(IR) The Imaginary IR

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Wolf God receives these advertisements. He goes to Rel Mord.

Later, the organizers deeply regret that they were not more specific about the details of the buffet at the gambling halls. Apparently, it wasn't clear that the dancers weren't on the menu.

 

[Bugbear]

The Wolf God receives these advertisements. He goes to Rel Mord.

Later, the organizers deeply regret that they were not more specific about the details of the buffet at the gambling halls. Apparently, it wasn't clear that the dancers weren't on the menu.

To The Wolf God:
Two dozen dancing girls devoured at the all you can eat buffet. We are willing to overlook this small misunderstanding, provided you are willing to tell everyone about the delights and wonders of Rel Mord, where Life means Living!

Meanwhile, Quadrone, the last Modron is taken in by a monastery near the Gnatmarsh. He is accepted by the Blind warrior monks there and is taught their ways. But when the Monastery is burned to the ground by a band of Ninjas dressed in pink, Quadrone escapes and swears revenge.

Quadrone (The Last Modron) travels the land helping the weak and fighting injustice as he searches for the Pink Ninjas who destroyed his home and killed his freinds...

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Wolf God arranges for a pair of rose-tinted glasses to be placed on Quadrone, the Last Modron. Hilarity and mass slaughter ensue as everyone now appears to him to be a Pink Ninja.

 

[William Ronald]

Al'Akbar announces that the Baklunish Empire has successfully made contact with giants from a previously unknown air world in Greyspace. The diplomatic contacts were so successful that the giants decided to join the Baklunish Empire. One of their high officials has accepted the previously unfilled position as ambassador to Iuz in (what's left of) Dorakaa. Thus, the Empire of Iuz first encounters the legendary Gas Giants of Greyspace.

A band of gas giants make their way to Miranda to argue the cause of peace with Demogorgon. They come bearing gifts of rice and beans.

Additionally, the Baklunish Empire announces the discovery of ancient ruins. Five beings are revived from a state of suspended animation. The Baklunish Empire proudly announces that it has acquired the services of the Geriatric Cyborg Mutant Ninja Squirrels and their mentor, the armadillo Too-bifor. They accompany the gas giants ready to meet with Demogorgon.

Al'Akbar, Daoud, and Azor-alq use their magics to create multiple prismatic walls to protect Ekbir from attack, much as has been done in the city of Varna in Aliador. (OOC: Edena, a wall of force might withstand atomic attack. Similarly, a prismatic wall can only be fully penetrated by some effects NOT duplicated by an atomic bomb.)

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Quadrone (The Last Modron) travels the land helping the weak and fighting injustice as he searches for the Pink Ninjas who destroyed his home and killed his freinds...

Oops, did we throw in our laundry with the White Ninjas' again?

 

[Bugbear]

The Wolf God arranges for a pair of rose-tinted glasses to be placed on Quadrone, the Last Modron. Hilarity and mass slaughter ensue as everyone now appears to him to be a Pink Ninja.

Unfortunately, The wolf God's sinister plan fails, as Quadrone, The last Modron, like all Modrons, is completely color blind.

Al'Akbar, Zagyg, Murlund, The Wolf God, Demogogon, Daoud, Azor-alq, Ye-Cind, Lady Shadow, Archcleric Hazen, Eilistraee, and some guy named Walter Smitty all receive letters from the Over-God Rhynnon, written on strips of bark in what appears to be crayon. The letters urge the addressees to accept Rhynnon as their Saviour before it is too late.

In Rel Mord, the United Thieves Guild announces the first annual great hunt. The Great hunt is a dungeoning scavenger hunt open to all interested adventuring parties of levels five though ten. The first prize is the Regalia of Lordly Might and an exclusive sponsorship and advertising contract. The entrance fee is 100,000 GP.

The Pink Ninjas strike again, this time detonating a massive stink bomb in the city of Greyhawk, rendering it uninhabitable of years. No one dies in the attack, but everyone is throughly disgusted.

The Nyrond Free States begin exporting there peculiar culture to everyone else, whether they want it or not. Troupes of Folk Singers, Tie-dyed t-shirt merchants, Drug Dealers, and women of questionable morality descend upon every nation in the world. Nothing seems to stop them.

The NFS also urges everyone to stop throwing up all these walls and such as it only encourages the war-mongers. Instead they say, why don't you try giving a little love, because that's all you really need.

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The Wolf God enters an adventuring party in the Great Hunt. It consists of ~1500 Sor 10; the fact that they're all rakshasa is overlooked.

The vast majority of other parties are mysteriously eaten.


The Wolf God expresses his love of fine dining to the Nyrondese Free States. Hippy is reported to taste like chicken.

 

[William Ronald]

Let's give Edena of Neith a big thank you for setting up the Imaginary IR and all his hard work in the 5th IR and the previous IRs. Thank you for your dedication, your wild imagination, and all your efforts.

 

[Bugbear]

The Wolf God enters an adventuring party in the Great Hunt. It consists of ~1500 Sor 10; the fact that they're all rakshasa is overlooked.

The vast majority of other parties are mysteriously eaten.


The Wolf God expresses his love of fine dining to the Nyrondese Free States. Hippy is reported to taste like chicken.

Your Rakasha army is disqualified. An adventuring party, according to the Great Hunt Adventuring Association (GHAA) rules, is four members (ECL 0 Races).

When they return to your lands you find that severial are missing however. Inqueres into the mattere reveil that the beast trainers Regfreid and Soy have taken them to use in there animal show.

 

[Bugbear]

Let's give Edena of Neith a big thank you for setting up the Imaginary IR and all his hard work in the 5th IR and the previous IRs. Thank you for your dedication, your wild imagination, and all your efforts.

Indeed. Three cheers for Edena of Neth!