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There's a sci fi novel by Alan Dean Foster from a few years back called "Into the Out Of" that details creatures from Kikuyu carvings and folklore called "Shetani." They seem like demons if you will; there must be dozens of different varieties of Shetani. He also had a series I think called...

Hey! You could put anyone's name there, and it still works!

If it was me, I'd either: 1) scare the bejeezus out of them. Goblins with necklaces of ears, led by a psycho bugbear that wants them alive for skinning, chasing them for days in the wilderness, toying with them before they move in for the kill. Or something even more jacked up. or 2) make...

Bears. Peyton still fears the awesome power of the Gators that Grossman represents.

Freeport is the Ross Perot of campaign cities?

The Styes wins! Huzzah!!!

Yo ho ho and a bottlea brass monkey! Pirates versus ....berk....ninja...ninjas that call people berk...or something.

How bout a "complete barbarian" for non-Norse/Celt/Germanic Berserkers who don't chew their shields and warpspasm, fighting skyclad, with lotsa blue tats? I.E. Mongols/Huns/Stone Age societies?

Hells yeh. A big one for me was Sleepy Hollow, when it was giving the Headless Horseman's backstory and it said he didn't fight for a cause or money, but "for the love of carnage." Watta goombah!

Isn't it two 511 keV gamma rays?

I saw one. On t.v. crying.

"My name is Heathansson. I am a postaholic. It's been 15 seconds since my last post."

Thanks, man. Yeh, I post over there a little bit, every once in a while.

Chicks really dig me, because I rarely wear underwear, and when I do, it's usually something special.

Not if they have a cell of powerful foreign revolutionaries (i.e. adventuring party) in their repertoire of guerilla warfare tactics. Revolution now!!!

My old scrungy barely computer literate brain can't figure it out. And my kids are just toddlers, so I can't get them to show me for at least 3 more months. How in Crom's name do you put up a poll on your posty thing?

How'sabout a revolution by the proletariat, to overthrow their evil noble shacklers? "Workers of the Underdark, unite!!! Lolth is the opiate of the masses!!! Egalitaire!!!" And they worship a neutral being of justice for the common people.

I like to have them implanted with a small explosive device in their right atrium that their "employer" will detonate if they refuse the mission. It's especially fun when they say, "why did they do that? We would've undertaken this mission anyhow." So I say, "yeah, but they got no way of...

CHUDs and a big albino alligator. And rat people. And a crazy sorcerer/cat collector.

Byebers, Sigil. The Lady of Pain is retiring to a condo in Miami. You're hosed.