kamina's SubmissionsReset Sort

kamina
February 22, 2007
Hits: 3072
Comments: 8
Ideas: 0
Votes: 7 / 4.571429
The Edge of Torment    Items  (Melee Weapons)   (Cursed)

Some say the blade is cursed and brings despair to any who own it, others believe that it is merely coincidental misfortune.

kamina
December 31, 2006
Hits: 7023
Comments: 12
Ideas: 0
Votes: 9 / 4.111111
The Song of Sorrow    Plots  (Discovery)   (Side-Quest)

The bard tuned his lyre for the 5th time. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. Ancient eyes greeted him.  This would be his last performance, it had to be perfect.

kamina
December 9, 2006
Hits: 4221
Comments: 11
Ideas: 0
Votes: 6 / 3.916667
Tepiltzin (tay PiL tsEn)    NPCs  (Minor)   (Combative)

The jaguar stood at the door of the temple. The smell of blood from within assailed his keen senses. He placed one paw, and then another, over the threshold. The priest walked to the door, as the sun’s light faded, and greeted the warrior Tepiltzin.

kamina
December 9, 2006
Hits: 3093
Comments: 11
Ideas: 0
Votes: 6 / 3.916667
Tlilpotonqui (Tleel po TON k)    NPCs  (Minor)   (Combative)

The party had driven the beasts to the edge of the cliffs, the kill was swift.  Tlilpotonqui smiled broad and warm.  It had been a fine day.  His smile faded as he spied the crescent Moon already hanging delicately in the sky.  The west was fading to pinks and golds.  In his excitement, he had forgotten the time.  He fell back, letting the party get well ahead, and turned towards the cliffs.  As the last rays of the Sun faded he dove towards the rocky waters below…

kamina

Selected Count ( 4 )

Category Selection




Random Idea Seed View All Idea Seeds

The Place of Black Snow

       By: Murometz

Wytchwolde-Under-Ash, once a great Thorpe, was razed to the ground by the ruthless, and truth told more than slightly deranged, Porcelain Princess and her henchmen, the Purifiers. When the flames had at last subsided, and a kaleidoscope of swirling, dull-gray ash choked the sky, nine hundred acres of old growth iron spruce, black larch and weeping birch, was burned to utter cinders, along with the entire coven of witches comprising the Sisterhood of the Silver Teat.

Now, centuries later, the forests are somewhat re-grown, and the town of Foolswater stands where Wytchwolde-Under-Ash once did. It is said that even to this day, one can still find ashes in the otherwise potable well-water of this village. Once a year during the Winter Solstice, the “Ash-Wind” comes to Foolswater, a suffocating black cloud that passes quickly but leaves dead birds and animals in its wake, darkening the trees, and staining the sky with black snow. The inhabitants of the village know better than to be caught outside during the day-long Ash-Wind. Everyone is locked snugly inside, singing old hymns that curse and re-curse the burned witches who once called this place home.

Ideas  ( Locations ) | October 18, 2013 | View | UpVote 4xp


Creative Commons License
Individual submissions, unless otherwise noted by the author, are licensed under the
Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License
and requires a link back to the original.

We would love it if you left a comment when you use an idea!
PayPal
Powered by Lockmor 4.1 with Codeigniter | Copyright © 2013 Strolen's Citadel
A Role Player's Creative Workshop.
Read. Post. Play.
Optimized for anything except IE.
0.0185