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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 23475xp of 74645xp complete.
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The Kessen Family Blade

A blade of darkest night turned to a different use, to teach and educate the knight?

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Condru-Hanra

It's not a weapon that kills people, it are the poeple who do so...

If only the one wording such comment knew better!

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The Dunshar

Seldom does one see a Dunshar 'nude', as an amorphous masses of jelly. They can animate mud, earth, stone or metal, and use them as a body to shield their fragile self.

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“ Somehow, someway, a band of gnomes learns how to be ninjas. In fine gnomish style, they open an academy to teach this art to other gnomes. Wacky Hijinks ensue. Or the gnomes become some of the finest assassins in the land. Or both.”
Siren no Orakio
“ A comet flies through the sky every so many years. During this time no fire is able to be lit anywhere the comet is visible.”
Strolen
“ A party of adventurers walk along late on an open plain, on a moonless night. Abruptly, War screams, the clanging of metal and death-cries are heard. It is an open plain, and nothing is seen, but the sound of a huge battle is all about them. The sounds continue for a half hour before stopping as suddenly as they started. What was it? Perhaps the ghouls of a long-gone battle, reliving their unfortunate last memories...”
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