Typhis: Welcome aboard. I'm glad you made contact.

Heather: Depends on which "good old days" you're referring to... The oldest "good old days" involved many legends and stories of people using their wits and mind and--getting killed and eaten by the legions of the paranormal. The far east still has stories of seemingly invulnerable monsters and demons that no mortal could ever stand up to...and yet, here we are, doing it on a daily basis.

Both of you: Is the militant course of action necessary? For some, maybe not. Maybe some of us can combat the paranormal on more pacifistic, intelligent terms. Many of us, however, lack the capability of defeating a vampire at his own game, or tricking a meat-starved werewolf into devouring itself, and even if we survived while trying to do just that, innocents would die in the process.

Each of us does what we have to, to protect who we can.

Again, welcome to the Society.

I'm still new and not a part of this society, either. But it's a good place to meet like-minded individuals and compare notes, if your into that. But welcome anyway. It's good to know we have more faces coming around here.

Welcome.

Speak with Caliburn about the weapon and the ammo.

It sounds like we've got at least a couple things in common. As for your problem, there's a few around your area that might help, but we'd need to cut the welcome wagon a little short.

Black: I wish I was up to my old standards... I could've offered you a few charms and paranormal toys to help protect you. I may still be able to help you in some small ways, so drop me a line if you're interested.

As always, my advice is: Proceed with utmost caution, and be aware that things are not always as they seem. Ron Caliburn once tangoed with a vampire he'd been led to believe was a werewolf; I don't imagine it would be terribly impossible for the reverse to happen...or to find that they're demons masquerading as vampires to catch would-be hunters off their guard. Be prepared for the worst, expect the unexpected, and where possible, don't hunt alone.

Good luck in your hunt. Again, contact me if you're interested in some personal paranormal advice.

Sir Typhis Black wrote:I read your post Mr. Kon Thaak. Your name sounds familiar. Were you a practicing white mage? Anyway, thank you for your sage advise. I will do my best to follow it. I may be in contact with you.

Close... I was a practicing druid. My mentor's name was Kon-Thaak, a spirit of some capability, existing in astral space... I believe his name translated out to something like "Thorn in the Side" or something like that, for he was just that to those he didn't like, and who didn't like him.

Perhaps our cyber-paths have crossed elsewhere on the Internet...

Are you sure?

Deacon Ash-Shaytan wrote:Glad to see you're being wary about this place, Mr. Black.

Just be careful while you're here. Disagree once, and they'll quickly label you a "troll" a "dick" a "prick" an "ass" and anything else they care to toss at you, just for saying, "Are you sure?"

I do wonder if you may be exaggerating your own personal experiences while dealing with the fellows here within the society. They have all seemd to me to offer sound advice and well wishes. Assuredly there must be times when disagreeances arise. After all it is only human nature. But to think it would ever digress to such immature and childish behavior, I must truly doubt that.

I am quite sure that my decision to join the society was the right thing to do, for better or for worse. Besides, I find their individual styles and personal flare as something enjoyable. So I say that they should only keep up the slendid job that they are doing.

Once again, I have wandered off center a tad there. I believe I was about to report in about those pesky nosferateu I am having a devil of a time with.

I did encounter one again last eveing. Actually, it seemed that it was in fact looking for me. The blasted thing took me by surprise as I was not expecting it to be a female.

After a bit of a scrape and some cuts and brusie of my behalf {plus a dislocated shoulder}, I did manage to plant a tracking becon on the thing.
The only reason that I am still alive is an old charm that my mentor taught to me to ward off the undead. Fortunately for me it worked or I would not be here writing these words.

It got away virtually unscathed though but I now know where there lair is. I have doubts about going in alone but I must do what I must do to prevent any further innocent lives from being claimed by these monsters.

You need not worry about my physical condition. I did find a nice free clinic near the college that didn't ask to many questions. My shoulder hurts like the dickens, but its back in place. I also needed a few stiches in my leg and head, but all for all I am ready to go again.

Well I have probably boared you folks enough about my problems, I hope to post again before I head out this evening. With all good hopes, this little endevour will be rectified by day break tomorrow.

Well then, G'day to you all.

Few things more rewarding than taking the group.

Just be careful because you will get it from all sides.

Sir Black: Good luck. I wish I could send you more than that, because you'll probably need it.

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Deacon Ash-Shaytan wrote:Glad to see you're being wary about this place, Mr. Black.

Just be careful while you're here. Disagree once, and they'll quickly label you a "troll" a "dick" a "prick" an "ass" and anything else they care to toss at you, just for saying, "Are you sure?"

I resent that remark on quite a few levels. For starters, I'm the only one who has made any such remarks against you. To attack and slander the whole of the Society because *I* have a temper is disgusting, and further proof that you are worthy of the nasty things I said to you.

Secondly, you didn't just ask "are you sure". You attacked the overview report of a situation given by a man I know and--to at least a limited extent--trust. You belittled him. You mocked him. And when asked who you were, you adopted a self-righteous tone and informed us that you were here to "help" us. I pointed out that this kind of help, we don't want or need. You did *far* more than ask "are you sure", Deacon.

Next time you want to feel indignant, carry a gun into gang-infested territory, wave it around, insult their mothers, and get indignant that they're not showering you with butterflies, happiness, and kittens who puke rainbows.

Sir Black, out of deference to you, if this part of the conversation needs further attention from either the Deacon or myself, I will gladly move it to a more appropriate thread.

Salt is the very useful crystal

Yes it is kalle, very useful indeed.

Especially for *some* people to try to rub into open wounds. I just wish everyone on this site didn't just automatically expect to fight EVERYONE ELSE ON THIS SITE!!!!! Try using that pent-up aggression towards the REAL enemies, and not as a big dick contest.

Good Luck to you, Black.