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<blockquote data-quote="Chronosome" data-source="post: 802073" data-attributes="member: 274">All is quiet on the arid plains.&nbsp; A gathering of children laugh and play in a field, dancing around a maypole to a tune played by a guardian bard.Quietly, hundreds of feet in the air, a small mote of light shines brighter than the sun.&nbsp; A few of the children stop their games and point, curious.&nbsp; One tugs the bard's sleeve as he plays his flute.&quot;Frequel, why has that star come so early?&quot;The bard's eyes grow wide...he knows the tales, the terrible tales.&nbsp; &quot;Little ones!&nbsp; Gather your things!&nbsp; We must away!&quot;&nbsp; He shouts to the smiling scamps, but it is too late...The &quot;star&quot;, now portal, expands to a tremendous size--revealing a dimension of utter darkness and negative energy...&nbsp; Suddenly, with a mirth-shattering roar, a great dead dragon launches itself from the skyhole!&nbsp; Its black flesh is tattered and rotten, and it's eyes glow a searing white...&nbsp; As the terrible beast dives toward the children, its ribcage opens as if hinged...&nbsp; Within this cavity is an iron throne, and a top the throne is HIM.Viarme, the Lich of the Void.As the dragon swoops, Viarme casts spells to paralyze children in space, for the necrowyrm to snatch more easily and throw into its ribcage.&nbsp; They must remain alive, thinks the lich, to power Castle Dreadwind's defenses through their sweet, slow agonies......Well, that came out a little more detailed than I thought it would! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Hey, guys!&nbsp; Describe your campaigns' villains' most depraved acts of BAD!!</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Chronosome, post: 802073, member: 274"] [color="red"]All is quiet on the arid plains. A gathering of children laugh and play in a field, dancing around a maypole to a tune played by a guardian bard. Quietly, hundreds of feet in the air, a small mote of light shines brighter than the sun. A few of the children stop their games and point, curious. One tugs the bard's sleeve as he plays his flute. "Frequel, why has that star come so early?" The bard's eyes grow wide...he knows the tales, the terrible tales. "Little ones! Gather your things! We must away!" He shouts to the smiling scamps, but it is too late... The "star", now portal, expands to a tremendous size--revealing a dimension of utter darkness and negative energy... Suddenly, with a mirth-shattering roar, a great dead dragon launches itself from the skyhole! Its black flesh is tattered and rotten, and it's eyes glow a searing white... As the terrible beast dives toward the children, its ribcage opens as if hinged... Within this cavity is an iron throne, and a top the throne is HIM. Viarme, the Lich of the Void. As the dragon swoops, Viarme casts spells to paralyze children in space, for the necrowyrm to snatch more easily and throw into its ribcage. [i]They must remain alive[/i], thinks the lich, [i]to power Castle Dreadwind's defenses through their sweet, slow agonies...[/i][/COLOR] ... Well, that came out a little more detailed than I thought it would! :) Hey, guys! Describe your campaigns' villains' most depraved acts of BAD!! [/QUOTE]

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