God of Strength in the Night, Hiding your Numbers, and The Silent Kill.
Why is all the rum gone?
That crazy fellow over there just poured it all into his boots!
Now with Bonus Item!
The Hunter, with his bow nocked, moved quietly through the underbrush. Not quietly enough. The Elgr spotted him; he had no idea what he was looking at: It was an eight foot tall Elk standing upright, and not only was it standing… it was… dancing? Quickly twirling with ribbons streaming from its antlers, it was coming closer…
A wet brown sack… FULL OF MAGGOTS!
You just lost The Game.
Ever wonder what secret a Wizard’s beard holds? How did it get so long? Has this man really not shaved for that long?
She wore an odd blue gem stud in her navel, it was a very attractive piece of jewlery. But, I just couldn’t seem to get her drunk.
Bringing more fantastic elements to the old classic.
Hazenbrazen & Gribaldy: Two Necromancers taking over the world one corpse at a time.
Who would want to make food you can’t eat? What purpose does this insane oven exist for?
Ever want to be half-man half-horse? Probably not, but these shoes can make it happen.
"Hell hath no fury like MY RIGHT FOOT!" Shardath yelled as he stomped upon the holy ground.
And… The Young Thug pulled out a… Dead Rat? Didn’t see that coming.
You see a glowing figure, four feel tall, it looks like it has been waiting for you. Suddenly, it flies right through you, and it looks like its coming around for another pass…
"Whats this do?" Asked the visting Human.
"That," Dugfar replied. "Is my- Wait! Don’t tou-"
...and with that they were buried alive.
Brine S’Vick is the Shark Lord, a giant man amongst the ocean curent.
Soft, squeezable, and potentially deadly. Mallow is to be cuddled and feared!
Frosty the Snowman. Is a fairytale they say. He was made of snow. But the children know. How he came to life one day…
There must have been some magic. In that old silk hat they found. For when they placed it on his head. He began to dance around…
Half-Man, Half-Bull? Surely you’re joking. But if it’s Dungeon Crawling you need to do there’s nobody better than The Minotaurs.
"First, he pointed that giant metal rod at me and out came a glass vial, it exploded next to me! Next thing you know, out comes a friggin’ bear! Then, as if that wasn’t bad enough, he sticks it in the ground. It expands and he walks into it to get a snack!" - Xzud, Experimental Arms Dealer.
A tribal society which lives on the harsh Northern Plains consider it dishonourable to slay an enemy without looking it full in the face. Any missile weapon is treated with derision and contempt, while rangers and other archers are denied entrance to the tribal villages.