It's been about two weeks since I finished up the Creation Story. You may have noticed I haven't posted since then. Here's what's been happening:
-The PCs in our PBEM campaign are nearing the Orc Camp in Yreach forest. We've had excellent participation by the core group, so far. I'm very happy with the results.
-I'm continuing to seek out and acquire miniatures, hand-mapping tools, and other items that will assist in a future table-top game.
-The internets just gave me GIMP!!! So far, I've filled a BG with a repeating tile. It looks daunting, but I'll persevere.
Here's an excerpt from the current campaign. Bic Lighter, the party's intrepid ranger, is scouting ahead before the party camps for the evening.
Bic makes his way NE on the stream bed. Soon the stream becomes jammed with detritus. Everything from busted arrows to feces float around in stagnant pools where the stream has been diverted to the side by the sheer mass of junk. The area smells terrible. Bic suspects it may be a hot stop for predators looking for a midnight snack. Wisely, he moves on.
-Aaron
-The PCs in our PBEM campaign are nearing the Orc Camp in Yreach forest. We've had excellent participation by the core group, so far. I'm very happy with the results.
-I'm continuing to seek out and acquire miniatures, hand-mapping tools, and other items that will assist in a future table-top game.
-The internets just gave me GIMP!!! So far, I've filled a BG with a repeating tile. It looks daunting, but I'll persevere.
Here's an excerpt from the current campaign. Bic Lighter, the party's intrepid ranger, is scouting ahead before the party camps for the evening.
Bic makes his way NE on the stream bed. Soon the stream becomes jammed with detritus. Everything from busted arrows to feces float around in stagnant pools where the stream has been diverted to the side by the sheer mass of junk. The area smells terrible. Bic suspects it may be a hot stop for predators looking for a midnight snack. Wisely, he moves on.
Unable to move further upstream at this point, Bic finds a small, fresh trail that leads up an embankment on the north side of the stream. The climb becomes difficult at points, especially since the moon is just beginning to rise.
At the summit of the steep embankment, the trees give way to a remarkable vista.
First, bic notices the proximity of the Quankim mountains. The moon back-lights the highest peaks and Bic realizes the party has come far to the North of Liam's hut. In the highest foothills, nestled in a perfect little corner, the lights of the Orc Camp glow. From this distance, in the low light, Bic can't make out much but that the place definitely exists and it's a quarter to a half mile away. The moonlight reflects in the stream where it pours out of the SW corner of the huge wooden walls surrounding the camp.
Far to the SE, in the southernmost finger of the Quankims, another glowing light twinkles.
The wind is stronger here. It blows quite cold down out of the mountains. Bic can smell pine and fir and the sharp smoke of pitch burning. The loud arhythmic boom from earlier echoes strongly through the mountains.
Bic returns to the camp unharmed and the night unfolds without any events of note.
The sun brings warmth and the songs of birds living in and around the streambed.
C. Aaron Aldridge 2013
-Aaron
