A Land Far Away

I'm putting out feelers for any interest in forming a regular playing group.

Preamble: The Group:
There are no over-arching goals for the group. The main focus will be on exploring and hunting. I'm guessing some overlap with the Order of the Argent Owl, but without any links to higher authority. There will be some simple rules for people who want to play, the biggest one being: Do what Gruu tells you. I don't have a DM lined up.

The Players:
Best suited for non-lawful characters, rangers, druids and characters level 1-4. However, anyone is welcome to join as long as you can handle having Gruu as pack leader. Ostracision is a possibility if you don't pull your weight, break one of the rules, or screw up by fireballing the group or something. At this point, I'm not putting a limit on the number of members.

When:
Starting from next week at the earliest. Best times for me are:
NZT: Thursday 7:30pm and/or Sunday 10am (Same as Tonga time on the World Clock)
I think that translates to American west coast as:
PST: Wednesday 10:30pm and/or Saturday 1pm


Respond or PM me with interest or questions.

Is Gruu leaving us (Oceania)?

No, Nick is just a greedy bastard.

Nah, I'll still be there. I'm looking to start a new group for a few reasons: Looking to give the people who keep asking to join our group a group they can join. Looking to take Gruu in the direction I had planned for her. And looking for some people to play with on the times I normally play anyway. You're not excluded from the group yourself.

He just wants his own little pack of servants following him.

Rotku wrote:He just wants his own little pack of servants following him.

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Veilan wrote:No, Nick is just a greedy bastard.

Just to clear things up the Order of the argent owl has no links to any "superior" authority.

The Owls are still around?

Rotku wrote:The Owls are still around?

I am pretty sure it died when I retired Thoron. However, Keryn has been around the boards lately =)

Despite his best efforts to avoid it, Sywyn has been seen skulking around in the shadows, now and then. Until he's gone the way of the dodo the Owls are still hooting their (his) brains out.