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Half a universe away, the fourfold furnaces of Gehenna raged with their unending, pyroclastic fury and high upon the second mount, their crowning triumph, the Tower Arcane, erupted from Krangath’s burning slopes as a nail in the yugoloth crucifixion of the Lower Planes. “And what then would the...

And now that I've more or less recovered from pneumonia, I just came down with Covid for the first time ever. I swear that there's a baernaloth coughing/giggling and sticking pins in a voodoo doll of my lungs right now. That being said, if you wanted to post a long, rambling theory on the...

Actively writing an update and plan to post it over the holiday weekend. Delayed only because I have pneumonia :P

Ouch. Gleemax 2.0 :/

ponder Depends on how 'me' I was going to be in a game. Either the creature in question might be invisible to that particular baernaloth or immune to many of its powers, or the encounter would end with a fade to black, a delightedly giggling baernaloth, and the creature ending up 'enlightened'...

His physical body situated within the depths of Khin-Oin, in a room that should not have existed within the spatial constraints of the vast columns of god-bone that his kind had carved the great tower from, Vorkannis the Ebon paused for a moment of introspection. Then, with the scarcest bit of...

Everything will come full circle on that word. To quote the Chronicler, standing in the Vale of Frozen Ashes, from the first page of the storyhour: "All that remains to be done is to wait and to watch for the signs to manifest themselves. Isn’t that right?"

“Clearly my dear, you understand the legal position we find ourselves within?” His voice was cultured, with a tone of smug superiority that came with the overeducated and wealthy members of Sigil high-society who’d originated from somewhere on the Material plane, rather than growing up within...

He would seem to be doing just that!

To be perfectly honest, nimicri finally snapping and attacking the 'loths was almost entirely due to the needs of the pacing of the campaign and to involve the PCs since they'd already been introduced to the warped Nilesia copies, so it seemed an appropriate time to bring things finally full...

Previously: She wasn’t sure how long she’d lay there in the darkness, chained to the wall, periodically fed starvation rations, and in turn periodically fed upon by the wriggling, newborn mimic-moon that the Oinoloth had ripped free of its mother and stolen away. She was a means to an end, and...

The cover art isn't bad at all, I rather like it (minus the inexplicable absence of her razorvine...), but the miniature based on it makes me think that the art director for the mini simply gave that cover art headshot to the mini sculptor and nothing further for reference whatsoever, so we got...

Thank you so much! <3 I'm working on the next update!

They were happy to leave Gehenna, happy to step off of the living moon of Nimicri, delighted even as Tristol invoked the words to a gate, focusing upon the distant, nearly magnetic pull of Nimicri’s child afforded by the piece of fleshy cobblestone that its parent had provided them. Happiness...

All I'm going to say is that there's a reason that the Upper Planes haven't become involved -well- prior to this point in time. When we get to that point, you'll understand why. :)

**** “Now what?” Fyrehowl shook her head as she peered up into the void that stretched between the slopes of the Furnace and the drifting, tidally locked moon high above. “Now we go the long way up and try not to get spotted.” The lupinal and then the others collectively turned to glance at...

Toras rolled his eyes and took a long, preemptive swig from his mug. “Another invitation from esteemed and oh so mortal, Material Plane dwelling associate, Lord Abat?” Florian asked, mirroring Toras’s motion a split second after asking her question. They all knew the answer to the question...

I lurk. I won't say it's a bad idea, but I wouldn't do it myself. Though admittedly I've been playing almost entirely within the Pathfinder cosmology for years upon years now (as I've written a good chunk of it) and I haven't been enthusiastic about how WotC has handled the planes in 5e.

The Oinoloth returned to the summit of Khin-Oin heralded with a snarling eruption of black fire and the sound of a chorus of wailing voices, an atypical presentation for a teleportation spell for certain, but one that reflected the archfiend’s mood after his encounter with the Architect...

Oh you have precious little idea how -DELIGHTED- it made me to see your post and your speculation on the storyhour's metaplot. I absolutely eat this sort of thing up! :D I'm never going to publicly answer such speculation, and to my recollection nobody has yet been absolutely spot on correct...