Stryder 
There’s a reason you’re never supposed to bother a dog while it’s eating, or go near a mother bear’s cubs. All creatures in creation are alike in one way: if you threaten what’s theirs, they bite back. Years ago, I came to Falton expecting a melting pot of cultures and peoples. And by Bawbee’s beard, I wasn’t disappointed. Falton is hailed far and wide as one of the few places in the …
We had 9 folks help us build a stage for the amphitheater last weekend. We think you’ll agree it is awesome! Please join us for the christening of the Roaman Coliseum at the July 30 LARP.
Don’t forget to check out the Tavern Tales page for the most recent LARP to read some epic stories from Dimitri Valkova, Midnight, Armus Blackhand, and Cole Van Helsing! =========================================================================== An official report on the state of affairs in the Roaman encampment of Falton, to his liege, the high Sesar of Roam . . . Your greatness, I must report that it was as you feared, the Faltoneans were stubborn. Allow me to start at the beginning …
An official report on the state of affairs in the Roaman encampment of Falton, to his liege, the high Sesar of Roam . . . Your greatness, I must report that it was as you feared, the Faltoneans were stubborn. Allow me to start at the beginning of the trouble. When I arrived in the town, the Empress of Falton decided to ally herself with Roam and swore to an alliance calming some and aiding our cause. It was during …
Are you ready to take it up a notch? Are you ready to take your game to the next level? Do you have no idea what to do? One of our own, Armus Blackhand, wrote some awesome suggestions (located below) on how to get the ROLE PLAYING into Live Action Role Playing. Here is the summary for those of you who only read summaries of articles: The richest backstory defines only your past, not your …
“Heelllllooooo!?” I heard a call. “You told me to meet you here, and I am here!” It was time. We had kidnapped the Great Pirate Aideen – a valuable treasure worth many gold. Now, as my partners and I were hiding in the brush near the meeting place, I thought of all the trouble we had gone through to get her and wondered what the great prize might be. Earlier in the day, we had …
“A sudden stab. A passing pain. Then… the cold vacuum. I feel the blade slide from my ribs. Is this the end? The end of my work? The end of my journey? The end of my travels? It’s been so long… The end of my watch? For… years… I have upheld my duty. I gaze my head upon the resplendent sky. Has my duty been fulfilled? Or forsaken… I hear the screams. The shouts. The …
He was so tired… he just wanted to rest. He couldn’t now. His work wasn’t finished. Cole took a slight breath as he turned to survey his troops, all looking ragged and tired. As he gazed on each of their weary faces, the stress he saw written there was all too familiar; he could feel it carved into his own visage. Months of tension with Roam had worn on him. Months more of fighting had broken him down. The familiar ache …
Alvina dug her fingers into her hair as she stared at the parchment in front of her – her analysis of Falton’s final battle. She’d hoped that a cold, pragmatic analysis would put things into perspective, make sense of the defeat, but all she felt was an aching in her soul, and the fire of determination to see the Roamans chased out of Falton once and for all. How dare they! How DARE they even …
Dear Sheriff Williams of New Falton, I write to you from the capital of Westar, Hamera (formerly named Hespera), city of the day. I am trying to convince the council to come to the aid of Falton. But I am hard pressed to do so. The crops are failing, there is a sickness plaguing the lands, and worst of all there is no coffee to speak of. I am sure you know what happened at the battle, but …