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General Discussion / Re: Ask a Brit/American what this means
« Last post by Ray McCarthy on January 22, 2018, 05:23:44 PM »
Tandem suggests directly behind. Which is a seriously bad idea with any normal space reaction drive.
A terminal idea with some kinds of drive even at a serious distance.  :D
Parallel is really really a good idea, you don't have to be "level".
Yeah, that front yard feature is interesting. We'll see how things go - but if we move in, I'll probably leave it and cleverly turn it into a fighting position from which the whole house can be defended.
Small Press & Self-Published / Re: Empire of Chains by Ryan W. Mueller
« Last post by Ryan Mueller on January 22, 2018, 03:59:04 PM »
I just bought the first book.
You're sure speeding along! I've been working on my first for five years and only just am getting it out there.

Thanks for giving it a chance. I hope you like it.

As for speeding along, I've found it gets easier as you go along. I worked on Empire of Chains, in some form, since 2005. Getting a first book right is the toughest part for me. The sequels usually come more easily.
General Discussion / Re: The King's Paws (with one holding a bottle of Peri Peri sauce.)
« Last post by Hedin on January 22, 2018, 01:13:25 PM »
I feel you, although not so severely these days. Mrs. Gem and I are looking to relocate locally - not going far, but we're looking to move up a bit. We're getting our financials and approvals in order and hopefully slipping into this:  https://www.trulia.com/property/44681759-4738-Wildwood-Dr-Evans-GA-30809

The Northerner in my shudders at seeing an unattached garage but down there its not going to be a problem.  I really like the gazebo and the backyard area but the feature in the driveway is throwing me a little.  Overall its pretty nice and I wouldn't say no to living it in myself (although I'm not planning on ever moving again until the kids move out and/or I get tired to going up the stairs).

No wonder that when americans come to Europe (but mainly UK) they're speechless at the combination size/price of houses ::)

Whenever I watch one of those house hunters shows when they're in Europe I almost always wonder where the rest of the house is with the price they are asking.
It is an upper-middle class home by Georgia standards, and luckily for me, considered outdates in some aspects. Many Americans at my income bracket are, well, quite foolish and stupid, as a rule. This house is a terrific value, for the money. Its features are very appealing to us, but the more wealthy people want either much more land, or a more imposing edifice (silliness imho). Without my military/poverty background, I'd be just like them, pursuing expensive trappings of wealth and meaningless bells and whistles. This home has little of that, but much of everything else. It has space for my grown kids to stay, and gives everyone privacy. There are no photos of it, but there's a completely independent apartment over the garage with a kitchen and bathroom of its own. Perhaps we'll find a wanna be novelist at the university who wants a peaceful, quiet life of writing balanced with some light housework and some cooking in return for a safe, quiet place to work on their breakout novel.
[JAN 2018] Rebirth/Renewal / Re: [Jan 2018] - Rebirth/Renewal - Discussion Thread
« Last post by ScarletBea on January 22, 2018, 10:37:33 AM »
Yay, welcome @idledragon27!
You still have 9 or 10 days left, plenty of time ;D

I'm not a writer, but I bet the writers here will tell you that this contest has helped them a lot, so it'll be the same for you.
[JAN 2018] Rebirth/Renewal / Re: [Jan 2018] - Rebirth/Renewal - Discussion Thread
« Last post by idledragon27 on January 22, 2018, 09:54:04 AM »

I've just joined. Because I need to start writing again and this tickled me with an idea.
But I struggle with short stories, they become long, long epics eventually.


PS love everything Fantasy Faction ;D
hopefully slipping into this:  https://www.trulia.com/property/44681759-4738-Wildwood-Dr-Evans-GA-30809
ohmygawd!!! :o
No wonder that when americans come to Europe (but mainly UK) they're speechless at the combination size/price of houses ::)

Well done :D

Not my style but otherwise great!
And yep, looks incredibly inexpensive for our European eyes. ;)
Fantasy Movies, Comic Books & Video Games / Re: Warhold - join to Alpha-testers team!
« Last post by RavenOne on January 22, 2018, 08:11:06 AM »
Part of the history of the Order of Reapers.
Spoiler for Hiden:

Spoiler for Hiden:
Among the snow-capped mountains there is a monastery of reapers. Having arisen in an instant, for half a century now it is a symbol of the power of that which is called Death. There are brave souls who come here for knowledge and strength, there are desperate people who are looking for justice, there are those who came to die. But the present guest is special: he is a Chronicler-monk, whose mission is to leave to his descendants a true story.

All day he passed from one Reaper to another and quietly questioned everyone, writing down the truth. And so, coming out onto the balcony, pierced by all winds, the monk stood next to the warrior and once again glanced at his powerful figure, completely enclosed in armor with many marks of past battles. Only the living eyes, glowing with the inner light of a fanatical faith in their Lady, and heavy breathing, spoke of the fact that before him a living person.

The Chronicler bowed and quietly whispered the question. He knew that he was talking to a representative of the first Reapers. For many fifty years only a few have been honored to speak with one of the Fingers of Death - the commander of the army of reapers.

Hearing the question, the tall warrior turned his head slightly. A few seconds of silence clearly demonstrated that the person is thinking something over. But then, coming to a decision, he began to talk. It seemed that every word was nourished by his icy fury and contempt.

-Do you want to know the truth, Chronicler? Your dedication deserves encouragement, - the mighty warrior gave a barely audible chuckle. Once upon a time I was a simple farmer. Growing bread is hard but honorable work. It is a pity that all the honor begins and ends with these words. Our Fatebinder treated us like cattle. For him, only money and magical experiments were important. Every fall, we were left just enough so that we did not die of hunger. This went on until the time when the sea came to our lands. My village has become extinct almost completely. Do you know what it means to bury your family? I found out.

The Reaper interrupted for a while, waiting for the Chronicler to write down after him. Noticing that the monk froze in anticipation, he continued.

-It was a truly damn year. The plague did not leave us a chance either. But this did not lead me to serve Her. It was done by the tax collectors of the Fatebinder that they came to the village in the autumn. They were not touched by our grief. That's when I killed for the first time. Further all as in a fog. Attacks on the Sovereign’s servants, raids on warehouses, blood ... a lot of blood!

A sudden chill ran through the Chronicler's body, which did not hide from the tenacious look of the first reaper.

-I tried to kill only those who serve the Sovereign. Revenge moved me, but I did not lose my head. Soon I had associates. We really got a lot of problems. So much that we sent a large squad.

A cloud of steam escaping from under the horned helmet with a sigh forced the Chronicler to raise his eyes. It was evident that the Reaper was once again experiencing long-past events.

-We were blocked in old ruins.No chance to escape or win. We understood that this was the end and, saying goodbye to each other, prepared for the attack, - after a few seconds, the Reaper uttered the following words in a different tone. He could hear the elevation and spirituality, - It was at this moment that She appeared to us. For a few moments I understood everything. I understood how miserable and insignificant I was. I understood how pathetic the sovereigns are in their desire to subjugate their divine power. I changed. There was no longer a farmer. There was only the Reaper who came for the souls of the enemies!

A minute passed in a minute, but the warrior kept silent, thinking about something far away. The monk did not dare to interrupt the meditation of one of the Fingers of Death. The Chronicler had plenty of patience. It is necessary only to wait a little, and the descendants will learn the true history of the Reapers.
hopefully slipping into this:  https://www.trulia.com/property/44681759-4738-Wildwood-Dr-Evans-GA-30809
ohmygawd!!! :o
No wonder that when americans come to Europe (but mainly UK) they're speechless at the combination size/price of houses ::)

Well done :D
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