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This looks like a good source for icons: Micro Heros
And it looks like I have time to update now. It was a very good weekend, with a game on Friday that lasted for over four hours, resolved some major plot points, brought up another plot point, and contained what ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
olethros refers to as some of the most disturbing imagery ever (sorry!).
Then Saturday contained a barbecue with some of the SCA folks, experimenting with hot-smoking techniques using peat as the smoke source, and a home-made jerk chicken rub. Carib Indian/Bog Irish Fusion Cookery! It worked well, and Arpad and I have plans to improve the next version.
Sunday was spent fetching various bits of hardware from Ranelagh, gardening, and barbecuing. The hardware haul involved a new bin; a 3lb hammer for use as a ritual tool; duck tape; some broom handle which will become a practice stick for heavy fighting; a few metal hook/prop things for hanging baskets, lanterns, etc on; new shears for the garden, and some other odds and ends.
So I was comfortably tired (especially after working on the translation of a tough Finnish passage) going into last night, only to dream one of the more bizarre dreams I've had in a long time. ( Dream details ) I woke up more than a bit disoriented, and I keep on flashing back to scenes from it.
olethros refers to as some of the most disturbing imagery ever (sorry!).Then Saturday contained a barbecue with some of the SCA folks, experimenting with hot-smoking techniques using peat as the smoke source, and a home-made jerk chicken rub. Carib Indian/Bog Irish Fusion Cookery! It worked well, and Arpad and I have plans to improve the next version.
Sunday was spent fetching various bits of hardware from Ranelagh, gardening, and barbecuing. The hardware haul involved a new bin; a 3lb hammer for use as a ritual tool; duck tape; some broom handle which will become a practice stick for heavy fighting; a few metal hook/prop things for hanging baskets, lanterns, etc on; new shears for the garden, and some other odds and ends.
So I was comfortably tired (especially after working on the translation of a tough Finnish passage) going into last night, only to dream one of the more bizarre dreams I've had in a long time. ( Dream details ) I woke up more than a bit disoriented, and I keep on flashing back to scenes from it.
Memo to self: Send Gar the blurb for the Gaelcon Scenario. And start writing the damn thing.
It involves d20 Modern with guns, etc, a Victorian Steampunk World, and Dinosaurs. There are as yet no Pirates, Cowboys or Spaceships, but I'll keep you posted.
It involves d20 Modern with guns, etc, a Victorian Steampunk World, and Dinosaurs. There are as yet no Pirates, Cowboys or Spaceships, but I'll keep you posted.
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