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Moonshade drawing has the benefit of color and the face expression, the posture is really interesting.
However, I vastly prefer the Chiefette drawing, mostly because of what I consider more uses of volumes and a dynamic posture.
Even if, sincerely, I cannot stand cat girls, I really like that picture.
(sheeesh, I like a catgirl picture... where are my meds)

The second picture looks far better to me.
The lighting gives a golden tone to the skin of the standing figure, instead of yellow.
It, however, make the standing figure face looking smoother (eyes, bottom half of the face) so a bit less detailed.

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Nice title
(I am never checking the french boards and rarely look at people titles so never noticed )

On my part, I don't check daily the Creative section so I miss many pictures.
Furthermore, I am not a drawer at all. So it would be difficult to express "constructive criticism".

On the other hand, it can be interesting for you drawers to have an opinion from someone who doesn't have a clue how to draw ?

And it's all about balancing feedback. Sending negative feedback can help... or sap the will of a drawer ?

I also see (or consider) several levels in artistic expression.
For example, being more at ease with written stories, I could say, reading a short story, that it can be either bad or good. It depends a lot of the intent.
It's what I call "game information stories" and "stories".
Some short texts are good information stories and bad stories. Because they are too short, lack descriptions, structure but provide enough details and interest for someone who knows what the writer is talking about.

Same for drawings.
Some can,for me, be just rough sketches (those are fairly obvious actually), studies (on volume, shades, colors) or intended to be full work.
So, sometimes, I see a drawing, think "hu... there are odds things there" but if it's only a study, it might be ok. If it's a full work, it isn't.

Then, maybe, you all artists could also state your intent in your posted, linked, drawings/photoshop work/etc ?

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I suggest contacting one player directly
(just teasing, he's probably already aware)

1. Pocket D, hero side bars
2. SG base, my current aim being to have several places inside destined to be used as RP settings. I am also using IG elments of the base as IC resources for one of my characters. like : if we don't have a high tech looking medbay, he cannot engage extensive medical studies/operations.
3. missions, I love using the missions as a stage for some of my ideas. RP doesn't happen necessarily after the mission end (generally after a fight, at least). I can even say sometimes the mission contents are so critical to my ideas I modify them to fit the way the mission happened. Like a month ago when an unsuspecting player just ran to glowies (the fatal attraction of glowies...), which were computers. The glowies were "elements of interest" in that case, the fact the computers importance was dismissed (the said player just "picked" the glowie, nothing else), the end result was a semi failure of the mission (under IC terms), leading to an interesting twist for me.
4. Any other form of interactions, forums, private messages, MSN etc...
5. outdoors, were mentionned Talos beach and Steel Canyon park, both having strong relevance for my main character.

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waiting for Mutants and Masterminds 2nd ed and Freedom City 2nd Ed to arrive.

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Have them both (as well as Lockdown and Mastermind Manual)
I should receive Ultimate Power today.

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Mort au Vif(?)

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Mort ou Vif (Dead or Alive)

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Coile (Huzzah, spelt correctly first time!)

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Congratulations ! But...

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Melanine

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Melanin ?
Maybe... Melanie ?

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Maybe after he settles with married life he becomes too boring. One can always hope

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Wait until the issue where he is accused of polygamy.

I highly second Coile choice. Even if it's not a voting process.
Nightsparrow work is creative, fun, serve also for RP purpose in plots, reference.
From just a "scrapbook", it became something we have integrated in our gamestyle.

(And there is more... There is the Caliburn 14 log reports)

*clap*

(following is a recollection of several days events. I tried to compile them. It's not complete, of course)

Two days ago, the Silent Tempest team held a meeting in their rather empty base due to a noticeable absence of futnitures. The circumstances being that the team base was refitted, walls and floors painted and/or strengthened, but the furnitures ordered didn't arrive yet.
In this minimalized meeting room, the team welcomed the arrival (and addition to the roster) of Hand of Sorrow, Mesoc and a girl apparently saved by Coile during his trip in Jamaica, named Merisol.
Kitalia , also present, was formally integrated into the team, after having spent time away in the Kraft family farm in North Dakota. Kitalia, whose peculiar existence is the consequence of the choices from the former and now vanished team member Kitia, was sent there after her arrival in Parago City, in a time where neither Coile or Sword of Truth were really able, or willing, to take care of her.
Dustine arrived with Arrow Flame (*), someone the mystical woman of the Silent Tempest looks to be closer and closer.
The discussion orbited around the now really missing Steel Guard , whose personnal problems might have reach a peak.
Sword of Truth having checked in vain Steel Guard's home, a second trip, with Sword and Coile, to the "grumpy old man" home (according to Love Angel wording) having not taken place (for, here again, very personnal reasons), Subaiku , the shadowy-gypsy-like-faerie-werewolf (depending who is speaking about her), looked to be ready to follow the trail of the missing member. Subaiku, actually, being most probably the member being ever the closer to Steel Guard.

For the Sword of Truth, nights in Pocket D were difficult. After Coile announced her their relationship was over, the leader of the Silent Tempest was easily and openly (and naturally if not logically) going around with his new girlfriend and soon-to-be-wife Nightsparrow . A situation truly difficult for Nadia Forester (the Sword of Truth), who is unable to stand by the newly formed couple, especially when they are displaying their happiness.
Such situation created emotionnal turmoil in Sword, to the point of having her fainting at the upper level bar of Pocket D.
Still, someone else was lurking in the dimly lit dimensional nightclub.
A young woman, whose manners and physical appearance are somewhat familiar to anyone kowing well Nightsparrow, was behaving oddly. That young woman kept, during days, lurking around, studying things with strange gadgets or simply and openly scavenging the most curious items (like collecting empty bottles and cans, getting cigarette packs and so on).
Even weirder, some days ago, the said young woman was called Darksparrow by another young and unknown woman who just arrived at the club.
From similarities in manners and look to a real similarity in name to Nightsparrow, the scavenging-analyzing girl could not raise the interest of Coile.

Lastly, Coile asked Xan, also known as Star Crusader to provide him simple equipment to collect blood samples. Xan the alien, who incidentally, is more and more becoming the private doctor of the Silent Tempest and affiliates, having helped the Silent Tempest members Dawn Perez, the Militia member Lady Cobra, Kitia before she left our world, who announced Nightsparrow pregnancy and was recently asked by Coile to find medication for nerves (to be given to Sword of Truth).
Is Darksparrow a blood relative to Nightsparrow ? Future might tell us.

The last night in Pocket D, Sword of Truth, still unable to withstand Coile and Nightsparrow hapiness, found haven at a bar out of sight of the couple.
There, Hand of Sorrow came and talked with her about the idea of having a charity ball. The discussion soon drifted on the idea of creating a foundation.
Both Hand of Sorrow and Sword of Truth discussed ways to help people, priorities and hierarchy of suffering.
Still, both ideas are going their way with good hopes that, at least, the charity ball becomes a reality.
Sword's idea of having a themed charity event is going to be true or if a more classical event will be held has yet to be determined.

The mid night saw a discussion between Hand of Sorrow and Tygerboy about the exercise of law and justice. How to punish criminals. That discussion has actually been sparked by Hand of Sorrow mention of a kind of witch hunt targeting him.
The discussion was fueled by occasionnal interventions from Sword of Truth and Nightschild .

And finally, in the late night, Sword of truth talked a lot to Jiffy Blakes , journalist at the Daily Comet. Hand of Sorrow had to leave while Pocket D was granted the presence of Mesoc .
Sword and Jiffy mainly discussed about the presence of youngsters, kids, in heroic teams and the linked responsability, or irresponsability.
Jiffy, being also a "drinking buddy" of Nightsparrow, so more or less aware of the ended Coile-Sword relationship and the new Coile-Nightsparrow one, tried to get Sword "point of view", without real success due to the lack of interest of the woman to speak about that.
When Sword finally left the club, leaving Jiffy and Mesoc, she had also learned the reporter tried to contact her, in vain (possibly geting Coile on phone rather than Sword), months ago. He was wanting to deliver her a disc about a certain company...
Sword, still having in mind the charity event and the foundation idea, asked Jiffy if he could promote those ideas. And she will return him the favor later...

(*) I was on phone at that time, later got several hardware failure, I just hope I was able to recognize who was there with Dustine ! If not feel free to correct me and accept apologizes !

That is my understanding too.

I like the bottom right drawing from Catgirl Lem 1.
Catgirl Lem 2 is cute and objectively a great drawing. But, subjectively, there is too much cuteness in it for my taste

Yes, the mouth is a bit too small but she's a gynoid so... why not.

I like a lot this picture and I think I'll have it in mind next time one of my characters meet Number Nine.
I don't know what you wanted to give her as expression but I find it being a good work.

You might want to post the journal in the "Status of Silent Tempest" thread. Actually, it is more or less a personnal log, isn't it ?

City of Madison, Wisconsin, 29/12/2006

The dark skinned woman was staring at the idle lake. Her heavy clothing was shielding her from the slight breeze and fresh air. Temperature was almost freezing now and snow was expected for the coming week.
By summer, there is almost always a horde of students there. Tables and chairs, placed outside the university cafeteria, close to the red tiled roofs of the dormitories. An ideal place to spend time chatting, relaxing, flirting.
The lake was now empty of the usual ballet of sailboats, white dots over blue water during the warmer months.
A lot of people come here to have a change in mind. Years ago, she was coming too, to observe birds or walk, at that special place called Picnic Point, one of the most popular spot in summer. You just had to walk from the university bay until you arrived at that green, scenic, place.
But today, in the late days of December, none of this. The sky was partly cloudy, the sun couldn't warm the earth, the students found their haven inside the cafeteria and there was no sailboat.

She was sitting, having taken a chair just for her alone, by the lake shore, on the terrace of the cafeteria. Nadia came to Madison to think about her life and what she truly wanted, what she considered she could accept.
Madison is a peculiar town. How did she become fond of the place is quite a mystery, even for her. She not even had spend a whole year of her life there, barely nine months, six years ago. But those months were happy, without worries and the town is far from being a bustling nest of metropolitan activity.
Someone once told her that Madison look a lot like European towns. No towering skyscrapers, shops in downtown, quite packed and not spread out all over the countryside.
She never went to Europe and to her, Madison looked like many other Midwest medium sized towns.
Still, the first word when she thought about the place in the later years was "cozy".

Preparing for the coming winter and its harsh climate, the town was slowering its activity. Less people outside, the ones you could see were rushing from one place to the other, it was nighttime by 5pm. Snow was already occasionally falling on the northern half of the state. Her friend Kelly talked about having a trip to Christie Mountain, to change her mind. But she preferred Madison and its numbing environment.

Kelly. Kelly Baker. Actually not even a friend two weeks ago, at best an old acquaintance, stored into memories of those nine months here.
She was surprised to meet the blonde woman again, it was so unexpected.
Kelly was a student like her, back to those days, aiming at a doctorate of juridical science when Nadia was studying legal institutions. They didn't really get along by then., only acknowledged each other existence, having common friends.
When Nadia arrived at Madison, she headed to the university, trying to find the peace of mind in a place she knew and appreciated. And Kelly was here.
Kelly was coming from Barrington, an obscure small town in Illinois, in the distant Chicago suburb. She was a true Midwesterner and kept reminding each time she could that Abraham Lincoln came from Illinois. And she was a fan of the Chicago Cubs.
Nadia was quite the opposite. Coming from Paragon City metropolis on the eastern coast, she was used of not seeing farther than a mile away at best because of tall buildings.
Kelly was Caucasian and blonde, Nadia was Afro-American. Kelly liked jelly and watching "The Young and the Restless", Nadia couldn't stand any. The blonde was collecting boyfriends, Nadia was hiding her gaze behind sunglasses. One was skiing every winter when the other was afraid to go to Perez Park alone.
And Kelly stayed at Madison when Nadia went back to Paragon City. For one of them, the Rikti invasion was mostly TV news and occasional lights in the eastern sky, for the other, it was a day to day struggle to survive amidst ruins.

They both met again in the university cafeteria. Kelly recognized Nadia as the later had already renewed her habit of drinking hot coffee by the window bay while reading book. Same place, same habit, same sunglasses.
Kelly had become a teacher at the university of Wisconsin. She never completed her doctorate but loving the university life, she applied and finally made her way in the Wisconsin education system.
The meeting was odd for Nadia as Kelly welcomed her as a long lost friend just coming back home. So far, it was still nice to find someone to discuss with and speak about the old times.
So it came naturally. Nadia and Kelly talking, exchanging news about what they became since. And that's how Nadia was immediately trapped again by her problem.

Nadia Forester, also known in Paragon City as the Sword of Truth is a heroine, a sword wielder, fast and holding her principles high.
But Nadia life also became a whole mess of uncertainties when she slowly discovered she was only a clone. A clone of the original Nadia, the original Sword of Truth, a woman who fell in an avalanche, to be later detained by a paramilitary and criminal organization during a cross-dimensional war. She discovered she was only that. An experiment, a project. Her existence only reduced to an operation codename, the Trojan Queen.
Indeed, the operation didn't go exactly as planned. Another hero, Andre Kraft, also known as Coile, a mighty mutant able to unleash bursts of energy, came and rescued his love, the original Nadia.
Rather, he saved the one who he believed to be his love. And the irony was the clone herself wasn't even aware of her own artificial nature and tailored, programmed, memory and mindset pattern.

When Kelly came to hug Nadia in that cafeteria, the problem showed its ugly head again. Either Nadia was going to tell she was only a clone of the person Kelly met years ago. Either she was leaving Kelly believe she was the original.
The decision should have been taken before. It was, indeed, even the purpose of Nadia trip : finally deciding what behavior to adopt and how to react to the original's friends.

But it was settled in a second. Nadia let Kelly hug her and even returned the hug. The damage was done. Nadia was lying by omission to Kelly.
It was the easy way. The clone living the life of the original. Nadia the clone was having exactly the same memories than Nadia the original.
Where was the harm then ?

In the cafeteria, that day of December, Kelly was believing to meet again someone she knew. Indeed, the clone was so similar to the original that it didn't matter. For Kelly. It couldn't matter until Kelly was made aware. But if the truth was kept hidden, no harm would be done on Kelly. Save the lie.
Indecision was ruling Nadia life. The clone couldn't choose between accepting to live a life, have friends, have love, that she didn't deserve.
On the other hand, it was the only life she knew, the only friends she had and the only love she ever felt.
Nadia friends in Paragon City became aware of the situation, eventually. They were heroes and heroines, used to hear, see odd things. None of them rejected her after learning her true nature.
Which was the second problem.

During her trip to Madison, Nadia was able to put a name on her problem. She called it the "syndrome of the clone".
Her deepest desire, being an artificial creation destined to mimic perfectly a true being, was to be recognized as a different individual. To be more than just a copy, to have her own identity, to be certain she was appreciated because she was unique.
Yet, when Nadia friends told her they didn't mind, they appreciated her, the clone understood it as "you are so close to the original we don't see a difference. And as we liked the original, we like you".
The offered friendship, tolerance to her nature, was a deny of her as an individual.
To Nadia, the clone, if the original was coming back to get back her right place, it wouldn't change a thing for her friends.
The inability of her friends to acknowledge her as an individual different from the original made slowly her universe collapse.
But who could blame them ? The clone was hoping to hear she was different from the original. Yet, she couldn't be different. The creation proved to be flawless. Every single second of the clone life was lived according to the original reactions and memories.
The syndrome of the clone : I want to be different but I can't.

So Nadia lied to Kelly, didn't tell her she was a clone.
What was different, still, was Kelly wasn't a true friend of the original. Kelly was a figure, known, seen, but not really a friend.
Going from simple and almost forgotten acquaintance to a surprisingly quick developing friendship. Kelly and her finally went immediately well together, found more topics to discuss now than they ever could have imagined years ago.
For the clone, it was like a revelation. Yes, Kelly came to her because she knew the original. But they weren't friends back then. And they were becoming friends fast, now.
So, they were both building a friendship, one the clone could claim as being hers.

Like with Andre, the original Sword of Truth love.
Andre and the original Nadia met months ago. The young man, newly arrived in Paragon City, pursued the original during weeks, more or less openly declaring his love. Tumultuous, sometimes thunderous, their relationship never went to the point of both of them being lovers.
The original had feelings for Andre. The clone was aware of that, having the exact same vivid memory of those days.
But it was the clone and Andre who turned it into a blossoming love.

Facing her true nature, the clone was devastated, there again believing she didn't deserve to have the love of Andre. But the man, patiently, slowly, convinced their story was theirs only.
That he might have love for the original but this love evolved into something greater that only the clone could be proud of.

Finally, maybe it was what all her friends were telling : "we appreciate you, even if you're a clone because what we are living us all is ours and only ours".
The main difference was only Andre made that kind of full statement.
Why Nadia didn't understand that earlier and left to Madison then ? Sometimes, it's easier when a complete stranger is telling you what your friends are telling.
And here, Kelly was that stranger. The clone couldn't suspect her to try to ease her discomfort of being a biological construct.
Nadia was overwhelmed by emotions, memories, mortally afraid of losing what she knew and at the same time unwilling to accept it even when freely and sincerely offered.

Leaving to Madison was a good idea. She foresaw she needed a break from Nadia life. Each day in Paragon City was forcing her to behave as the original. She needed a place to think.
Fortunately, she met Kelly and the process was speeded, like a super fast forward move. Or maybe Nadia had already reached the same conclusion. She just needed someone else to tell her.

Leaving Paragon City became an issue when Andre asked her to marry him.
Marriage…
Nadia couldn't be more jaded about marriage. She was happy enough to live with Andre, like any couple, without having that formality coming between them. She wanted something spontaneous, free, without obligation, without a legal frame to remind you signed for a married life.
She had seen many older couples, like her parents, staying together beyond reason just because of that paper.
Living with someone without constraint was the most beautiful gift to do, to her eyes. There, no reason to worry if someone stay with you because of a paper. Because with no legal constraint, you know love is sincere.
Andre became angry because of her refusal. He was aiming at stability, reassurance and marriage was a pillar for him, something to rely on.
She had trouble to understand why he went so angry. She told him she just needed a time away from Nadia fast moving life, that she wasn't going to vanish and will stay in contact. It was as if Andre was afraid she wouldn't come back, ever. He was so comprehensive even two days before her departure and suddenly made it an issue.
Maybe he had some hidden fear, wound, or someone scared him about the possibility Nadia wouldn't come back ?

It was inappropriate, not the moment, at all, to discuss marriage when she was heading away to think about her future. She left him in their apartment on Talos ialand, in Paragon City, angered, frustrated. She had hopes he would tell her goodbye with a smile and a kiss. It didn't happen.
Nadia knew it would be difficult to explain Andre why she was seeing a marriage almost as counter-productive in their relationship. Added to that her own difficulties to voice her thoughts when she was angered, the next weeks promised to be full of long discussions.

After a common friend funeral where Nadia and Andre were present, he gave her a letter. She was quite disturbed by his tone and comments. She was pained that none of the words written was "love" but she could understand. Andre, left alone, needed also time to think about what he wanted.
Attending the funeral was a difficult time. Nadia made the trip for the occasion, from Madison to the somewhat close Dakota state. Then came back.
She thought staying at Andre father's farm and trying to start talking with him. But at that time, she wasn't yet certain of her own thoughts. So instead of entering a confused discussion again, she went back to Madison again.

Christmas had passed. Kelly invited Nadia at her home. The now teacher at the Wisconsin university lived at Shorewood Hills, not far from the university itself. Just Campus Drive and University Avenue to go along.
Her place was nice and peaceful. And she had a kid.

Kelly married and divorced the same year. Not an uncommon thing in modern society. She kept her kid boy, a three years old redhead called Tom with a charming smile. The kind of smile who makes women hearts melt.
Nadia felt guilty of abandoning Andre on that night, of being away.
Indeed, so preoccupied with her thoughts, she even didn't notice the calendar coming to the end of the year. When she realized she was moving away from their home one week before christmas, it was too late.
At least, she knew she would be back for the New Year.

Nadia the clone couldn't be something different. She couldn't go against her nature, her being, her feelings and love.

The New Year. The time to start new things and change old.
It couldn't be a better moment for a renewed life for Nadia. Even if she was a clone.

Are we authorized to say we'll miss you during that time ?

Ok, I am saying it.

Still, have a nice break.

Coile and Stormrise came back from the Caribbean, where they both had some scuba time for the end of the year in a quite warmer place than Paragon City.
Yet, Coile left the place two days before the end without really explaining to fly back to the city of heroes.
Stormrise herself came also back prematurely, one day before the end, an incident happening during scuba (where Coile saved the life of someone !) having shortened the experience.

In Pocket D, Stormrise met Mesoc, armed with cigars and whisky, two things to share.
Both casually chatted, commenting the value of Cuban cigars and the opportunity to directly drink from the bottle instead of a glass (Mesoc being more cigars and bottle where Stormrise is more regular cigs and glasses).

Dustine , Love Angel, also present were discussing with Coile while, close, Lady Cobra looked to get some attention from her friends and acquaintances. It sounded part of Cobra discussion was orbiting men attentions.

After the mandatory lecture from Love Angel (Coile having been handed a vodka from Stormrise), came Nightsparrow, whose natural assets cannot end somewhere else than in the Guiness World Records book.

With the departure of Mesoc and maybe to change his mind (or being driven by a renewed sense of duty ?), Coile led Dustine, Nightsparrow and Stormrise to Brickstown. There, the four heroes patrolled and fought villainy, noticeably crushing a squad of clowns targeting an unsuspecting (unknown) hero, against all odds (but still gaining some bruises).

From answers to police calls for help to regular patrol and intuition, the team revealed and cleared a Circle of Thorns cave complex, repelled an Arachnos incursion and blasted a couple of Freakshow bands.

Afterward, Coile and Nightsparrow decided to isolate "to talk".

Dustine and Stormrise continued to fight for law and order (Dustine maybe... Stormrise fought mainly for fun and excitement).
They both prevented an attempt from the Freakshow to free one of their leader from the Zigg. The Freaks, there, having found their way into the prison basement, through the sewers.
Those last battles saw the success of the heroines with blazing display of thunderstrikes, icy winds and tornadoes as both heroines are able to conjure mighty air powers, Dustine probably because of her link and devotion to Mother Nature (or whatever she calls that) and Stormrise just because... she can (when it doesn't interfere with cigarette lighting).

Finally, Dustine left a weary and amused Stormrise to track the last gifts for christmas she obviously couldn't have find and offer in time.

Coile and Nightsparrow were still discussing at that time...

Judge Dredd was just originally the WHFRP system ported to that specific universe. And the rules weren't adapted.

Now, there is a d20 version.

Personally I enjoyed WHFRP *because* of the career system Going from Tax collector to end highwayman and so on. I always thought the career system was nice to provide inspiration and marks about your character social standing, life, events. But, of course, you could also use the system to build an optimal career path to might and destruction.

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I also remembered more RPGs I own since I've posted my list (list including one funny mistake)

After a tough evening where Coile, Love Angel and the Sword of Truth fought in Peregrine Island streets to stop rampage by the Carnival of Shadows goons, located and closed several Council bases trying to implant and finally stopped robbery attempt by Arachnos operatives, the three heroes took a break at the Silent Tempest base.
Here, Coile summarized his evolving feelings and his relationship with Kitia, childhood friend and teen age love.
All of this was aimed at explaining how uneasy he felt with Kitia last call for help. The feral and feline Kitia, merged with the spirit of her twin sister, is calling for her friends presence on tuesday, when she will try to finally end the merge.
Coile, however, looked unsure about his feelings, mostly due to the unexpected entrance of Kitia in the already complicated Coile-Sword love relationship at that time. The feline heroine, displaying heavy empathic bonds, blurred things with her confessed attraction for Nadia Forester, the Sword of Truth.
At that time, Nadia, unwilling to hurt Kitia but unable to share Kitia revealed passion (and aware of the possible disastrous feedback due to the empathic bonds), was quite depressing.
All those events finally looked to have build some kind of resentment into Coile mind, suspecting, true or false, that Kitia involvement quite ruined his own attempt to quietly build his own relationship to Nadia.

That said, Kitia calling for friends and being still an empath, Coile was obviously unsure he should attend, be with Kitia at a moment when such delicate separation and reworking of the empathic bonds might happen.

Then, locked by his will to help any teammate in need of help, Coile long recapitulation of events (mainly aimed at Love Angel probably) was quite, indeed, a call for advice.

Sword pointed that if he is afraid of hurting Kitia by being present but if he wants to help her nonetheless, finally... not being present would be helping her.
She also told Coile to get a break from his dutiful role of a team leader.

Things were left in this state when Sword proposed to lighten the moods by going to have a drink and dancing at the dimensionnal nightclub known as Pocket D.

Arrived here, the heroes met Ly Shokan, a curious cyborg resulting from a Crey-Council joint experiment and Sabrina, also known as Dragonfly.

Sabrina, dressed in black, displaying a huge mohawk, was quite antgonistic with everyone but focused more her bitterness on Ly Shokan who, obviously, didn't deserve it.
Sabrina, suspecting everyone of trying to mock her, dislike her, however also shown signs of uncertainty.
Sabrina entered a surprising alternation of bad mood and sincere surprise at others' reactions to her (due to the aforementionned bad mood).
Sadly, a side effect of Sabrina hostility toward him was the departure of Ly Shokan.

As a tired Sword was about to leave (as she came for a drink, a dance and got only the former), Sabrina took her for a private chat.
There, the Chinese girl confessed her extreme loneliness, enhanced by a break up with her love.
Sword underlined that Coile and Love Angel were indeed caring about her, just by enduring her bad mood without simply going away or ignoring her.
And then, she told Sabrina should think about what she wants, who she wants to befriend with and then starts to behave to achieve that.
The private chat was interrupted with Coile and Love Angel coming, as apparently, everyone was finally tired and about to go.

Sabrina showed better dispositions and quite apologized for her antagonistic manners.

Everyone then left to their respective homes.

I do read the recaps and I understand it can take a lot of time to write them.

I also must admit I am going lazy when I know you are probably going to post a great, long, detailed recap when mines are only short and often only a partial recollection of events.

So, thanks for them.

What I have at hand reach (in no particular order)

Star Trek, Chill, Nephilim, Nightbane, Palladium Fantasy, Mechwarrior, GURPS (Steampunk and Transhuman Space mostly), Mutants & Masterminds, Exalted, D&D, Heroquest, Runequest, Star Wars, Vampire, Ars Magica, Cyberpunk, Pendragon, Judge Dredd, Middle Earth RPG, Rolemaster, Amber, In Nomine, Fading Suns, Changeling, Mutant Chronicles, Conan, Guildes, Agone, Traveller, Mage, Talislanta, Warhammer FRP, Werewolf, Everquest, Demon, Wraith, Earthdawn, Infernum, Deus Ex, Spycraft, Universalis, Paranoia, Call of Cthulhu, Elric!, Stormbringer.
+ half a dozen of old games that I left in a relative basement.

Not mentionning editions and various variants from main lines (like Kindred of the East for example), nor the settings (Dragonlance, Birthright and so on)

My gaming group just finished playing Discworld (GURPS) and we are going to start a Star Wars (d20) campaign.

Swissy and, among the many pictures I like, I think 05 - Lem again is my favorite.

Ok ok, only one submission... it's hard this month.