Thirty Lovers, walking hand in hand in moonlit groves, cuddling, kissing, and doing other, more private, romantic things…
-Heroes scatter under barrage of grey energy spheres-
"You know kids, you didn’t mind when Captain Liberty took you down. He did it with honor, with respect, and followed the rules. Not you kids today. For you, it is all about The Power. Just as soon shoot you as take you in. And really young lady, would your mother approve of that costume? Not that the rest of you dress much better. What standard are you idiots setting for the young kids of today?"
"Get up. Don’t you have any pride? A novice should have been able to avoid that attack. You have a total lack of grit. Don’t lie there and moan. Get up. And that surprise maneuver you two are attempting. I have to tell you, not so much of a surprise. Now, stop standing there wide eyes and slack jawed. Do something. "
"You are heroes for Gods sake. Start acting like it."
A modern day doctor who’s lack of morality has led him down dark demoniacally unnatural paths he hopes will give him complete control over his patients lives.
Rage, lady assassin of the streets and defender of the downtrodden.
Even the Thoron may thirst for knowledge, and Embraced-A-Star has chosen the most direct route it can find to new discoveries. It chooses to go where no other creature can.
Brave Olgiherga Ogerhunch, ogre hunter of the Ostrobogs and fenstalker.
A two-woman rock band of the future, Seh’Ahna and Tara Watt are well known for their vividly suggestive music and for the riots they tend to leave behind.
Hazenbrazen & Gribaldy: Two Necromancers taking over the world one corpse at a time.
They go together like a horse and carriage.
This I tell you brother, You can’t have one without the other.
The yang and yin team of Connor, the Urban Paladin, and Heather, The Mystic Cleric, is very effective as his pragmatism is balance by her optimism, her enthusiasm and idealism are tempered by his cautious paranoia, his wounds are healed by her, and she is kept alive by his sword. This effectiveness aside, Connor and Heather are not your normal adventurous members of The Church. Nor are they a couple.
"Humans think of plants as food and decoration, but they are living creatures in their own right."
"I wish ‘ere were some way a bloke could pick up business in dis dreary ol town…Oh wait!
White Rock is a fishing village just off the main coastal road, not too far from a town and a bit farther from a city. Named for the white boulders that are found around these parts, the village is built on a protected cove that has a small set of streams outletting into it. The weather is a bit cold in the winter, but the summers can be quite pleasant. The fishing is fairly good in these waters. It is on its way to becoming a tiny town.
"Let death be not only merciful, but elegant."
Brine S’Vick is the Shark Lord, a giant man amongst the ocean curent.
Come hither peasant!
We all go a little mad…sometimes
Soft, squeezable, and potentially deadly. Mallow is to be cuddled and feared!
Once an outcast spirit of the cold, now the malevolent lord of a realm of winter unending…
Frozen to death by a penny pinching, cruel landlord, the Frozen Woman has found her vengeance against her killer, and now seeks to destroy those who might do unto others what was done unto her.
With a huge number of sacrificial victims, another realm long ago secretly bound a Prince of the land spirits, Iorstonn by name, thus ensuring the fertility, and improving the magical defences, of their realm. But binding that Prince to one spot has disrupted the weather and magical patterns (ley lines?) over half the continent. Things have become bad enough that a coalition has been formed to rectify the situation, once divinations have established the cause.
Your party is one of the teams assembled to do the rectification: find the binding object and steal it ("so that we can destroy it here in our realm, of course"...*) or destroy it over there. Presumably the Prince will be grateful to his rescuers and angry at the binders, but with a greater spirit like Iorstonn one can never be sure: such beings are "tricksy".
* Of course, the rulers of our realm might want to control Iorstonn for their own ends...