Newbie PBEM - looking for players. Possibly RP.

[Saarud]

Abysias turn has been sent!

[hako]

Apes done.

[Teraswaerto]

The spreading of the swamps has begun.

[CelestialGoblyn]

Only waiting for Pangea's turn now.

[hako]

Shouldn't we set up some deadlines? I am not rushing this game at all, but just to avoid situations when one stops others for quite long... especially on those few first turns.

[Agrajag]

I'm doing my turn right now.
Sorry for that, but I only got back a short while ago (had only enough time to eat dinner, do some very very urgent homework [its a computer class, so a computer checks it, so I had to do it by the end of the day]), so I'm just going over the forum and doing 'ma turn

EDIT:

Esh has sent commands to his loyal followers on how to act in the following month.

[Hullu]

I think he said he's doing 24h deadline for turns.

[CelestialGoblyn]

I sent the 2nd turn.
And yes, deadline is 24 hours, unless someone announces their need to extend it.

Hmm...(please don't be inimidated by the volume, i'm in a creative mood today)

*In a cavern, a vaguely humanoid figure hunches over a scroll of papyrus, holding a ragged quill.*

On the 16 day of 29 month of 11506 year, Mialm the historian begins writing his chronicle. Chronicle of the realm of Aghartha and it's claim for power.
Long is the Pantrokrator away from this world and now a voice calls from the deepest caverns. A whisper that calls the cave people to reclaim the glory of the past.
The old pale ones stir, single eyes stare around nervously. They were the first to feel the strange call, the musty breeze from the deepest caves...
The last and final blow of the wind of change.

*cut to the view of a forested valley trough which a group of soldiers marches*

Today a human returned from the deepest levels, from a place that is a mystery even to ancient oracles. He shined with power and confidence that no one would expect from a mere member of a human race.

*cut to a man wrapped in leather armour, wearing a thick black cloak.*

He and the ancient oracles debated for four whole days in a sealed chamber. A secret was revealed, bought from the whisperer in the depths. Next day the whole Agarthan army was mobilized and marched forward.

*cut to huge-eyed humans in armour, marching in lockstep trough fir woods behind the black robed man. They soon step out of the forest...*

[Agrajag]

Didn't get no 2nd turn .trn file to do my 2nd turn :X
Hopefuly I'll edit this message later to report that I eventually did >_<

[Saarud]

Didn't get the 2nd turn either.