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Member Since: 06/17/2004
Player Experience Points: 25150
I don't move my lips when I read.
And now, some words from our sponsors:
"There is nothing new in the world except the history you do not know." (Harry Truman)
"I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids--and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me." (from Ralph Ellison's novel, Invisible Man)
"I'm taking a walk on the yellow brick road; I only walk where the bricks are made of gold; my mind and body are the only things I've sold; I need a little money 'cause I'm gettin' old." (Minor Threat)
"There's more than water in my kiddie pool." (Unknown)
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Does anyone remember 1st edition boxed D&D, Traveller, Thieves Guild, Runequest, Call of Cthulhu? I'm afraid I do. [Geek alert sounds in background]
Character development is very important to me. I don't bother reading suggestions on how to build the best class or which spells, feats, clerical domains are the weakest. I develop a character based on a concept. I like a game filled with exploring, solving puzzles, riddles, etc. balanced with an appropriate amount of hack & slash. I don't live and breathe NWN but I find it a fun way to alleviate stress.
Please don't judge me solely on my statistics! If you have a question or concern based on others' comments or ratings, please message me. Simple!
NWC Portrait Credit: "Desperate Knock" by Grimtwist.
Excerpt from the poem Strange Meeting by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)
It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined. Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned, Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred. Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared With piteous recognition in fixed eyes, Lifting distressful hands, as if to bless. And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,- By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.
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