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That evening, in preparation for the final round of the games, we agreed that we should dine with Auric and his team, both as a grand gesture, and also to tell them of what we expected to happen during the combat so that they could prepare for an invasion by an army of the undead. I therefore...

By 11 am the next morning, we were back in the arena, fully equipped and having been scanned by a series of wand-wielding mages. We were then raised in the winched lifting platform to the screaming noise of the arena. We stood alone, as a referee announced our names to the crowd, before shouting...

I refuse to write the bit about the giant turkey attacking the party... :D

As Endo and I stared in horror at the frozen corpses of Igmut and Sheba, the air near the purple demonic monstrosity rippled, and a 20 foot long crocodile suddenly materialised next to it snapping viciously. “Malachite, over here!” Endo shouted out, whilst cancelling the spell of shapeshifting...

Not our finest week.

My dear listeners, it is with a heavy heart that I recount this latest verse of our tale; a part of the tale filled with death, ignominy and defeat. We begin our scene still within the room filled with the bodies of the undead. We had narrowly escaped a terrible loss by Endo’s quick thinking...

This stuff doesn't write itself, you know!

Half an hour later, we sat in our lodge in the Coenoby having used several charges from healing wands to make ourselves recover from our wounds. We were about to discuss what our next plans were, as Endo flipped idly though his spellbook muttering something about “dwarves” whilst grinning most...

Bedecked in illusory silks and satins, I fumbled with the strap for my lyre, and began singing a popular chant. Within a few moments, dozens of audience members were stamping their feet and clapping. My encouraging chant was picked up by the audience, and as they started to encourage my...

The following two weeks were fraught with activity. Between helping my friends spend their shares of the ill-gotten gains, I managed to find time to visit a number of coustumiers, meet with the nobility to discuss lizardmen in the swamp, and also to research and enchant a number of items for...

It was a bad day for Darmanicus. Run over that morning, killed in the evening, and then reduced to playing a griffon... Oh, and then reduced even further to playing a half orc... (Sorry, Igmut!)

...I've not written up the rules for the arena, as Morrus has them. Someone else can explain them, I reckon!

After dinner, we received an invitation from Eligos, and visited him the next day for lunch, where he announced that he had finished his investigations into the various matters we had asked him about. Whilst Endo the orc satisfied his newfound base instincts by cramming canapés into his mouth...

We returned, briefly, to an inn for a hearty meal and a series of baths. The next morning, I carried out a good deal of shopping, selling much of the captured drow equipment and passing round huge bags of cash to my comrades. Gleefully, Flynne suggested that we rent a mansion, and I achieved not...

Blinking, we emerged into the light of the streets. As we looked around (and I swiftly cast a minor spell to scrape the muck and stench from my clothes), we caught sight of a young man dashing past us clutching a bag of parchment scrolls and a hammer. As we watched, he withdrew one of the...

Up in the sky, face to face with the screaming Igmut, the illithid floated backwards slightly. The four thick-set tentacles squirmed in unison, and overhead I could see the air ripple slightly under some strange psionic pulse. As the ripple moved, the top of the green pond pulsed in sympathy...

Reaching the top of the stairs, we paused a short distance away as Flynne produced his tools and ran his hands over the massive stone door. Abruptly, there was a huge red-hot explosion which blossomed from inches away from his nose. A scream tore through the air, as we witnessed Flynne, hair...

Short addition by Malachite's player: Sheba's tale. .oOo. When i was little i had two brothers and a sister . Little runt was too small to fight us so when mother brought food he never got any and after a ferw days he stopped moving. The rest of us played and ate and grew and followed mother...

Below are listed all the items which I *think* I can make at the moment, together with their Caster Level, the spell required, and their book price. DMG: Hat of Disguise - CL1, Craft Wondrous, Disguise Self, 1,800gp Pipes of Sounding - CL2, Craft Wondrous, Ghost Sound, 1,800gp Cloak of...

Lurching forwards, the lumbering undead tottered; positively dripping worms to the floor as they paced towards Flynne in the doorway. Staring at the creature in horror, the elf darted backwards, raising his bow as he tumbled and then sending a single arrow slamming into the creature’s chest...