How do y'all handle a Moral coming up in the Discovery Phase? It came up tonight, and felt awkward to the point...

How do y'all handle a Moral coming up in the Discovery Phase?  It came up tonight, and felt awkward to the point where we just skipped the writing of the Moral.

#LorePhase

#LorePhase  

By what contrivance might a rogue or four abscond with Dreams made Manifest, without the blessing of the Silent Gods?

>The Silent Gods need not always be silent.
>Sometimes dreams don't desire to be woken; sometimes dreams are nightmares without realizing it.
>A Dreamer is called such, for their sleeping hours are but host to Dreams. Wanted, or no

The swirling chaos of the Perilous Phase

The swirling chaos of the Perilous Phase

With the other phases I have a pretty good feeling for when the Overplayer should be talking and when the players should be talking. In the perilous phase, though, especially in the slipping and struggling I constantly feel as though I'm either talking over the players or being interrupted. Also respecting that line between placing the rogues in danger and not narrating their actions or being maimed often makes me feel as though I'm narrating weakly (which is probably on me, I think I can probably do a bit more to bloody and bruise the rogues). Any advice?

Perilous Phase

Perilous Phase

Glum - Your torchlight flickers off scales, and you hear only the hissing breath of the sleeping lizards in the cave. Amid them, sleeping just as soundly, a woman in black rags, her skin even in this dim torchlight unmistakeably blood-spattered. Yet she's not wounded. Her chest rises and falls in time with the that of the reptiles around her.

Jovial - The chanting in the cave forms a susurrus , emulating the hissing rasp of the reptiles coiled next to the altar. Strapped to it, a young man rolls his head around lazily, drugged or knocked senseless, too muddle to try to escape the woman with the scythe and ceremonial whip who stands over him, screaming prayers to cold blooded god. Her skin seems to glow red in the light of the braziers, and the chanting of the other robed men grows louder and more frenzied.

Two for one special!

Two for one special!

Originally shared by ALAS SUPERSONICAS

EduardVisan

Apropos to my earlier post.

Apropos to my earlier post.

Originally shared by ALAS SUPERSONICAS

Fabio bolla

I am currently visiting my parents and it's storming outside.

I am currently visiting my parents and it's storming outside. These two events always collude to drag me back into the memories of my sword and sorcery salad days. Back when I spent more time contemplating a single book cover or D&D illustration than I did ever reading or playing anything.

An age in which I would spend a thousand years in singular concentration on the task of conjuring a Crystar action figure into my possession.

Were I not already preoccupied with family activities, I would be at this very moment putting the call out for a Google Hangout game set in this world.
http://plaidstallions.blogspot.com/2008/12/somewhat-short-saga-of-crystar.html