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As the Crone Flies
Smiling toothlessly to herself, the plump, old woman shuffles out of the filthy pig-shed where a young woman was being held. A special young...
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Welcome back to the world of Fissa gentle (and not so gentle) men! For slightly over a hundred years, life has been good. Since the long a...
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It was nice to get a unanimously positive response to my ‘Shall we play or shall we go’ post, albeit with an odd caveat. I hadn’t even remot...
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It’s been nearly four months since our last online session and over a month since my last overblown Orange-inn expositional post. I’ve hope...
Hey, who, oh, but wait, he's neked, lol
ReplyDeleteJust a visual and audial reminder of the Party's first encounter. A Half-Elf bard, naked other than his summoned little mandolin, protecting his... Little mandolin. Rifkin used his charms to 'persuade' Liga Bur to help him recover his clothes, equipment and real (it was my Father's) mandolin from the Purple gang. The gang he'd been very recently a member of. The Party were successful, with only their leader; Spider Murphy, escaping alive. :)
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