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“Bombardment! We’re being attacked!!” a guard runs through the city, shouting. The attack came at nightfall, of course. Not that it mattered; the disc of blackness emanating from the large spire being carried by the storm giants was enough to block out the sun over the city as it is. The...

Ha ha... Some strange issues you run into when there are giants who aren't very smart in the party.

The preparations were underway. Ogrim was out in the fields beyond the city’s moat every day, setting up tar and mud traps. The rain helped with the mud immensely. Eltharion went to the nearby forest, about a day away. He bonded with the animals and found a cheetah that took a liking to him...

The gnoll’s five-man boat is seating seven. Bloodthorne flies along side of the boat whenever anyone gets too uncomfortable. Viknen, Eltharion, Ogrim, Grog, and the two rowing gnolls squeeze in on their cramped ride to the mainland. After a full 12 hours of rowing, they finally reach the...

What a stick in the mud. Good stuff. :D

Bonus Holiday Post! No time for a real update, so I'll just show you Viknen Shadowdweller's character. Viknen Shadowdweller, 56 year old gnoll Adept 8 / Hexer 8. S7 D5 C8 I16 W23 Ch13. Update on Monday!

Grog dives in, the spittle flying from his mouth, and he grabs onto the huge gnoll’s legs. With a swift motion the gnoll falls on top of him. The gnoll is no stranger to wrestling, and he grabs ahold of Grog with two muscled arms. Grog wiggles free and rolls to his feet, slugging the gnoll in...

Almost unveiling time! I think I'll have a contest to see who can guess which characters are PCs and which are NPCs. Heh. Heh heh heh...

That is pretty impressive. Wanna make it four?

Here's my entry. Quick background: the Heroes have are assaulting the Iron Fortress for the third time. The last time they went in, they killed a few of the leaders, and one pit fiend got away. They're going back in to finish off the pit fiend, steal the relic blade they're rebuilding, and...

“How long have we been walking…?” Eltharion asks, his legs and feet aching from the long march. “Almost 12 hours,” Ogrim answers matter-of-factly. “C’mon, we’re almost there, I can tell,” Bloodthorne says, his magical cape enabling him to float along next to them. Not that he’d tire, anyway...

After a good rest, the Heroes gather. “Bloodthorne, where were you yesterday? We could have used your help!” The Necromancer seems annoyed. “So, are we goin’ back in now?” Bloodthorne stays oblivious. “Impossible…” The Necromancer is quite flustered. “Okay, okay. Blaze is down, but we’re...

I already said I love Morrus. But I had to repeat.

I love you Morrus. Love - like, real love. You know what I mean. *wink wink* *nudge nudge*

Poor Paquito. :(

Slow down buddy, you gotta buy me a drink first.

Only slightly. :p

Us 'Jan 2002'ers need to stick together.

“I’m ready to go back in,” Blaze says emphatically. The Heroes gather. Bloodthorne is nowhere to be found. “He probably went wandering off again…” The Necromancer says. “We don’t have time to wait around for him, let’s get going.” The Necromancer casts fly on everybody. He then casts haste...

Help save Nothingland! I'll do my part... :D