The Easting Reach

I used the new @check cap command on Rahve, who was created the first week of November... can't remember exactly the day, but the message I get is: http://i.imgur.com/d6Zc650.jpg That's roughly 30 days, which can't be right. PS: Not sure if it's a bug, but if it doesn't involve any major effort, wou...

I suggest getting TER on NWN Scry

My old server used to get some income of new players from it, then it's up to them if they want to stick around, but at least they'll be able to find the server.

From what I gather in the arguments of some posters, I believe the issue is more with badly role-played sexuality than actually the fact that they are lesbian/bisex characters. Some have stretched as far as saying they are "offended", and this is a subjective feeling that can not be universally meas...

After reporting to the clinic their findings and warnings, Rahve decided to get in touch with some individuals of note that she felt she could trust. A talk with Gwendolynn and Cassandra, revealed some knowledge and gave her some hints about the possible nature of the threat. It could very well be ...

I would like to thank everyone that has made me feel welcome in the couple of weeks I've been around.

Every interaction with other denizens of TER-city has been positive both in IC and OOC accounts. I'm looking forward to more of it!

It was late in the evening when two figures walked through the docks. One, an athletic-built young blonde woman of pale blue eyes clad in an armour, with a peculiar battle-skirt. The other, a tall, robust man, equally clad in armour, a hood covering his features, though hinting at his well kept bea...

I'm quite indecisive when making a new character and when I created my two newer concepts, I made a few drafts until I finally got what I was most satisfied with. Now I noticed that the @delete function doesn't work so here's the characters that I'd like gone from my vault: Khaya Phoenix (there is t...

The last lingering rays of a red sunset spills through the window, glistening like blood on the rusted blade of a longsword in the young woman's hands. Her brown eyes are full of wonder, yet her movements are slow with weariness as the sword is diligently cared for, cleaned, sharpened and finally p...

With a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and furry slippers warming her feet, the young woman makes her way across the room, her bed abandoned for lack of sleep. She lights a candle, smiling towards back for a moment before she begins to write once more, the scratch of pen on paper just barely d...

A young woman with long mahogany hair sits near a window in a small inn room. Her green eyes glance momentarily through the window at the darkened streets below before she puts pen to paper, her face solemn and focused as her fine, somewhat flourish script begins to fill the page. "Dear mother and ...