The Quintessential SH Pimpin' Thread

ForceUser

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Welcome to mythic Vietnam...

PERHAPS it was an ape. Or perhaps a demon, swathed in an ape’s form and mimicking an ape’s gait. It shambled out of the ferns and bamboo, shaking rainwater off its fur and snorting like a bull. The ape-demon stood eight feet tall on its knuckles, with an orange-red coat and pitch-black skin. Tiny crimson eyes sat deep within its shadowed face, and large white incisors hung limp as the creature swiveled its massive head towards the party.

It roared.

The horses screamed and bucked in fear and confusion, and the party tried desperately to get them under control. The monkeys in the trees screeched deafeningly, and the adventurers yelled, adding their small noise to the anarchy of sound. The ape-demon beat its chest in fury and strode back and forth atop the ridge, claming dominance and challenging the newcomers. Lei shouted “Dismount! Dismount!” and dove off his war-horse, hitting the mud and rolling to his feet, longspear in hand. Vinh jumped nimbly off his steed and landed in the ready position, his kama-do poised to strike. Most of the others also dismounted as they could, although Tran firmly refused to get off his horse, terrified as it was. Hien wasn’t sure who was more frightened, horse or rider. Mai slunk to the right of the road, intending to hide in the trees.

The ape charged.

It thundered down the ridge, a guttural roar echoing in its wake. Its fangs glittered, and saliva trailed behind it as its powerful forearms dug for traction in the moist earth. The creature crashed towards the closest intruder: Long Lei. Fourteen hundred pounds of raging ape descended upon the one hundred sixty pound mercenary with death in its eyes. Lei whipped his longspear around desperately, planting it in the soil at his feet. He braced his legs, whispered a prayer to his ancestors and gritted his teeth, snarling as the demon bore down upon him. Somewhere behind him, someone yelled. Then the world went black and red.

The ape crashed into Lei’s spear like a meteor from heaven. The point drove through its stomach, intestines, and right lung, finally exiting three inches right of its spine. A red explosion consumed Lei’s vision; blistering fire lanced up his arms. His legs buckled, and one knee collapsed, sinking deep into the mud as a hellish weight crushed him to the ground.



--- ForceUser's Vietnamese Adventures Story Hour!
 
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Milo Windby

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Frog's 1st Edition Madness!

Observe as the RBDM Frog pits Milo and crew against such 1st edition classics as The Keep on the Borderlands and the original Temple of Elemental Evil. Relive your glory days or learn anew the dastardly traps and pitfalls the creators of third edition cut their baby teeth on. Newly converted to third edition rules!

Milo, the hapless halfling, Brigit, the surly dwarf, Mazithra, the vain elf, and Jeremiah the silent barbarian are tossed together in a whirl of events that slowly unravel their own personal mysteries. Will Milo's god suffer the ultimate price as His people are slaughtered one by one? Will Brigit ever find her missing family and free her father from the forges of hell? Will Mazithra take her place as the Guardian of the elven forests or can she escape her destiny? Will Jeremiah return to his people in time to lead them to victory? The only way to find out is to read Milo Windby's Collected Story Hour!
 
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seasong

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seasong's story hour

Come enjoy a third person omnicient, past tense narrative, with little snippets about the world sprinkled amidst the posts. We're just getting started (3 of 5 posts into the Prologue, with a few posts of Chapter One: Mountain Thunder waiting in the wings), so you can follow the characters from their earliest beginnings to their legendary end.
 


MerakSpielman

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ok, I'll go ahead and pimp.
Click the link in my sig for my story hour.
read about the Heroes of Silleria as they attempt to foil a Vampire Lord's attempt to destroy civilization as we know it! They are hopelessly outmatched, on a tight time limit, and have no idea where to start looking in his huge fortress to solve their mission. Fairly average-powered 11/12th level party with absurdly clever (at times) players and a killer DM.

Read and enjoy!
 


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