So, does anyone have the Ninth World Guidebook for Numenera? Archive's not showing any mention of it.

Also general Numenera talk and stuff, I suppose.

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Players: How do you feel about multi-PoV quests?

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As the elevator doors close behind them, your party considers which button they should press.

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With the help of Eunoia, as well as some of the bandages you found, you manage to restore your health to your new maximum. You stand up and dust yourself off, vision returning to normal, with the rest of your party standing by. Liza's also nearby, messaging someone on her UI; you're not sure who it could be, but given the scenario, it's probably one of the Alliance higher-ups.

“Fuck,” She shakes her head. “How am I going to explain this?”

“You could start by helping with the rioting.” Donnel says. “Things weren't looking too good last I checked.”

“I've had my guild regroup.” Liza responds. “Most of the larger Nameless groups have been routed, according to Andor. The market square will take some time to recover, but the guild halls and the city square are mostly clear.”

“Mostly?” Nel asks. “Sounds like there's still some tension.”

“Travel in groups.” Liza says, Crimson Wings unfolding on her back with a series of high-pitched mechanical chirps. “The biggest problem has been ambush attacks. I'm going to make a sweep before I get back to the Guardians' hall.”

“I'd tell you to be careful, but...” Aelriss winces, glancing briefly at the number of dead Nameless scattering the room. “You seem like you're doing a fine job already.”

A fine job? You sigh. You'd like to tell Liza off, but you're in no position to. And on the other hand, she was uninformed. Hell, you might have done the same thing.

“I'm trying.” Liza turns, and there's a faint whine of her Artifact warming up. “I've got to go.”

> Ask Liza about joining the Guardians.
> Ask Liza something else. (Write-in.)
> Let Liza go, and figure out what to do next.
> Let Liza go, but tell Ayla about her deception.

Art thread, fantasy general

I'm looking for more arab/middle-east/turbant/desert characters, I'll start dumping what I have

>don't mind the filenames

Hear ye, hear ye. I, Secretus, Founder of the school of lies and conspiracy, call to order this meeting of the mage's guild to thank you all for your aid and for welcoming me back into the fold. I am confident that together we can bring this guild back to its former state of glory, no longer answering meekly to the demands of the kingdoms and clerics that demand we stop our advancement of the various magical arts in the name of their pointless regulations and short-sighted dogma. During my long exile, I dreamed, I yearned, I called out for a return of the old ways! I wept for our decline! I screamed in agony at every last injustice wrought against our guild by these false kings and petty lords stamping with hobnailed boots and crude iron armor on treasure troves of arcane knowledge! Unable to sit quietly, unwilling to watch as these toy soldiers desecrated centuries of painstaking research, I set my hand against them. Began events that would undo them, and ensure that none again would dare defy the guild of the magi. But, no sooner than I had prepared the final step, I was betrayed. Cut down by my own apprentice, seeking a promotion through a dead man's shoes. It is with a heavy heart that I must lay against Pierre Jean-luc LaFaille, known to many of you as Conspierre, the charge of murder. Murder of a mentor, a comrade, and a fellow member of the guild.

>Who will you support? Who can you trust? Make your character and find out!
>Roll when casting or performing an opposed action, be excellent to each other, and party on!

You are Shee Hyul, rebel leader, psychic and Reunited. Your world is ruled by inhuman creatures and this has gone on far too long, it’s time to fight back.

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Business http://pastebin.com/NwspZmKw
Allies http://pastebin.com/yVgtiFeu
Ally Powers http://pastebin.com/Xm6UGDyX
QM Twitter https://twitter.com/anAspiringQM
QM Askfm http://ask.fm/AnAspiringQM

You’re not here to talk to the Reaper, you’d rather be somewhere else, you focus, not only on your psychic powers but on the part of you that is impossible, the part of you that overcomes all limits. You want to be far away from here, somewhere out in the desert, in case Reaper follows you or tracks you, from there you’ll decide what to do.

You feel the world around you warp and twist as you carry you and your friends awa-

“No!” yells Lord Reaper and you feel a sudden, crushing despair hit you, you’re worthless, you’ll always be worthless, nothing, no less than nothing, you’ll never be anything. You deserve to die, you should kill yourself and just get it over with. Around you, you see your allies fall to the ground, whimpering, seems you’re not the only one feeling this, though you’ve remained standing at least. A testament to your willpower.

You push harder, you need to be away from here, you need to...be...somewhere else...

[PE 0/48, HP 228/130]

You appear in the desert, far away from the facility. Your allies, including Dev in his warmech, are all around you, but they remain collapsed in the sand, dealing with their own issues, Dev is slumped in the warmechs cockpit, though the warmech itself is upright.

>Please, someone remind me again. How do I summon banana bread?

Fixed a couple errors and tried to clarify the roll chart a bit. If there's anything else that's typo or anything let me know.

Barely hitting the tail end up PST valentine's day, It was fun making this hope you guys enjoyed it.

Board game scans thread?

/r/ and I'll post.

Personally I'm interested in Cosmic Encounter, Tsuro, Tokaido, Agricola, Bang!, Killer Bunnies, and any munchkin or catan expansions anyone has.

Please post what you've got if anything, though I know it's not the most common thing to share this is /tg/ so I assume some of you are interested.