieking engine is deafening, seeming to come from all directions at once, but the monster remains out of sight. The blaster wielding men are obviously frightened. They're farmers, scavengers, not soldiers. Even the chieftain looks worried. You here a shout, "It's coming back!" The streamlined shape zooms over and the shape of dropping missiles in unmistakable. You lean out from cover and shoot at the projectiles, but your shots are deflected off of the kinetic barrier. It looks to be a two way shield. "Brace yourselves!" The missiles hit. The barrier's glow fades from a purple to an orange, signalling that it's almost out. "What are you doing?!" roars the chieftain, "You've got an omni-tool and you're using a pistol to shoot down the missiles?! You'll never hit anything like that! Don't you have a hacking power?"

I think it's really cool. That said, I always thought the US cover to be too grey-green.

Only because you had a headstart. I WILL BEAT YOU!!! ... eventually...y'know, when I get around to it...

I'm second on posts now, ohmygosh! I feel like I have real relevancy on this forum! I've never felt like this before!

I would like to announce that Shiver and zas were probably tired themselves when they posted those.

...go to Gamestop, got em cheap there. In case of Fire Nation Invasion...

Machine Desert - Jay'El

That is one BA cover. Maybe a little grey, but that's the book for ya.

...bring along the Wonder Twins. In case of Twitter Apocalypse...

Machine Desert - Jay'El A group rushes past you, some bumping you out of the way in their hurry. Parents herding lollygagging children away from the danger, the older children helping. They know what could happen, but their siblings don't. You can see the man from your tent standing some distance away, his glances toward you constant. As you rush up to him you can see another man with a large headdress made up of bits and pieces of destroyed machines. You can see many Droid parts and what looks like a geth eye on his forehead. He is a tall, solid man, his already dark skin almost black from the sun, marked by many scars, including a prominent cut running from his ear to his jaw, slightly disfiguring his lips where the cut goes through them. His teeth are set between barks of orders to the row of blaster wielding men and women hunkered behind a large metal barrier set up next to the edge. He is the chieftain of this small village, you know he is wary of your presence, his distrust of Spheremorphs not hard to identify. But a flicker of relief flashes through his eyes as he sees your approach. "Spheremorph, it is good that you are here. The beast is getting more aggressive. I doubt our little line can hold much longer. Wait, here it comes again!" He turns attention forward again. "Charge your guns! Let those without chargers lay down suppressing fire and find a reliable aim before shooting!" A roar can be heard, a metallic screech that seems to tear through your ears like an enormous engine. A streak of grey swoops up beyond the edge, rustling the cloth tents around you and the banners hanging from the hodge podge of metals that are the walls here with its passing. Your guide holds onto his headscarf, but the chieftain remains unshaken, his headdress tinkling in the wind. The shape looks like a plane, never seen outside of shells dug out of the sand. A number of shapes plunge away from it, spewing flame behind them. "A missile drop! Prepare for impact!" The explosion is deafening, but thankfully not close. The shots stopped short, smashing into the kinetic barrier dome extending over the majority of the village. It seems to be eezo powered, but you can't be sure, it was only visible for a moment. "Another pass like that and the shield is down," the chieftain's voice is low, directed at you, "Spheremorph, don't you have anything that can help us?"

Because that would be totally awesome. Hahaha! I have Ted Williams on vinyl.

Sounds good to me. It might be a way to get you involved in the event that's going to happen there. You could just start in the Crook if you want.

Whoa, that's pretty cool, but also scary at the same time. I mean, it could happen to ANYONE.

The Slums, Crook of the Plains - Eerongal Crossing paths with black cats has always been an ill omen. And they've always been contrary creatures. The cat bolts up and over your cover and down the alley, drawing the attention of the thugs. "Wud wuz dat?" says one of the larger goons, carrying a stout broadsword. "Just a cat, Bruise." This is the one the leader called "Doc", he has no visible weapons. "Huh, never seen a cat bolt like that unless they get spooked," says the leader with the revolver, "Bruise, check out those boxes. Make sure we're not bein watched." The big man nods. He stomps over to your hiding place, making a cursory inspection. He doesn't seem to notice you and might just be close enough to get in a surprise hit on. But there are still four other guys and twenty, maybe fifteen feet between you and them.

That's why I get to sue you for false advertising.

I call shenanigans, that is definitely sugar water.

Anyway, does Ambro have a motivation to go to the Crook or do we need to come up with something for that?