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what I like about Advanced D&D Simplicity. Easy bake adventures with easy to digest rules. No hassle combat, and no need to have prestidge classes to cover every flavor of class. If you wanted a certain feel for your character you bought specific equipment and roleplayed it. Advanced was what...

from a dragons point of view? Lunch!

D&D theme music For battles Iron Maiden, Judas Priest and Man O War are all mainstays. Otherwise we have a gaming CD for fantasy and another for modern and sci fi that play in the back ground while we game. fantasy is mostly conan and lotr with a smattering of braveheart and some celtic folk...

Randy's radio crackled to life. "All birds take evasive action, subject has anti air of some sort." Randy looked up into the sky and watched, as one of the tactical choppers careened into the dock not more than a hundred yards from him. It was engulfed in fire, and the rotor had separated and...

Zelaknia levitated down to the ground, as his 8 legged friends followed down the side of the wall. The riflescope gave him an open field of vision on the approaching police boat, he fired three short bursts at it and took down two of the tactical officers before it jammed. He threw the rifle to...

*BUMPBUMPBUMPBUMP* Cant wait to see what you and the others have in store. You are blessed with an awesome group, I know alot of people who would kill to game with you guys! The three story hours I read are all by members of your group, are you sure you guys are from this planet? Incredible...

Thanks, Cant wait to see what you and the others have in store. You are blessed with an awesome group, I know alot of people who would kill to game with you guys! The three story hours I read are all by members of your group, are you sure you guys are from this planet? Incredible stuff!

A gnome in a flashy white disco suit, eats tacos and hot wings while the laser show dazzles the youth of estonia. And the speakers go BUMP BUMP Bada bada bada BUMP BUMP BUMP! Famous Gnome hand model Spiro endorses the Crossfire Story Hour, see what all the fuss is about!

While were waiting, lets all go over to the crossfire story hour. I hear they have bourban and oreo cookies. YUM!

Tony lay on the floor in pain, clutching at his calf to try and slow the blood flow. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned to see two large spiders scuttling towards him with fangs dripping saliva. He drew the VP70z and fired a small burst at them, they were both turned...

Update coming soon with the weekend, sorry it's been so long but life interfears.

I figured everybody else weighed in on this, so why not. I would have thrown the player a party and carried him around on my shoulders through town. This of course after the body of the pervert was completely dismembered defiled and destroyed. Also, this is why I tend not to use alignment in...

I want my cake Dealia! I want my cake!!!!!

The salty air and fishy smell made Zelaknia wriggle his nose in disgust, it reminded him of the Aboleth and their scum warriors back home. T'pau Rey hung lightly by his side, sending waves of energy which translated into mental pictures. He could see the target loading and cleaning some...

The cabby dropped Randy and Tony at the front steps of St. Morrus memorial Hospital, an orderly came out with a wheel chair for Randy. Tony patted Randy's shoulder. " I think you’ll be safer with me outa your hair Starsky, look me up when your feeling better." Randy tried to get out of the...

Tony put Randy in the back of a cab, and climbed in the other side. The whole time the cab driver was screaming obscenities in a Middle Eastern dialect. Randy brought out his badge, but this made the cabby only scream louder. Tony pointed the handgun he had taken at the man and shouted. "...

Tony and Randy crouched low behind a cubicle wall, while gunfire and screaming rang out at regular intervals. They had seen a few dead officers and at least 5 or 6 dead prisoners, since they had decided to attempt to leave. A man dressed in jeans and a T-shirt walked around the corner, he...

Tony sat on a low hung cot in the corner of a jail cell, waiting for the cops to make a decision as to whether he was being charged or not. He had been fed a lunch of warm slimy bologna meat on stale day old rye bread, and a juice box that said it's flavor was "Pumpin Pomegranate". Tony flushed...

Zelaknia had learned the basic operation of the handguns he had pilfered, and had a rudimentary knowledge of their cleaning and care. He had even learned how to strip down the AK-47, but still couldn’t quite get the hang of full auto with it. The Blonde boy's name was Jimmy, the four others...

Zelaknia climbed up the fire escaper ladder, and made his way across the roof of the tenement building where the Wongs lived. The sun had set and night was coming on, the Drow warrior was in his element now. The door to the roof opened easily, and Zelaknia descended into the squalor of the run...