Update

[citrakayah]

Whole gang was together for last Sunday's RPG session. I was pulled up two hundred feet into the sky by the tail of a silvanshee agathion and tried to dispel a giant storm by setting off six fireballs in the center to disrupt the winds (it didn't work, but in my defense, the storm was magical in nature, a fact I didn't realize at first). Ended up having to fall two hundred feet into water, but rolled a natural twenty and used my cloak of the manta ray, so I was pretty much fine. Then the druid transformed into a giant whale after some prodding of the GM (just so that's clear, we did the prodding), held the crew, the cargo, and my plants inside her mouth, and deposited them inside an underwater dungeon. Also, she got a splinter.

Then we ran into an aboleth. I got transformed and got de-transformed later, but we lost all our crew and will probably have to track the bloody morons down, if they are even still alive, which I doubt. Next time we're getting some people with high will saves.


Haven't posted anything lately, which I'm sorry for, but things got in the way and my giant big post kind of gummed up the works. Still been reading everybody's journals, though.

I was going to send cookies to the Wall Street protesters, but apparently they want non-perishables. Cookies are perishable. And the ones I made were fragile. So sending them would be a bad idea. Instead, I shall send them canned food. But good, wholesome canned food. Possibly locally grown and inside glass cans.

I've joined the Wanderer's Library, and posted Skinwalkers on it.