Pax Glaucopide's page

Hello good people of Pax, I'm applying to your gaming group as well. Here's to hoping I can share in some good gaming memories with all you lovely people!

I've been flirting with the idea of applying to Pax for a while now; all the Paxians I have talked with both on these boards and elsewhere have always met me with sincerity, respect, and openness. They're an organization which has demonstrated to me simultaneous pragmatism and good will toward the community as a whole. It is for these reasons that I am applying.

Sorry I didn't make as long or elegant an introduction as Hobs. Sucks to apply in the wake of something of that magnitude. ;)

We'll all live in Hobs's shadow now... we're doomed!

Welcome to the madhouse, Shane. :)

And of course, Merry Saturnalia everyone.

I love Saturnalia!

Merry Christmas everyone from an inveterate forum lurker!

<grabs Deianira's arm and joins the happy dance>

Italy, lost somewhere between Milan and Genoa.

Pax means "peace"... *smiles suavely*

My first half-century has just passed away.

Too many dwarves hereabout... too many dwarves...

*shakes her head and sets out to fix the bump issue*

Glaucopide, Foreman of Pax Aeternum.

I'm a crafter, a practical fellow, and I prefer to make things rather than speak about them, that's why I never post. ;)

Since I missed the Kickstarter campaign, I'm eagerly waiting for the Crowdfunding reopening.

Heartly welcome, Nwevyn!
:)

Well met here, Cinerator (because it's you, isn't it?)!
A rogue could do well as a bounty hunter, too, sneaking along the trail of his victim and catching him out of guard to assassinate him...

Just watch out for that Krow fellow. He's trouble.

Yes, I think so. He looks so puritan, with that white collar and dark hat...

Too many dwarves around here! I'll keep stumbling into them... especially lurking ones.

*staggers in the door*

Hellooooo good peoples. Whhhaaat a long day... I thfink it is time ter relaxxxxx... what ddddo you thhhink....

*passes out face first on the floor*

*Upon entering the tavern, she stumbles into Randovar's unconscious body, swears and finally finds a seat near the bar counter. Sipping a glass of white wine, she begins to speak, without caring whether somebody is listening to her or not*

Greetings to you! I'm new in town, I'm a recruit of Pax Aeternum. Since I fled from my home, I've been looking for a place to live in. My true family is lost, but I hope to find a new one among you. I can see that the town is thriving, the people hospitable and friendly and the Company is very well organized. You can count on my help and my loyalty!

*She gets up and makes for the exit; at the door she turns and bows:*

Heiligetod at your service!