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  • » Danse Macabre By: slartibartfast
       1 Year, 7 Months, 1 Week, 6 Days, 5 Hours, 47 Minutes ago
  • » Creepers Tavern By: slartibartfast
       2 Years, 10 Months, 1 Week, 3 Days, 4 Hours, 33 Minutes ago
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Denizens of the Chill Squall By: slartibartfast
  1 Year, 6 Months, 2 Days, 4 Hours, 7 Minutes ago

The wind picked up to the point where it sounded like a chorus of a hundred howling banshees. Even deep in the cave, we all felt the temperature drop even further as the Chill Squall moved through; snatches of wind fingering in as if it was trying to pluck us out of our hole.

Gauntlets of Strength: A detailed analysis By: slartibartfast
  1 Year, 6 Months, 2 Weeks, 6 Days, 12 Hours, 15 Minutes ago
A slightly different spin on a magic item commonly found in the typical adventurer's arsenal.
Rod of the Grand Vizier By: slartibartfast
  1 Year, 7 Months, 1 Week, 6 Days, 2 Hours, 42 Minutes ago
"Healing? No, I'm fine; really. I'll heal up the next time we rest; not now. Thanks."
Danse Macabre By: slartibartfast
  1 Year, 7 Months, 1 Week, 6 Days, 5 Hours, 47 Minutes ago

Zig, zig, zig, Death in a cadence,
Striking with his heel a tomb,
Death at midnight plays a dance-tune,
Zig, zig, zig, on his violin.  

"I never want to hear another fiddle for as long as I live!" -Corwin Silvernail

Eustacius: the demiplane of twisted dreams By: slartibartfast
  1 Year, 10 Months, 1 Week, 14 Hours, 46 Minutes ago
As far as demiplanes go, Eustacius is not very large. It is more of a plane of thought, rather than physical substance; a set of several dozen realms which are interconnected by concepts rather than actual pathways.
Creepers Tavern By: slartibartfast
  2 Years, 10 Months, 1 Week, 3 Days, 4 Hours, 33 Minutes ago

Food, fun, and a mummy!

Arista the Protector By: slartibartfast
  3 Years, 1 Month, 2 Weeks, 4 Days, 14 Hours, 55 Minutes ago

"Did you remember to wash behind your ears?"

Clean Slate By: slartibartfast
  3 Years, 2 Months, 1 Day, 23 Minutes ago

Remember Harold and his purple crayon?

The other white meat By: slartibartfast
  3 Years, 2 Months, 6 Days, 3 Hours, 43 Minutes ago

You’ll never eat in this town again.

In Azur, the streets are crowded, and the PCs' poor grasp of Azuran makes it hard for them to find out why. Still, they shoulder their way through the crowds, trying to get to the house of the renowned wizard they seek, when suddenly they realise they are standing very much alone. The crowds have ceased their talking and their gazes are fixed on the PCs. The imperiously clothed man standing before them smiles and speaks in Azuran: "Ah! Volunteers! And so eager too!"
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