Welcome to the campfire!
All are welcome. Whenever you feel like telling a tale of battle, humour or horror perhaps talk to other hardy warriors about the Great purge of Hafladoer - no matter the reason, there is always a seat around the fire for you.
GET STARTED
If you feel like being a permanent addition to the campfires Tale Tellers then go ahead and throw a simple character description in the Character tab. You should include their name, age, gender and a little bio or history. If not, jump right in with just a name.
Rules and General Etiquette
Im not going to throw rules at you. Be nice. Respect others.
Example post in the IC:
Drugah stared as the light danced across his face, struggling up over his large nose. The flames licked the pig that lay over the grand campfire, skewered by a long iron rod. Reminding him of the many mountain orcs he and his battalion had stuck with the steel of their spears, the High War of Khardanor was always on his mind.
"I remember when pigs were a delicacy and such meat was rare, back when the Orcs of Grufol were still raiding our farms in the south. Fat bastards."
Spitting on the floor, Drugah took his axe and threw it hard at the back left leg of the pig.
"That parts mine. Us dwarves need our meat you know. Thick slabs of fat, juicy meat. Good stuff."