So, I’ve decided on a plot for a new Aragos story. I’m going to be starting in on it some on the aragos_roleplay community. I’ve decided I don’t give a rat’s ass whether I have a lot of players, or whether I have to do the whole plot myself, I just want to write more, [...]

David and I were talking the other day about the styles of dress in various Tai’Char cities. Ammox’un’ramma is a mixing of both Tai’Char and Grimuardian D’nan peoples, in an underground setting. There’s very little body modesty, a lot of polygamy, and very little need for any kind of really formulated or fashioned/tailored clothing. Dave’s [...]

Doreen Susan Smith, 22nd November 1927 – 12th July, 2006 Three weeks to the day of her diagnosis, Doreen passed. Got the call from dad at 8:30 this morning. What will survive of us is love.” – An Arundel Tomb, Philip Larkin

Primer: The Tai’Char are the first race of D�nan to come to Aragos’ shores, far preceding the Grimuard nation, having arrived shortly after the fall of Kargarouth, the first civilization on Aragos. More information on they and their culture will come later, likely on the community page – however, this information pertains to those who [...]

Well, all the writing is not, in fact, gone. Everything I had emailed to vidarsshadow over the years since Gmail came to pass is now back to me. Which, essentially means only Brothers Gen, Stone Circle and a lot of conversations about Aragos without any real writing. Maredran is, now, essentially a blank slate. I [...]

It’s all gone. Everything I’ve written for the last… I have no idea how many years. Gone. More than three thousand pages of work. Gone. I feel like shooting something. The game log from Maredran – 400 pages in and of itself. All three sections of the old path_roleplay forum log, totaling nearly 1200 pages. [...]

The claws barely held his weight as he perched on the south wall of Domar’s palace, the Mountain of Black Fire. They were a new design Vasant had put forth for testing, which Rook was usually more than happy to oblige with. Tonight, however, even the normally light-footed Ophidian Guardsman felt less than stable with [...]

Despite the dark of the room, and the obvious night outside, the sunglasses come off about ten seconds after the tall, slender businessman slides his way through the door, only to be replaced scant moments later by prescription glasses of much the same make, from a case that disappears again to a breast pocket inside [...]