Welcome intermaweb explorer, and make thine self comfortable with soft plushness in the form of cushions made of fabrics from continents yonder. A new teller of tales has commanded the sacred books of yore and within its pages, weaves mystery and terrible danger as brave fresh faced specimens delve the depths of the Castle White Rock.
Check the links at the top of this tomb, which I pray are self explanatory enough to any intrepid adventurer, and read our exciting, nay extra-ordinary tales! Fear not how they sound, as simply perusing such daring deeds that have been accomplished means that you dear reader are safe, for it is us merry adventurers that have already faced peril most foul! And one day, if such is your intent, then you may learn and pick up upon the hidden secrets that are required to be special and bold heroes just like us.
Now if that hasn't grabbed your attention, nothing will. So, grab a coffee and read those daring tales, or simply peruse the disjointed and thoroughly weird and wonderful thought processes of your host, me.
12th June: Well this is a turn up for the books. Sadly not the return of the lads, well not in CWR form anyway, but possibly something old emerging from pastures new....
If that was a little too cryptic, we may be playing again. Hurragh! Well watch this space and see if it does happen for a start, but it means I may actually write up a new chapter seeing as I think I am 13 behind.
I wont say see you soon as I will be lying, but I will update as much as I can. If fact here's a snippet of chapter 30 to get you remebering (we did play it 6 and a half years ago in January 2012!)
Idjit has finally joined us and runs into combat to try and help, but not quite getting there. It’s quite amusing when someone runs into combat from miles away screaming and then stops a short way away, out of breath as the rest of the combatants stop and stare. I shake my head, return to my monkey dance, and shriek like a baboon when Chunks hits the Metal Man rather soundly about the shoulders.