Ahoy, adventurers! 👋 I know it's been a while since One Year RPG has been posted, I apologize for that. As a one-man team, it can be tough to work on so many projects at once. A problem I put onto myself,

yesterday's results: You keep heading towards the choir song when suddenly, you break through the dense fog and find yourself standing in front of a rickety wooden rope bridge. It stretches over a vast

yesterday's results: The soothing siren call of the song draws you in, and you decide to find out its source. You wade through thick thickets and bushy bushes until you suddenly find a very clear, and

yesterday's results: You figure it'd be best to stick with your gut and keep heading EAST. As you travel deeper into the forest, more and more off trail, you can't help but shake the eerie feeling that

yesterday's results: [ unanimous choice bonus ] You rest your eyes and before you know it you sleep until the sun comes back around over the horizon. You had a very good sleep. [ unanimous choice bonus:

yesterday's results: You decide it'd be best to resume your search in the morning, with better lighting will perhaps come better clarity. You gather some sticks and leaves, and setup a makeshift tent,

yesterday's results: Feeling a bit hopeless, you attempt to tune into your surroundings and pick up on something, anything, that you may be overlooking. [ rolled an 8, FAILED ] Although you try to listen

yesterday's results: You decide to head WEST towards the the piles of broken twigs & sticks, and the the area of rustled leaves. You push your way past trees and bushes, trying your best to follow

yesterday's results: As you take a few more steps forward, you begin to slow down to a complete halt. Something inside of you can't simply walk away from the doctor. You decide to go back for her. Upon

yesterday's results: You decide to leave the two guards alone, as well as your doctor friend. You begin to head off into the woods by yourself, wandering ahead without a care in the world. As you walk

yesterday's results: You take a step back from the heavily damaged guard, and lower your dagger from its aggressive position. You have decided to spare the guards life. The guard looks up to you and, upon

yesterday's results: Striking while the iron's hot, or, in this case, while the guard is bloodied, seems like your best course of action. You take another stab, quite literally, at attacking the front

yesterday's ...err, sometime ago's results: After what feels like ages, you finally decide to act. You kink your shoulders back and crouch a little in preparation for a battle. [ GUARD rolled 5, YOU rolled

I'm very, very sorry One Year RPG fans but this game is going to take a bit of a hiatus. Unfortunately, some very unexpected life stuff have come up, and must be dealt with. I'm so sorry for postponing

yesterday's results: You look down at the doctor, then back up to the guards. With a slight waving gesture of your hand, you indicate that they're free to take her. The doctor looks up at you, a little

yesterday's results: You reply with a nod and a simple explanation... You're crazy. This casts a look of fear onto the face of the guard in the back, while the closer & closed-eye guard is less shook.

yesterday's results: ≋≋≋ You decide to roll with whatever the guards are suggesting, and pretend to be a mercenary. The guard from the back, whom was recently pelted in the head extremely hard with a rock,

yesterday's results: ≋≋≋ You ball up your fist, remove your arm from around the doctor, and clock her straight in the face. She falls backwards and you let her body collapse to the ground. You then turn

yesterday's results: ≋≋≋ You quickly turn towards the doctor and wrap your arms around her tightly. She freezes in place and you're just about able to make out a smile coming from underneath her black

yesterday's results: ≋≋≋ You decide to take advantage of the opportunity and begin to sprint on by past the guards. The doctor follows suit closer behind. The guard on the floor doesn't seem to spot you