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[curgoth]

I have the beginnings of an idea for an Amber campaign.

night__watch keeps asking when I'll put my own game together, and I think I may have an angle.

There's been a lot of discussion on the amber mailing list lately about the nature of Chaos, specifically the Chaos in the first series.

It's got me thinking about non-wujcik interpretations for a lot of rules, like shapeshifting, logrus and sorcery. I'm ignoring the second series entirely, so that means no logrus a very different spin on shapeshifting and a few other weird things.

I have a setting in mind, so all I need now is a plot.

I'm considering running this as a PBeM, since the last thing the lot of us needs right now is another face-to-face campaign to try to schedule.

E-mail would also mean that I could let in non-local people.

Thoughts, comments, cheese?

Comments

[night--watch.livejournal.com]

To my knowledge, I asked you once last weekend. So that hardly counts.

I'm ending Act II (as forcibly as need be) by the beginning of September, and taking a break for as long as I can stand the pressure you people put on me before beginning Act III. So the more games you guys throw in there before you all start staring me down until I'm sobbing in my beer (damn salty beer!), the better.

Therefore, I too will play.

Stilton.

[kalivor.livejournal.com]

Come on, you might have only once directed your comments at curgoth, but you constantly complain that other people need to take their turns running games.

That, as one of the folks in our group who hasn't been running any games, curgoth thought you meant him (among others), you can hardly blame him.

I think it counts quite well.

Oh, and thanks for taking care of that beer. It's good to know you care.

[curgoth]

You've mentioned it before, on more than one occasion.

Not that I mind, really.

I just hope I can keep things from devolving into footbread and power word "fish". It should be easier on e-mail, where I can better restrain my Inner Monkey.

[night--watch.livejournal.com]

You know, I just happened to assualt someone this morning with a croissant.

Mmm. Footbread.

(falls into hysterical giggling, and fades into the night)