Kallandra

I only hate snow because it stops me from leaving the house My wheelchair doesn't fair too well in the stuff.

Congratulations to you both, and welcome to the world little one

So, no Ouroboros flashback arcs for Praetorians that have already left Praetoria

Liz Bathory - Considering that:

Witihin the Mine
Emerald and the DeFeurards may not have been much affected by the eruption that sent deafening crashes through the mine, but Vyachslav certainly was.

Lucard soon lost sight as he flew down the mine.

Destroyer was In the elevator heading down before he walked into the room, slowly looking around at the armless forms.

How in hell did Elizabeth get all the way down to where Destroyer is without passing or interacting with anyone?

The Phonecall

A phonebooth somewhere in Cap au Diable

I reached in to my coat pocket, pulling out a few tatty business cards, each of them with an alias I'd used before. I shuffled through them one handed, running the titles through my mind "Dog catcher... nope. Antique dealer... nope. Estate agent.. nope. Ah... Girls4Guns Magazine! That might just work."

I put on my best gay affectation as I spoke in to the receiver.

"Well hello there Miss Tomb! I'm so sorry to disturb you but my client was most insistent that I contact you right away! My name's Tobias McTavish and I work for the magazine Girls4Guns and my boss told me I just had to find you!"

"We were wondering if it would be possible to set up an interview within the next couple of days as my client is most anxious to meet you in person. You see, they spotted you in The Store and just knew you'd be perfect for the job!"

"They just have to have you! Of course, it pays very well, and all your expenses would be met. Would you like me to pop by The Store say, tomorrow so we could discuss things further?"

"If that's inconvenient just suggest a time and a place."

I smiled, hoping that it would carry across in to my voice, waiting for a response.

In a run down office building somewhere in Cap au Diable

The small dingy office was dimly lit by a single desk lamp. The pool of light illuminating a large leather topped desk, which was currently strewn with various photographs, papers, newspaper cuttings and other odds and ends.

The frosted glass door was slightly ajar and had the words "Dirk Knightly: Private Detective" printed neatly across it, and the sign beside the door read, "Knightly Affairs Detective Agency".

Behind the desk a man wearing white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, brown slacks and brogues, reclined in a worn leather chair, a frown creasing his brow as he stared at the print-out of an email.

Dear Sir/Madam/Genderless being

My name is Tomb, I’m a very bad super villain, my base is located on La Isla de la Muerte Insólito. I am also the one who killed your <insert lost one here>

Alternatively, my lab of highly lootable custom weapons, expensive gear and super serums, is located on La Isla de la Muerte Insólito.

Tomb
Ps.
Would you like a bigger pen 15?

I glanced at the accompanying letter, it simply said, "Find her". Had a photograph of a cute little blonde girl standing in what looked like a hardware store and the words "The Store" scribbled beneath. The return address was a P.O. Box and there was a phone number. A cheque for a quite considerable amount of money had been paperclipped to the top.

I rubbed my eyes. It was late, but a case is a case. The broad who'd delivered the letter had been a rather good looking brunnette, although a little on the short side for my tastes. She'd claimed she was delivering it for a 'friend', but i had my doubts. I was being paid, so it didn't really matter I guess.

I wondered if anyone had actual proof that this kid, Tomb, was actually on this Island. Had anyone actually spotted her there? I should probably visit one or two of the shady travel agents in the area, ask if any boats or plane's went to this place. Maybe the kid had chartered one.

I vaguely remembered hearing about a kid who ran a place called The Store from one of my 'associates'. Maybe I should pay the place a visit. I rummaged around all the paperwork on my desk, finding nothing useful and knocking a few more papers off on to the already messed up floor. I really needed to think about getting a cleaner.

"First things first," I mused out loud, "Gotta find the number for The Store."

I picked up the old style 1930's phone, an old black Crosley Kettle model, to call for directory assistance, but the thing was dead. "Dammit. Forgot to pay the bill again."

A short while later I left my office and wandered out on to the grim streets of Cap au Diable to find a phone booth. It was raining cats and dogs so I pulled the collar of my leather trenchcoat higher and tilted my fedora a little lower to keep the rain out of my face.

I finally found a booth that hadn't been vandalised and still had it's battered copy of the White Pages hanging from a chain. I thumbed quickly through the pages looking for 'The Store'. It had a witty ad above the phone number. I reached in to my trouser pocket and pulled out a handful of small items. Rooting through the contents, amongst the fluff, I found a quarter. I dropped it in the slot and dialed the number....

I've finally gotten around to sorting out some of the photo's from the event!

They can be found.... here.

I'll try and add a few more over the next few days.

Thank you all again for turning up



*All photos copyright Kallandra (except the two group shots taken by the owner of Global Gaming which may be used without permission). Please ask if you'd like to use any, and make sure you credit them thanks.

Day one seemed to go well Hope you all had fun!

I've taken a few photo's which I'll sort out (read photoshop) and stick up after the weekend. Oh, if someone could let me know where those videos end up

Hoping day two goes as well!

Thank you so much for all of you who turned up

It looks like it's going to be Scruffy Murphy's for those wishing to meet up. I've not left the house in quite some time, so no idea of times for going to these places... I'll suggest 8pm? Gives folks time to settle in their respective hotels etc.. I've been told by Crimson Archer that it's an alternative/rock pub which usually has live bands upstairs, so we can always chat outside if it gets a little noisy...

If folks don't like it there we can always go around the corner to The Square Peg, which is a McPub/Wetherspoons...

I'm suggesting everyone gets to Global Gaming tomorrow (Saturday) for around 10am - so it gives you all a chance for a nice lie in after your travels etc

Not sure what establishment we're meeting at tonight yet, although it's been suggested either Scruffy Murphy's, The Square Peg or The Newt. I'll post more when I have details for those that will be coming (and txt those I have numbers for).

Day after tomorrow! *Panics!* I'm in Brum... See all those that are coming on Saturday! (and a few of you on Friday!)

Hero: Lawful Good / Lawful Neutral
Vigilante: Neutral Good / Lawful Neutral / True Neutral / Chaotic Good
Rogue: Chaotic Good / Chaotic Neutral / True Neutral
Villain: Lawful Evil / Neutral Evil / Chaotic Evil

*May have been roleplaying D&D far too long....

You can also use the email address uksupport@ncsoft.com to let them know it's borked.

https://secure.ncsoft.com/cgi-bin/St...em&item_id=206 Should be the version you're after

I will more than likely be dressed similar to Kall.... and in a wheelchair, so watch yer toes!

Or maybe a box....

The last 2 computers have now been allocated to Grouchybeast and Archie!

All 15 computers are now taken (although I know some of you are only planning on coming for the Saturday, some for the Sunday and some both lol, so hopefully if i've mis-counted there'll be at least one spare somewhere on one of the days!) I think the rest have said they're bringing laptops *phew!*

*Panics some more* See you all a week on Friday/Saturday!