Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin'-race! Aboon them a' ye tak yer place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o' a grace As lang's my airm.

Not dead, as could have been presumed, just really busy with changes.
MW Guides; a guide that can help with questions about the site.

Endless Storm. oWoD game.
Into the Unknown. My own system.

Not dead, as could have been presumed, just really busy with changes.
MW Guides; a guide that can help with questions about the site.

Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.

Posting schedule: If I'm not on a call at work, probably as fast as I can get to my phone.
Death is but a door to another realm.
Here, let me hold that open for you.

Imagine a rubix cube whose faces are aligned: the puzzle solved. This is the world of the familiar. A few short twists and turns and those same ordered faces become jumbled and chaotic, impenetrable to all but the most cunning.