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- Archmaster of Skillfull Ink Slinging

For Next Level: 355^xp of 5190^xp complete.

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Iziah Ph'rrall

Most people wake up in the morning hoping something interesting will happen today, Iziah just hopes to wake up in the morning...

Corticus the Strong

Ppoor little Corticus, born much smaller then the other fauns. Someone needs to help him out, someone needs to build him up...

Systems | 60^xp

The Deck of the White Sorcerer

This is a combat system for those with magic deck of cards. It allows PCs to utilize their card playing skills to resolve RPG combat.

If your character has access to such a deck, you will use these rules.

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“ The party receives a poorly written call for aid from a nearby mountain community. When they arrive, the town is overrun by trolls, but where are the villagers?”

Gran Pays

“ The journey had been a long one and now they had entered the mountains. After an entire day spent on paths cut into the mountainside and through moss covered coniferous woods, they encounter a desperate young mountain tribal. He is searching for his beloved wife and his elder brother, both of whom he got separated from after an unsuccessful attempt to kill a cave bear. The last thing he saw was the cave bear in full pursuit of his wife. He could not help her as he had been knocked to the ground by the raging beast, and was struggling to regain full consciousness. The tribal will be clearly nervous and urges them to look for his wife during their travels. He will stay in his village a couple of miles to the north and pleads for assistance should they recover his wife, whether she be dead or alive. On the next day of travel, they will journey upon a dim track in the forest and while they are preparing to ascend another path cut into the mountainside, they hear moans of lust from somewhere nearby. Upon closer inspection they will spy a young tribal woman in the heat of the act with an elder tribal male. They are consummating their forbidden love on the cold mountain moss, and beside them lay the skinned and slaughtered carcass of a huge bear.”

Ancient Gamer

“ The Wizard-Brewers of the Old Empire stored memories in bottles of mead, passing their brightest ideas, most subtle magics, and most important decisions on to their heirs in bottles of oddly-flavored honey-wine. A cache of these ancient magical vintages has been unearthed, but does anyone dare drink from it? The ancient mead's creator is a complete mystery, as are the thoughts he left behind.”

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