Consider your challenge taken you topiary guardian murdering cad, Prince of Redhand will prevail against...thingy.
And I don't live in Cleveland, I just haven't been well. I actually live in a cardboard box in a bog in deepest highest derbyshire (which, ok can be a bit like Cleveland in the right light) - hoorah and up the queen, I shall take your challenge for merry England - this happy breed of men, this little world, this precious stone set in the sea, this...oh, you get the idea.
And no taking advantage of Greenwich Mean Time...
This has got to be the most shameless bit of self-promotion since Don King stopped combing his hair.
I love it.
This has got to be the most shameless bit of self-promotion since Don King stopped combing his hair.
I love it.
I agree, the man's a total cad.
One vote for Redhand! Hoorah!
hoorah and up the queen
Is it just me or does this sound kinda dirty? (I keep getting the image of the snapshot of Leslie Nielsen on top of QE II in that Naked Gun movie).
Anyhow, I think that saying offends the sensibilities (even though most who know me would probably say I don't have any sensibility to offend). As a result...
1 vote for Greg V!
::Slides a length of steel pipe through the cage bars and walks away grinning wickedly::
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GONG! The dead shall arise....
Some outside parties have become involved; Koldoon/Ashavan appears to be firmly in Mr. Pett's camp having been won over by his phony British charm (I think he actually lives in Cleveland, but that's just me). Anyway after a few rounds of this Mr. Pett cried foul in a personal e-mail to me and claimed I had homefield advantage since it was on a thread dedicated to one of my own works. Once again I chose to bow to his churlish demands and move this over to a more neutral site. The result is this thread that you see before you.
Here Rich and I will duel over whose adventure is superior, and I will, of course, prevail. Nonetheless, even though very few of you have actually seen either of these soon-to-be-released adventures please feel free to add your comments. As I see it, it looks like a great opportunity to have a Let's Bash On Rich Fest...I mean a spot of jolly good competition (as my worthy adversary would say)
I chose a side????
How did that happen!
I hope you are aware, Greg, that I am unaffected by roper attacks... I have two pet dragon whelps, cleverly disguised as pugs, who actively defend the premises.
Oh - and I'm still neutral! I haven't seen the adventures yet ;)
- Ashavan
Well, I don't know about the adventures, but Rich's author bio was far superior. ;)
Well, I don't know about the adventures, but Rich's author bio was far superior. ;)
Hoorah!
3-0 Redhand!
Erm...
hoorah and up the queenIs it just me or does this sound kinda dirty? (I keep getting the image of the snapshot of Leslie Nielsen on top of QE II in that Naked Gun movie).
Anyhow, I think that saying offends the sensibilities (even though most who know me would probably say I don't have any sensibility to offend). As a result...
1 vote for Greg V!
::Slides a length of steel pipe through the cage bars and walks away grinning wickedly::
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GONG! The dead shall arise....
It's a fix! - this person is a friend of Greg's - I heard them talking earlier - and he's being a cad about the queen. Strike his vote from the record I say!
4-0 Redhand. Hoorah!
Hmmm... This fight seems a little too choreagraphed. Rich and Greg in the same issue, though. Cool! ::runs outside to check his mail box to see if issue 130 has arrived::
Hmmm... This fight seems a little too choreagraphed. Rich and Greg in the same issue, though. Cool! ::runs outside to check his mail box to see if issue 130 has arrived::
World Writing Entertainment presents a one fall, non-title, steel cage match.
First allow me to introduce the challenger.
::pyrotechnics, and big screen TVs all preceded by the ominous chiming of Big Ben::
From Avalon, standing 6'10" and weighing in at 20 stones, Lord Richard "the Lion-hearted" Pett!
::Enters ring. Shows referee that his longsword is not a foreign object::
::pause::
::more pyrotechnics, blaring rock music, and big screen TVs::
Escorted to the ring by his manager, Mr. Roe Piere, from parts unknown, Standing 6'7" and weighing in at 313 lbs. Greg "the Vindicator" Vaughan!
::Runs about ring/cage pointing to various groups of people in the stands and listening for applause; Roe Piere eats a turnbuckle::
....Sorry, who are we talking about again?
;)
GGG
Hmmm... This fight seems a little too choreagraphed. Rich and Greg in the same issue, though. Cool! ::runs outside to check his mail box to see if issue 130 has arrived::
Err... make that 131. Duh.
Before I cast my vote, let me review the situation:
-Two Greyhawk adventures in the same issue! (Hey, my AoW campaign is set in Greyhawk).
-One by Richard Pett, author of "The Styes."
-One by Greg A. Vaughn, author of "Tammeraut's Fate," "Torrents of Dread," and the Istivin mini-arc.
-Moving the Age of Worms to a new city, Alhaster, with a Backdrop article and poster map!
-A new (and different) expedition to the Barrier Peaks!
I don't know who to vote for since I've enjoyed each of the authors' previous Dungeon adventures.
Either way, I'm definitely the winner. I haven't even finished reading issue #130 and already I can't wait for #131.
Before I cast my vote, let me review the situation:
-Two Greyhawk adventures in the same issue! (Hey, my AoW campaign is set in Greyhawk).
-One by Richard Pett, author of "The Styes."
-One by Greg A. Vaughn, author of "Tammeraut's Fate," "Torrents of Dread," and the Istivin mini-arc.
-Moving the Age of Worms to a new city, Alhaster, with a Backdrop article and poster map!
-A new (and different) expedition to the Barrier Peaks!
I don't know who to vote for since I've enjoyed each of the authors' previous Dungeon adventures.
Either way, I'm definitely the winner. I haven't even finished reading issue #130 and already I can't wait for #131.
That's terribly kind of you Torpedo. I've just finished reading Spire of Long Shadows and between you, me and the entire dungeon messageboards, I'm feeling nervous as Spire is fantastic and will be a very hard act to follow. Of course, as anyone will bear out, I've always regarded Tammeraut's Fate as hugely overrated myself, which is why I'm confident that the gregster will be eating his words. ;)
Rich
Just because "The Styes" is named after your living room at home is no reason to pick on my epic adventure of Firewatch Island...
Aha! Well that's where you're wrong see because it wasn't the living room - it was the kitchen.
Not so smart now eh Mr Epic adventure writer.
Hmmm... This fight seems a little too choreagraphed. Rich and Greg in the same issue, though. Cool! ::runs outside to check his mail box to see if issue 130 has arrived::World Writing Entertainment presents a one fall, non-title, steel cage match.
First allow me to introduce the challenger.
::pyrotechnics, and big screen TVs all preceded by the ominous chiming of Big Ben::From Avalon, standing 6'10" and weighing in at 20 stones, Lord Richard "the Lion-hearted" Pett!
::Enters ring. Shows referee that his longsword is not a foreign object::
::pause::
::more pyrotechnics, blaring rock music, and big screen TVs::
Escorted to the ring by his manager, Mr. Roe Piere, from parts unknown, Standing 6'7" and weighing in at 313 lbs. Greg "the Vindicator" Vaughan!
::Runs about ring/cage pointing to various groups of people in the stands and listening for applause; Roe Piere eats a turnbuckle::
....Sorry, who are we talking about again?
;)
GGG
You know, I appreciate Matt spicing up this conflict. I dunno. . . it seems. . . well, kind of small. A steel cage? Two human fighters? Meh.
In my opinion, the Vaughn vs. Pett event unfolding in #131 is only an undercard to a REAL main event: Matthew Conklin, the Great Green God vs. Christopher Wissel, The Wereplatypus.
After all, who wants to see two sweaty guys dance around each other in a steel cage? Wouldn't you rather see an epic war fought within the smoldering ruins of downtown Seattle? Not just a fight for a belt, but a clash of firepower between two super-robot killing machines with enough nuclear energy to outshine the power of a thousand suns?
Surely, the local media would have the technology to capture the herculean blows glancing off of one another at supersonic speed, followed by the ring of titanium as it reflects another lazer beam into a crowd of fleeing citizens. What sights in this universe could POSSIBLY compare to a gargantuan struggle for dominance amidst the smoky haze of ballistic missles and atomic weaponry?
Then again, maybe it's just too much to conisder.
After all, the forces of th world's miltary would have to band together just to serve as a referee to such a cataclysimic struggle. The radiation unleashed might very well destroy the entire planet's population, leaving nothing but a wasteland where children and puppies and kittens once played together in peace and harmony. Horribly mutated cockroaches would be the new rulers of this earth, and the screams of the dying would be the only music left in a world that was once filled with so much joy.
Plus, the victorius Super MegaMorphingPlatypus would find irony in his victory, as there is no empire left for him to rule. Only the broken shell of the Great Green Godasaurous would fill the empty skyline, impaled on Seattle's Space Needle to serve as a final monument to the awful, apocolyptic end.
So far, there has been no such battle scheduled, and up until today, maybe the opening of such a Pandora's Box has never been considered. However, I think it behooves the editors of the magazine to consider the magnitude of such a titanic struggle, and determine if such an event may be possible.
Maybe we could hold the contest on the moon or something? I'm open to ideas. I'm sure that with the right phone calls, Paizo could get together with the rest of the world's leadership and come up with a viable way to make this happen.
Just something to think about*.
:)
- Chris
* Okay, I take back what I said in my earlier post . . . THAT was definitely the most shameless bit of self-promotion I have ever seen.
You? Hah!
I kill where I wish and none dare resist! I laid low the warriors of old and their like is not in the world today. Then I was but young and tender. Now I am old and strong, strong, strong. Platypus in the shadows! My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath -DEATH!
Ahem,
Just be glad that you fled to the southern side of the country and are too small a morsel to trifle over.
GGG
Fool.
Millions flock to my pedestals, ready to kiss the feet of relics that bear my contenance. My thralls are like the falling of leaves in autumn, or the crystals of a snowfall. The number of my palaces are without measure, and the leaders of this world are but puppets on a string, ready to bring about my glory with their own demise.
What is one dragon to the power of the teeming sea? What is he to the earthquake that shakes beneath his feet, ready to cast him down with a shrug?
Pray you do not survive my minions to face me directly. I am not impressed by the size of your talons, or the ironclad scales that serve to protect you. I know your heart. I seize your mind. I feast on your will.
One commanding gaze from me, and you will fall before your knees, ready to spill your life's blood for my pleasure.
Dragon? Feh. . .
Come and reap.
Whoa. . . I blacked out for a second. It must have been the weather here. . . it was 77 degrees yesterday. I miss the midwest. :/
- Chris
At the end of all ages when the planets are alligned....two creatures of near undescribable power face each other in an epic match of wit, stanima, and prowness that will change the face of the earth as we know it. Thats right, we are all really waiting for the showdown between-
*drumroll*
Erik Mona
and
James Jacobs!
Excuse me Fred. It is Fred, right? Nevermind just step aside.
Now you have gone too far lycanthope! I demand satisfaction. You may name the time and method of your humiliating demise unless of course you've turned werechicken.
::Tosses the Great Green Gauntlet::
Back to you Fred.
Excuse me Fred. It is Fred, right? Nevermind just step aside.
Now you have gone too far lycanthope! I demand satisfaction. You may name the time and method of your humiliating demise unless of course you've turned werechicken.
::Tosses the Great Green Gauntlet::
Back to you Fred.
Uh oh. . .
Okay look. . . I just failed a Bluff check, okay?
I'm really just a wee little duck-billed fish farmer in the American southwest who changes into a chubbier and furrier version of himself every full moon. I run from spiders. I have one hit point.
Please don't hurt me.
::clears throat::
So. . . uh, this contest looks pretty cool. I can't wait to see issue #131. I'm not willing to vote just yet, but it's going to be a tough challenge for Greg to overcome the Age of Worms excitement. Mr. Pett also had an extended outline to work from, which had over a year of planning from those with much expertise in such matters.
Greg can win, but it will be an uphill climb. . .
Good.
::snort::
GGG
PS What's a "ball-ist-ic missile" anyway? Is it from the forges of the true King-Under-the-Mountain?
I think I'm up on Rich "The Teacher's" Pett something like 50,000-0. I forget the exact count.
Quiet British dignity will see me through these few short weeks until I am proved correct, although I must add that you are entirley incorrect in your score, which remains rich 1 - thingy 0, a vote cast I should add by the erstwhile My Walker...
'So. . . uh, this contest looks pretty cool. I can't wait to see issue #131. I'm not willing to vote just yet, but it's going to be a tough challenge for Greg to overcome the Age of Worms excitement. Mr. Pett also had an extended outline to work from, which had over a year of planning from those with much expertise in such matters.'
I am mistaken - it rises to 2-0!
'Greg can win, but it will be an uphill climb. . . '
Ah, the kindness, 'tis touching. Deluded, but touching...
Hmmm, Based on the TPK totals from the playtests of adventures by these two authors, I can only come to one conclusion...
They are the same person.
One person who watches too much Monty Python and has a “Word of the Day Calendar”
And Huckabee Leafbiter is the only Bard Character that I know who has maxed out his perform ranks in Commedicly Erotic Puppetteering
Oh Yes. The poisoning of the PCs at the banquet dinner draws nigh.
NIGH Greg NIGH!
Richard, something with your email address suddenly stopped accepting my emails, or I would have gotten back with you Friday. Please remove the "Stalker Blocker Firewall" ;-)
ASEO out
Hmmm, Based on the TPK totals from the playtests of adventures by these two authors, I can only come to one conclusion...
They are the same person.
That's just rubbish.
Greg out.
::Nicolas looks at his own adventure posted between Greg and Rich on the AoW path and winces in preparation of being sandwiched in the frenzied throes of their deathmatch::
::Who knows being sandwiched between Rich and Greg could be really sexy.:: ;-)
In answer to forthcoming accusations...
Yes, my last post was a blatant attempt to jump on Greg and Rich's publicity bandwagon. Love us readers! Well, okay, love them! Like me some! :-)
Now look what you've done Vaughan!
You've awakened the young master, now we've both had it.
'Greg can win, but it will be an uphill climb. . . '
But he does have the one two punch of Hateful Legacy and Kings of the Rift.
ASEO out
I vote without a single shred of bias for Richard and the Prince of Redhand.
That I have not seen it or have even the faintest idea about either of the aforementioned scenarios - is a mere technicality. My own love of the English countryside, Wensleydale cheese and my home in Yorkshire are also a complete coincidence and have no bearing on this decision.
God save the Queen, Rule Britannia and huzzah for proper beer.
Your ever obsequious servant
Host of Angels
In answer to forthcoming accusations...
Yes, my last post was a blatant attempt to jump on Greg and Rich's publicity bandwagon. Love us readers! Well, okay, love them! Like me some! :-)
Ride that gravy train, baby.
I had originally planned on streaking naked across the field during tonight's Seattle Seahawk's game, but this is working so much better. . .
'Greg can win, but it will be an uphill climb. . . 'But he does have the one two punch of Hateful Legacy and Kings of the Rift.
ASEO out
Foul! - 'Kings' doesn't count, it's just a straight battle between the magnificent Prince of Redhand and Thingful Thingacy. Strike that comment from the records I say!
Now look what you've done Vaughan!
You've awakened the young master, now we've both had it.
::Young Nicolas thinks wistfully on the day he will no longer be a padawan...and practices his lines for the future...::
When last we met,
I was but the learner.
Now I am the master.
;-)
Foul! - 'Kings' doesn't count, it's just a straight battle between the magnificent Prince of Redhand and Thingful Thingacy. Strike that comment from the records I say!
'Greg can win, but it will be an uphill climb. . . 'But he does have the one two punch of Hateful Legacy and Kings of the Rift.
ASEO out
In that case, having playtested Prince of Redhand, and having been kept in the dark (I feel betrayed) over Hateful Legacy I am having to lean toward Richard. Of course if Greg brings Pizza to the next session I could be persuaded to lean in the opposite direction. Although It better be good pizza to overcome the trama caused by the last time he played a character in my game.
"Arrrg, see dis tattoo..."
(for a complete understanding of this reference, please check out my Campaign Journal. ASEO's Campaign: 2002 - Present)
What? I know a Publicity event when I see one.
ASEO out
In that case, having playtested Prince of Redhand, and having been kept in the dark (I feel betrayed) over Hateful Legacy I am having to lean toward Richard.
ASEO out
Modesty prevents my mentioning words such as 'massacre' and 'arf, arf, arf!'
Well, lets see. Two Characters really had a Blast. They all thought that it would be Smooth Sailing but couple got really Tied Up with the exciting encounters, and all found it quite a Treat. But in the end they all wound up getting More Than They Ordered. They all said it was a party to Die for.
Oh, and the Ranger/Rogue got hit on by the guy she mugged.
Yes, quite the memmories.
ASEO out
other then being a bit miffed by Greg's title, I realy like the subject matter of The Hateful Legacy, and have to go with that one myself.
Speaking of the Hateful Legacy, Greg, does this adventure include anything regarding the Knights of Luna? As I've mentioned in other threads, a PC in my game is the son of a Knight of Luna. He is currently absent from our game sessions (until he's done with this semester), and we're suggesting that he travelled to Enstad to inquire about the fate of his long missing father. Currently, the rest of the party is in the Lortmil Mountains (running Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil). If I'm able to use your adventure for the part of the campaign arc encompassing the investigation of the PC's father, that'd be great!
Well, I bet there are some bragging rights that come with getting the cover for Issue 131...hmmm to whom do the bragging rights go. I'm sure the gloating draws nigh.
I proposed an adventure called "The Legacy of Hate" (about some ramifcations of the hateful wars) which was rejected, I guess now I know why :P
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Ride that gravy train, baby.
I have to give my vote over to the WerePlatypus for what I believe to be a haymaker of a sly reference... John Henson on Space Ghost Coast to Coast. You're money, baby!
Now as to the main heavyweight bout, I can merely pull my hair comedically and wail "Oh, won't someone please think of the children!!" Mostly because I haven't seen the adventures yet, but I'm a'waitin'! :-)_ <-- That's me with a string of drool.