Well, after several attempts with several other blogging services it seems that I’ve finally planted my electronic flagpole into the feature-rich and customizable ground of WordPress. So far, I’ve been impressed with everything but the speed of the dashboard (even on broadband), but who am I to complain about the speed of a service for which I have contributed nothing? You can’t beat free, even if free is a tad-bit draggy.

As you can see, I’ve already started posting some of my gaming material, and there will be more to come in the days ahead, as well as other sundry and sorted information. Please be patient whilst I find my “blog-legs”, so to speak and get a good head of steam. Look for more posts soon, including some new roleplaying stuff (rules, character descriptions, more Story Hour and so forth) as well as articles on being a good GM, brief snippets about what I’m doing and possibly some photos to boot.

It’s a brave new blog-world, it seems.

Character Sheet

Appearance
At six and half feet tall, Jekka Brokentusk is a colossal specimen of female might. Her orcish heritage is evident in her grayish skin tone, and the massive power contained in her bulging muscles. Although she could not be considered ugly, Jekka’s features are coarse and plain, and she does little to improve upon her “feminine charms”. With her red hair cropped close to her scalp, and clad in her chain mail and weapon harness, Jekka is often mistaken for a man, a mistake that has proven very painful to those who have referred to her as “sir”. Jekka favors the greatsword and her own, a massive blue steel blade she calls “Sparkspitter”, is perpetually slung across her back in its plain, worn leather scabbard. (more…)

Storm clouds burst…

The seven companions followed the battle-hardened brute towards Seafoam’s docks, wondering where Bacillus had decided to make his grand entrance. Without warning, the half-ogre stopped suddenly before the entrance of Arravis’ tower and jerked a thumb as thick as the pommel of Jekka’s sword, Sparkspitter, towards the door. Standing beside the door was an oily-looking human with pockmarked features, soot-colored hair and eyes and well-kept leather armor. Armed with twin long- and short-swords, as well as a strung bow propped at his side, he appeared hungry for a fight. (more…)

Storm clouds burst…

Vaskesh sucked in several lungfulls of the sharp, salt air; the lizardman ranger was very happy to be out of doors once again, he had been cooped up inside for far too long and could bear no more of Daubenspeak’s “lesson” when he had begun doting over Jekka’s new cohort, the horned goblin Ug, and that thrice-damned artifact, “the brainrock”. The lizardman snorted slightly, thinking how the party had been duped by the seemingly sentient item – it had even begun calling itself “Huntress” as of late! Vaskesh did not trust it one mote, and had told Jekka and Karma that it needed to be dropped over the side of a ship in the middle of the Eternal Ocean! (more…)

Storm clouds burst…

Oricx stepped through the glowing portal into the parlor of the recently deceased Mayor Morningstar. He instantly began blinking his large black eyes as they adjusted to the relative brightness of the mid-morning sun as it filtered in through the plate glass windows. Nearby, Karma opened a large, vertically-slitted eye to see what had disturbed her “cat nap”. Upon seeing that it was the water genasi, she yawned and stretched like the massive feline she was, her paws reflexively digging into the stone floor of the parlor. (more…)