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Encounters on July 11th, 2008 |
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The PCs befriend a dragon, who decides to start adventuring with them. At first, things go great– the dragon is an incredible ally.
Things quickly proceed down hill from there. The dragon accidentally toasts a cherished mount, demolishes buildings with its tail, and claims anything that’s valuable and not nailed down as its own (as well [...]
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Peculiar Places on July 9th, 2008 |
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Wilderness
As you walk through The Dancing Wood, you hear a wind like a thousand whispers. All the trees are sentient and capable of both movement and speech, but they move at an incredibly slow place, dozens to hundreds of times slower than you or I. As a result, there doesn’t appear to be anything unusual [...]
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Site Stuff on July 8th, 2008 |
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Announcing my latest creation, Treasure Trove. What Treasure Trove does is, simple, lets you find all magic items meeting a certain criteria (type, source and level range). Useful since there’s been quite a few new magic items released in Dungeon and Dragon.
Fun facts (based on current statistics and guaranteed to get out of date as [...]
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Friends & Foes on July 7th, 2008 |
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Urban
Lexandr Ibanov was the definition of a self-made man. His mother was a prostitute impregnated by a sailor, and he grew up destitute in the docks district of Kardiev. He took up odd jobs around the docks as a child and eventually became a sailor himself. By the age of thirty, Lexandr had made a [...]
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Site Stuff on July 4th, 2008 |
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Rural,
Warforged
Fuller Murdoch wasn’t born with that name. In a sense, he wasn’t born at all, actually. though you probably shouldn’t try to convince his parents of that. Fuller, you see, is a warforged, but one in an unusual predicament. In addition to his warforged personality, he also has the mind of a former comrade-in-arms permanently [...]
Something odd happened in the city of Ling’hurak one day: reapers started dying. The hive never reacted to the metatons’ destructions, at least not in any way visible to the squatters living there, but a reaper’s unmoving shell is a bizarre and unforgettable sight in the city.
The culprit is a peculiar reaper designated 12-8-x, though [...]