The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC
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				Title: <strong>The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 03:56:13</strong>
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				This is the OOC.<br><br>I will put up an introductory post to get things started by Tuesday.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 07:11:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Lady Amanda Caithwaine</span><br><br>Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1425685) <br><br>An honor-bound elven paladin struggling to maintain perpetual optimism in the face of a grim but epic prophecy.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Solstice holidays were always difficult.&nbsp; "This is Amanda," my parents would crow, beaming, prideful.&nbsp; "She's going to be a legendary martyr!"&nbsp; I was expected to smile, show humility, avoid dancing overmuch (what was the point in courting, after all?) and make cheerful small talk about my impending demise.&nbsp; "Yes, it's a great honor," I would say, or "No, the prophecy doesn't mention any torture but all the really heroic sagas have some."&nbsp; I'd listen to the cousins talk about planting orchards and sneak off for a little cry in the pantry.&nbsp; Aunt Cece always made the best walnut and peach pie, though, so it wasn't all bad."</em><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/b2/a7/1bb2a7e9077ca39fae028cc8a5bafd90.jpg)&nbsp; </div>For 300 years it was apples and priests.&nbsp; True, the oracle announced a few exceptional fates: craftsmen, merchants, a second cousin who wrote silent plays, but the Vale, just a short distance inland from Saltmarsh, was at peace and the folk within were hard working, devout, and peaceful, renowned for their orchards and little else.&nbsp; So, despite her nominal nobility, when baby Amanda was placed on the blind man's lap her parents hoped a new cider recipe lay in store, or perhaps she'd be the one to finally drain the marsh in the back quarter.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead the oracle pronounced the babe would become a great hero, a legend of her own age and many after, touched by the gods to free their people through selfless martyrdom of her young life.&nbsp; <br><br>The destiny wasn't assured, of course; such prophecies only revealed potential, and required devotion and hard work to achieve.&nbsp; Still, it was a rather impressive fate and Amanda's parents were reminded of their titles and importance.&nbsp; Only a few months old, Amanda was the center of family pride and expectations.&nbsp; If she was, in fact, an exceptional child it was merely to be expected of a role model.&nbsp; She was admired, envied, celebrated and placed atop a pillar she had no part in making and wasn't entirely sure about.&nbsp; While everyone else only thought of her coming glory, she struggled with a peculiar, ungrateful hesitance to die.&nbsp; <br><br>Even after decades of weapons tutors, honing her body and spirit through exercise and philosophy, arrayed in the polished arms her grandparents once used, Amanda still struggles to accept her fate; but the call for heroes has come, and Amanda is determined to meet a stoic and honorable end. <br><br><strong>Character:</strong>&nbsp; Only 116 years old, Amanda has the svelte, wiry strength unique to the elves, fiery red hair brighter than any human's and deep, crystalline green eyes marked with a sense of sorrow.&nbsp; She smells of apples, even when none are around, and armor oil, which she always has around.&nbsp; Soft spoken, focused, self-conscious, dedicated if not confident, she exudes an almost divine sense of gravitas.&nbsp; One of 13 children, she has a massive family that includes nearly everyone within the small community of the Vale; a modest, puritan settlement both civilized and pastoral, respectful of nature as they shape the forest into wild orchards and living manorhouses.&nbsp; Amanda is defined by the sense of a dutiful daughter bounded by the expectations of others and struggling to live up to them, despite her misgivings and the sacrifice of her own hopes and dreams.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Sexuality:</strong>&nbsp; The experiences available to a doomed noblewoman in a religious community are limited.&nbsp; The inherent expiration dissuades any serious interest and encourages the wrong sort, so Amanda abstained in frustration.&nbsp; She is bisexual, although the implications of a few pleasant kisses with her cousin Isabelle are still a bit vague.&nbsp; For now, her love life includes the round handle of her third-best dagger and a somewhat petulant sense that a bit of casual sex shouldn't be bad when it's the only option available.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 14:15:53</strong>
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				I'd like to welcome everyone. Small group, which I find easier to manage for cohesiveness.<br><br>There will be NPCs in Saltmarsh that can aid you with healing, etc. if needed. It's a small town, but there are a few folks that can contribute and help you.<br><br>The Priestess of Lydia is one, since she's on the council that has charged Will Stoutly with recruiting assistance for the investigation, she will make her staff, Underpriestess Corine Marlik, available to assist you if you need healing.<br><br>Will Stoutly is another. As the Corporal and head of the Militia, he can get you reduced rate lodging and will be leading things. <br><br>I will get an opening post up tomorrow, if not tonight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 16:57:08</strong>
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				This is a really interesting dynamic... I think their personalities and specialties will complement each other perfectly.&nbsp; Thanks for the opportunity... I'm very excited to join
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 17:01:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/RowanPF.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Rowan Riks</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Rowan.pdf)<br>Unchained Rogue 2, Human, Chaotic Good<br><br><strong>Concept:</strong> <br><br>Rowan is a classical rogue, focusing her penchant for curiosities and treasure-seeking to a purpose that serves the greater good... With the hopes of enjoying herself in the meantime.<br><br><strong>History: </strong><br><br>A slight, bright, and friendly girl, Rowan was towered-over by her family of farmers, smithies, and bricklayers... The proverbial runt of the litter, she nonetheless sought to make herself useful despite her propensity for wandering daydreams, inattentive labors, and sloppy chores.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mother's doting over the petite and sickly-seeming "babe" earned Rowan the jealousy of her older sisters, eventually, so Rowan grew to value her private time over games of sport or socializing, making excuses to escape to books she'd squirreled away rather than lift a milk pail or pull potatoes, much less attend a garden dance or watch the seasonal competitions or festivals.<br><br>When written adventures wore thin, and she could find no devices with which to tinker around the homestead, Rowan looked longingly toward the horizon, wondering about other mountains and valleys and cities that would dwarf her river village.&nbsp; Despite her diminutive stature, she was fast and clever, and she managed to sow, reap, and escape a fair share of trouble through her own merit.&nbsp; She earned a sort of notoriety in her childhood, leading her own little 'bandit gang' of rapscallions from neighboring farms to search out lost cattle in the hills, to stake out rogue foxes that threatened henhouses, to sneak off for overnight forays to 'uncharted' islands to claim as fortresses and hideouts.&nbsp; They explored caves and wells when they were supposed to gather herbs.&nbsp; They met up in town and snuck into tavern rooms to spy on travelers.&nbsp; They traded bits of ephemera from the outside world-- from knives to scraps of blue books to buttons to old locks-- with a stern reverence, holding the lore among their secret circle of would-be adolescent renegades.<br><br>As their childhood gave way to teenage years, the other children were carried off from their fantasy world to other pursuits... apprenticeships, betrothals, more intensive chores and labors.... but Rowan was left behind.&nbsp; Picking at the old rusty locks of abandoned chests, practicing with her pig-iron daggers on the straw-dummies until the sack-cloths could no longer hold.&nbsp; Her parents no longer sent the youngest to fetch her with nagging, hollow threats of a switching or denied dinners, for she was almost a woman now and her hard-headedness was set... she earned her keep in her own way, but an honest day's "work" in the fields was almost never to be counted for her.&nbsp; She might bring in a cask of butter or a few coppers for chasing down a debt or finding a runaway daughter, and the only suitors at her father's door for her were either disturbingly lecherous or otherwise questionably motivated. <br><br>"Let Rowan be," her mother finally told her father, on the girl's fifteenth birthday when the hearth matters came up-- again.&nbsp; Of perhaps forcing her to wear a dress or grow out her hair, or learning to cook anything besides a spit-roasted rabbit.&nbsp; "Rowan's not a plowhand, nor a babe-bearer nor an anvil-pounding brute.&nbsp; But she knows what's right for 'erself, so let her be."<br><br>And that was that. And Rowan Looked to the horizon, to the sunsets and the roads, knowing that her destiny was there somewhere... and she waited for the opportunity...<br><br>Then, that fall, bandits arrived.&nbsp; A small clutch of them, surely, but enough.&nbsp; They were moving fast, riding stolen horses they'd ridden to near-death, and they came into the river-town with their weapons unbared and their hoods drawn up high.&nbsp; No one seemed to notice at first, and they seemed content to resupply and move on, but the inkeeper was a shrewd one and knew their coin was from the East-- where word of a robbery had reached a day earlier, and where their description had followed.&nbsp; Alerting the local defense-- little more than a few ex-soldiers and farmhands-- was enough to set the bandits to a panic, so they sacked the inn and took over the town hall, fearing actual resistance.&nbsp; Eager to prove herself capable of Independence, Rowan snuck among the rallied militia to face them.&nbsp; She was promptly captured, along with four other local men, when the prepared, hardened criminals repelled the assault. <br><br>When her identity was revealed, she was not only blamed for being a distraction in the attack, but she was subject to immediate... attention by the bandits.&nbsp; After a few hours of drinking and looting, one might say that "luck" would have it that they feel to fighting each other over her, and left her locked in the cellar of the town hall, which she managed to escape easily during the evening-- long before soldiers could be mustered to attack the hall, and while the squabbling, drunk, and exhausted bandits were still planning their escape.&nbsp; With the other prisoners, she mounted a counter attack and killed the bandits during the night... in doing so, she may have made herself a hero of sorts, but none could forget that three village men had died in the initial attack, and no matter her role in their failure, the question would always remain if she was to blame somehow.<br><br>She left her home some months later, without explanation, but unable to meet the eyes of the township who saw her with equal parts shame for her sacrifice and blame for their lost loved ones. In those eyes there was either hatred or pity... what was a girl doing there, anyway?&nbsp; Had she brought the pain of her ordeal upon herself?&nbsp; Why could she not save the three dead?&nbsp; What had she done to earn their trust before murdering those bandits?&nbsp; No one dared speak such horrid thoughts-- perhaps they were only questions in her own mind, born of the pain and shame of what she'd endured-- but she would not bear it in such a small town, where every face was familiar and every dead son or father was in every face.&nbsp; So she left... seeking out some of the great cities of her land, finding experienced mentors to teach her how to apply her ambitions to more actual results.&nbsp; <br><br>Though young yet and minute of stature, her determination is unquestionable.&nbsp; She fell in with her present company with the same dedication and resourceful hope that has carried her so far, intending to ply her stealth, her knack for locks and traps, and her skill with the blade to achieve some good in a world where, in most senses, she does not fit.&nbsp; No epic hero, she knows, she hopes only to support her companions through thick and thin, meeting the challenges that arise in Greyhawk's depths where the darkest depths have yet to be plumbed.<br><br><strong>Description:</strong><br><br>Well under five feet in height and under a hundred pounds in weight, Rowan is petite and compact, dressed in boyish clothes for mobility-- accidentally emphasizing her lean muscle, her tapered waist, and the gentle swell of her hips.&nbsp; Not especially well-endowed, she's still unmistakeably female unless she actively tries to hide her form under layers of bulky clothes.&nbsp; Her blonde hair is bobbed short, and she keeps it out of her face by tied leather bands and occasional, haphazard braids.&nbsp; Her snarky humor and lack of tact makes her a poor negotiator or charmer, but she can manipulate with a clever bluff when she puts her mind to it.&nbsp; Perhaps a result of her recent issues, she seems to shy away from any sort of leadership role except to try to lead by example or to offer solutions, keeping her mouth shut and her eyes forward more than raising a banner.<br><br><strong>Sexuality:</strong><br><br>Rowan is attracted to both men and women, but hasn't fully explored her sexuality.&nbsp; Her self-exploration has been fairly tame, but healthy. She's known no real, intimate relationships, with only a few brief encounters of heavy-petting of a superficial nature to gauge her interests in a lover.&nbsp; Recent events have turned her solidly against specific acts and situations, but her curiosity and resilience-- though daunted-- won't be silenced.&nbsp; She will carefully reclaim what was taken from her, when it's right, with someone who determines she's right as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>18-12-2017, 17:51:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=279931.msg13762219#msg13762219">Quote from: Ixy on 18-12-2017, 16:57:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">This is a really interesting dynamic... I think their personalities and specialties will complement each other perfectly.&nbsp; Thanks for the opportunity... I'm very excited to join<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>It is, and I thought those 3 pcs would form a good group, and work well together, and mesh with the npcs that will be involved from time to time.<br><br>I'm not a fan of big groups, I'd rather have 2-3 dedicated pcs and a cast of npcs that can come in and out of things to support/aid if needed. <br><br>I think this is a great combination and should turn out really good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 02:05:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Florica (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1423396)</strong></span><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/5YwaR0Q.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>"Were I the <strong>gypsy witch</strong> that you say, mayhap you must needs mind your tongue lest I boil it into a stew."</em></span><br><br><strong>A silver-tongued sorceress with dragon's blood and selfsame temperament.</strong></div><br><strong>Background:</strong> Born with the gift of magic, as was her mother before her, Florica was destined from birth for greatness among her people. Dragonblood ran through her veins, as it had for generation upon generation of her family's matriarchs. Marked by her red hair, a rarity among the Rhennee, she was taken under her mother's wing as a child and taught both how to harness her draconic magic, as well as how to be a leader among their people. Part of these lessons involved learning to interact with outsiders when the situation called for it. She learned never to take them for their word, to always be cautious around them, and over time developed quite the talent for lying to and even threatening outsiders in order to keep her and her own safe. For when even her silver tongue failed, she learned to use bend flame to her will.<br><br>Over time she grew overly confident of her ability to handle outsiders, and began to push her luck when dealing with them. Eventually this would lead to tragedy, as a series of unfortunate incidents provokes the locals of a region her people were passing through into blind anger. Truthfully, much of the misfortune had little to do with them, but the locals held them in suspicious contempt from the start, and Florica's thinly-veiled contempt for them did little to assuage their suspicion. Their boat-homes were attacked in the dead of night by an angry mob, with blood spilled in great tolls on both sides. Though a mage she was, Florica was hardly a master, and as hard as she fought, soon found the tide of battle turning against her. When all hope seemed lost, a deafening roar broke through the din of battle. A great red dragon tore through the ranks of their attackers, burning men alive in droves. The locals fought back against the beast, but before long were forced to flee in terror. Only once the last had retreated, did her mother retake her human form, weary and weakened from using such powerful magic.<br><br>In the aftermath of the incident, her people were left bloodied and dwindling, with many dead. Talks were made of dispersing, or perhaps seeking to join with others of their own kind. One common topic of discourse, however, was that the current line of matriarchs had driven them to the brink of ruin. Her and her mother were no longer welcome. To compound matters, her mother soon fell ill, never fully recovering from the exertion of just how deeply she had tapped into the power of their draconic blood. Cast off from their people, they traveled with only each other, until eventually her mother succumbed to her illness and left her alone. Embittered, Florica nevertheless held great power in her blood, and knew full well she could make her way in the world by plying those talents for coin. So began her career as a mage-for-hire, adventurer, and occasional swindler.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Florica is not one to mince words without purpose, though that purpose may not always be plain to others. She is suspicious of strangers, and rarely forthcoming with the truth. As such, she can be viewed as a woman of secrets, a mystery to most any party she finds herself in. Her first instinct in most situations is to bluff or intimidate her way through any obstacle, though she can be quick to anger when she feels she has been slighted or looked down upon. While she is not without a heart, nor incapable of selflessness, she has come to view the world rather cynically, and as such often seeks to look after herself first and foremost. Any who manage to find their way through her cold exterior may be surprised by what they find, though none have yet managed.<br><br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Florica greatly prefers women, though she is not entirely averse to the idea of being with a man. Her experience so far has been purely with women, though none of it serious. Her distant nature has kept her from forging any lasting relationships, and she has left no shortage of broken hearts in her wake. In general she is quick to bed someone she finds attractive, but just as quick to leave them behind the first chance she gets. One could view her as somewhat liberated in regards to interests, as easily able to enjoy a vanilla tumble in the hay as some playful use of restraints. In truth, she has little preference for who wears the restraints, but in practice her trust issues make her quite unwilling to place herself in such a vulnerable situation with others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 02:06:12</strong>
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				I hope that's alright. If there's any issues with anything, let me know! I still need to finish touching up her actual sheet, with her inventory being rather bare at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 02:45:22</strong>
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				No rush, I suspect the first posts will be introducing everyone, etc. <br><br>If anyone is from Saltmarsh, or has been there for a time prior to starting, let me know so that you will be more familiar with the local scene and individuals.
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				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 19:12:50</strong>
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				Opening post is up<br><br>https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280006.0<br><br>Short and sweet to get the melding of the group together.
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				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 21:09:31</strong>
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				That last post was awesome, Ixy.&nbsp; I love Rowan already.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 21:14:42</strong>
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				I'm glad to hear that.&nbsp; I fear the time line between cute and annoying...
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				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 21:17:19</strong>
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				That post was great. I got a huge and much needed chuckle from it.<br><br>I didn’t notice Corporal Honeypot until I reread it. Well played!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>22-12-2017, 17:11:41</strong>
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				I'll work on a post for Florica later today. Would do it now, but I think I need a nap first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-12-2017, 00:34:59</strong>
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				Hope to see it... Would love to get an idea what Florica is like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>23-12-2017, 02:40:46</strong>
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				I have this image in my head of Rowan prying into Florica's past over some wine and Florica winds up making a game of distracting her with flirtation and seeing how much she can make Rowan blush.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-12-2017, 04:11:26</strong>
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				That is definitely plausible ;)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>23-12-2017, 19:51:37</strong>
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				I approve this plan. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>24-12-2017, 16:42:38</strong>
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				Hope everyone is enjoying it so far. I'm really digging the mix of pcs, and I think we're off to a good start. I was hesitant to try another group game on E but I think I've found the right scenario and the right group. <br><br>Also, everyone have a Happy Yule and enjoy the holidays.
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				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>24-12-2017, 20:29:01</strong>
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				I think it's great so far, and definitely a good group!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>25-12-2017, 02:13:46</strong>
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				Loving the game, though I probably won't get a post up tonight.<br><br>I'm a wee bit drunk from sake, so... probably wouldn't be posting at my best.<br><br>Merry whatever holidays to all, though!
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				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>25-12-2017, 04:04:29</strong>
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				Mmmm sake.&nbsp; &nbsp;I'm getting toasty off some homemade cider while it snows outside.&nbsp; Wheeeee!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>25-12-2017, 05:04:07</strong>
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				Merry holidays all
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>28-12-2017, 03:57:47</strong>
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				I'll get to work on a post shorty, sorry for the delay. Holidays, and all that.
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				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>28-12-2017, 10:48:10</strong>
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				I know I didn't roll a perception check or anything, so if you'd like me to edit out Florica noticing Will checking out Rowan just let me know. My post was feeling a little bare at that point, and it gave me a hook to add more.
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				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>28-12-2017, 15:12:35</strong>
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				No need. It's a small room, the four of you are in pretty limited space, I think it would be easy enough to see.<br><br>I will update later today likely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>29-12-2017, 16:05:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm quite sorry for slowness in my end.&nbsp; I planned a little family travel, which would impede things just a little normally, but then I forgot my Chromebook.&nbsp; So!&nbsp; Due to my own stupid error, I'm writing from a phone, which takes a little longer than normal and requires a bit more concentration.&nbsp; I hope to hole up in a nice bar somewhere tonight and write catch up posts all around.&nbsp; I have, in fact, been fiending for it.&nbsp; Copying and pasting this to ooc threads... Thanks for your patience!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>29-12-2017, 20:07:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm slow too until next week.&nbsp; No worries, Ixy!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>29-12-2017, 20:23:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Take your time. It's a holiday week, I've got company in and out, and am traveling tomorrow, so there is certainly no rush.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>31-12-2017, 08:26:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that you can post from a phone at all is nothing short of amazing to me. I couldn't write a decently coherent post on one of those things if my life depended on it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>01-01-2018, 05:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'll post a reply tomorrow or Tuesday.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>02-01-2018, 11:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I almost feel like I should apologize for the overly flowery way Florica talks. Truth is, I just love writing like that, lol.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>02-01-2018, 11:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I like it, no need to apologize!&nbsp; Gives her some character and voice.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-01-2018, 19:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Are we going to fast forward to any particular point, like after dinner or the next morning?<br>Because I was kind of hoping to have a moment that night if we are... Could be a side thread? All up to you guys of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>04-01-2018, 20:22:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=279931.msg13807255#msg13807255">Quote from: Ixy on 04-01-2018, 19:58:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Are we going to fast forward to any particular point, like after dinner or the next morning?<br>Because I was kind of hoping to have a moment that night if we are... Could be a side thread? All up to you guys of course.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Up to you guys. I will move along however you wish. Just let me know how you prefer to move forward. If you have dinner in the common room, I was going to have Will arrive for dinner, but if you'd rather do things another way, I am flexible. No worries.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>04-01-2018, 21:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Right! Of course, I remember him even saying that.&nbsp; Derp. Sorry.&nbsp; So to dinner is my suggestion?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>05-01-2018, 07:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fast forward to dinner sounds good.&nbsp; Amanda would like to ask around town a bit about things, what people know, why they never go there, etc, but I don't think that needs to be played through.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-01-2018, 21:08:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That's doable. I'll try to get a post up tonight, if not tonight then Sunday. I'm running an all day marathon PF game tomorrow that will run into Sunday Morning, and the party I'm running is 25th level with 2 mythic tiers. Someone stole the Wand of Orcus from the magical vaults of Rao's temple in Verbobonc, and our hearty gang of adventures must begin the arduous task of tracking the planar thief and apprehending them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>06-01-2018, 04:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				*Tries to imagine the long lost pleasure of characters over level 3*
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>08-01-2018, 20:30:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Much fun was had by all, and surprisingly the longest combat at that level only took 1.5 hours. Pretty manageable.<br><br>Going to update shortly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>10-01-2018, 20:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm going to wait until Florica has a say before replying for Corporal Honeypot, but his eyes are on you!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>11-01-2018, 08:00:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah, sorry! I'll work on a post prolly tomorrow!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>12-01-2018, 09:40:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wanted to get my post up tonight, but it might not happen. It'll be my top priority tomorrow if it doesn't, though.<br><br>Edit: Just an update that I have been and am currently working on my post. Sorry it's been taking so long, I meant to have it up earlier. A combination of not wanting to half-ass it, and also dealing with being in a tiny bedroom that seems to have no middle between 'freezing cold' if I turn my heater off and 'sauna' if I turn it on.<br><br>(Also I'm a moron and actually edited the wrong post previously, lol. I am deeply sorry for all of you having to put up with me.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>13-01-2018, 16:20:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaaaand done. I sincerely apologize if there's any glaring errors or mistakes. I did my best to proofread, but I had multiple revisions and edits while working on this, and it's possible I failed to account for some of the changes in previously written text. I'm running on caffeine and willpower at this point.<br><br>I also need to fill out her inventory in her sheet to account for her belongings such as the pipe and tobacco mentioned in my post...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>13-01-2018, 17:19:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I think it was awesome... :)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>14-01-2018, 18:20:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As did I!<br><br>I will update this afternoon once I get the housekeeping chores done.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>14-01-2018, 21:29:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Glad everyone liked it!<br><br>Fixed one minor typo that I noticed while quickly glancing over it again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>29-01-2018, 13:05:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'll try to get a post out today, sorry for the delay. The other day was my birthday (ugh, I'm getting old Q_Q), so people have been dragging me places to celebrate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>30-01-2018, 08:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My first roll of the game, and it's a nat 20. And it's for Florica being an absolute drunken dipshit.<br><br>Yep.<br><br>Also I know Florica didn't answer the question about where everyone came from, but I figured I should give Rowan a chance to respond to Florica's teasing/flirting, before she replies to the others. Assuming they don't just move on to a new topic of discussion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>30-01-2018, 09:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm enjoying our drunken dipshittery!&nbsp; A good use a nice roll.&nbsp; <br><br>I am becoming increasingly curious whose bed Rowan will end up in first.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>30-01-2018, 15:46:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Awesome stuff. I will post a reply later today. I believe our good Corporal is likely to follow Rowan outside. Could change by the time I post though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2018, 15:49:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh my God I'm such a moron. They were already in the inn.&nbsp; Fixing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-02-2018, 17:57:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I think I already knew what you meant, anyway I've posted, and hopefully Master Stoutly has read the signs correctly. Amanda and Florica have realized that their compadre isn't coming back soon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>05-02-2018, 20:51:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yeah I didn't want to derail everything so, if we need a side thread that's fine, just letting reactions happen I guess.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-02-2018, 20:56:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yeah, I will open a side thread for them this evening. The Corporal shares Rowan's enthusiasm, so there you go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>09-02-2018, 03:02:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'll see about getting a post in tomorrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>09-02-2018, 06:24:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Awesome; I'm ready to fast forward to morning/next event whenever others are.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>09-02-2018, 18:38:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yep once Florence posts, we shall move to the next day, and begin the exploration of the haunted house.<br><br>I will assume Rowan is not using her room at the inn tonight?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>09-02-2018, 18:43:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I kind of figured she'd sneak out well after dark, if that's ok, and make her way to the inn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>09-02-2018, 18:57:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sure that’s fine. Our Corporal has some endurance so I imagine it will be late but she can get into the Inn after hours with no problem.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>10-02-2018, 05:21:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Might not get it up tonight as I intended. If I can't, I'll work on it tomorrow.<br><br>Brightside: my matcha tea set should be coming in tomorrow, so I'll have something to help me focus, lol.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>10-02-2018, 06:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mmmm tea sounds good!&nbsp; *decides to go have some*
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>15-02-2018, 11:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A bit of fair warning, I had some weirdness with my computer earlier.<br><br>Froze, crashed, rebooted, installed an update, crashed and rebooted again.<br><br>It's been fine since, and that was hours ago, but I figured I'd post a warning just in case it becomes a problem.<br><br>I have a phone and I could try getting on Elliquiy on there if I needed (thought I desperately need to replace my phone too), but I can't type worth shit on there. So if anything does happen to my computer my posts may be either significantly slowed or shortened until the situation can be resolved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>22-02-2018, 06:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since my computer HASN'T exploded yet, I'll try to get a post up soon. :&gt;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>23-02-2018, 04:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh god, I never did sort out Florica's inventory, did I?<br><br>I should really do that before we get into anything...<br><br>Edit: Oh, and I hope that use of Mage Hand is okay, I realized after the fact that it might be encroaching on Open-Close territory, and I don't have that cantrip. If it doesn't work, I can just say she slammed it closed by hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>24-02-2018, 02:44:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Omg, I'm cackling like mad at Rowan's reaction.<br><br>Oh god, that was just perfect.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>02-03-2018, 20:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Am I the only person who even looks at this OOC thread anymore :P)<br><br>Anyway, just wanted to give a heads up, I'm East Coast US, so... yeah, nor'easter, woo!<br><br>I was planning on getting a post up for Florica, but I'm not sure it'll happen with this weather.<br><br>Edit: SHIT, and I totally forgot to sort out her inventory, AGAIN, oh my god. Lol. Okay, fuck, I need to put a put a reminder about that somewhere, cause I keep forgetting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>02-03-2018, 20:49:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lol you!&nbsp; Yup, I read it, apparently I'm just shit at chatting.&nbsp; But no stress.&nbsp; I'll get a post up for Amanda soon, too.&nbsp; <br><br>Am now very curious to hear about our preistess.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>02-03-2018, 21:32:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I always read it, I enjoy the comments. <br><br>I'm east coast as well, farther south. Wind is kicking our ass today. We've had interstates blocked by falling trees, several people killed by falling trees on homes, one house burned down after a fallen power line started a fire, and so far 50k in the metro region are without power. We've had gusts to 60mph here. It's nuts. No snow or rain though, we're just at the tail end of the storm as the winds are whipping around the low pressure center.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>02-03-2018, 22:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So far we've had plenty of wind and rain, no snow yet.<br><br>Just thankful I don't live by the beach or anything.<br><br>Power outages are a worry, but not flooding.<br><br>... and lights flickered. Good sign.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>03-03-2018, 05:30:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				We got a little rain... my barbecue grill got toppled over.&nbsp; I'm quite lucky... many of my coworkers were without power today, lost siding, shingles, etc.&nbsp; A 25-foot travel-trailer got flipped, a trampoline ended up on a roof... good times :) 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>03-03-2018, 19:16:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Good to hear you're fine!&nbsp; <br><br>And yay living in the northwest *sips chai and enjoys lazy rain*
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>06-03-2018, 16:29:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just an update that I'm not dead and my power is still on!<br><br>I'll work up a post today if I can. Even though my power didn't go out, I put things off out of fear that it would and now I've got a backlog xD
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>08-03-2018, 02:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Post delayed thanks to ANOTHER FUCKING STORM.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>21-03-2018, 00:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More life getting in the way, sorry.<br><br>After all the storms, there was St Patty's Day, and then, literally the day after St Patty's Day, there was a death in the family.<br><br>I'll try to get my post up soon ._.<br><br>Edit: ... and another storm is coming ._.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>23-03-2018, 13:07:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				To recap, storms, St Patty's Day, death in the family, more storms, and then my internet decided to just check out for no apparent reason.<br><br>It seems to be back on now, and if it stays that way, I'll see if I can get a post up later tonight or tomorrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eBadger</strong> on <strong>24-03-2018, 07:35:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yikes, I'm so sorry you're going through all of that!&nbsp; Post when you can, appreciate the updates tho!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>24-03-2018, 16:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Okay! Things should actually be back for good now. Sorry, it went back out a little while after I posted that update.<br><br>But someone came by and fixed it up. Apparently the latest storm messed up the doodads outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>26-03-2018, 22:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the absence of any further incidents, I'll do my best to have a post up... either today, or if not, then absolutely tomorrow.<br><br>Edit: Aight. Getting to work. I'll have this damn post up or die trying!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>01-04-2018, 16:16:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spring Break this week, I'm off of work, and the minions are out of school, so I won't be around much, we'll be taking some trips across the state to do stuff. I'll post when I can.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>07-05-2018, 20:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sorry for not posting. I feel as though I keep making excuses, but I think I've got a pretty damn good one.<br><br>I'd meant to post some time in the past week or so, but my gf's mother passed and I've been focusing a lot of my attention on her.<br><br>In a few days she should have some family around to help her. I may get a post up before that, but if not, then hopefully I'll have a chance then.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>15-05-2018, 11:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So... is this still alive?<br><br>I've got more time to work on posts again, if it is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh-OOC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>15-05-2018, 12:40:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yes, just a slower pace. I’m not going anywhere.
			</dd>
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