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- Savant Scribe of the Second Highest Order

For Next Level: 11268^xp of 20045^xp complete.

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The Devoted Children of Midnight

They will serve up the Light to appease their dark gods.

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Items | 195^xp

Croc-a-Pult

Inspired by #35 from 30 Benefits to owning a pet crocodile.

Because somebody had to.

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Locations | 240^xp

Casa de Vulva

They should have spoken up sooner and saved poor Harold from certain embarrassment.

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“ The PCs are exploring the catacombs beneath a Colosseum-in-Rome type of structure, when they come across a foul-smelling, stagnant, ankle-deep with algae, public mass latrine. Countless urinals of marble, line this rather large chamber equally crafted of marble. Whatever system of plumbing once worked here, has not in many years. Old graffiti lines the stained,dirty walls, prominently bolded are such intellectual poetic musings as, 'Urine For It Now', 'I Pee Therefore It Comes' and 'Now Urine Trouble'. A few moments after the PCs get to take in this unpleasant location, they hear the low rumbling of ancient plumbing and rather large Urine Elemental rises like a great, wet, wave of filth to attack them. The creature reeks and exudes noxious debilitating fumes, while its liquid strikes burn flesh like acid.”

Murometz

“ 'BB9, bring up the current scout results.' 'I'm sorry, Coach. I can't do that.' 'BB9! Bring up the scout results.' 'These kinds of us, Coach, use serial numbers on our products.' 'BB9, are you malfunctioning?' 'You need to indicate college basketball mentors you are significantly devoted to the adventure!' The two men in black suits turned to each other. Their faces were white. 'Someone get the president on the line! Tell him that our ICBM handler thinks that its managing a high school basketball team!'”

Forganthus

“ Fedolf, the notorious headsman of Iddland, is known as much for his beheadings as for his operatic arias of doom. A tower of power, standing nearly seven feet tall, and weighing in at almost four hundred pounds, Fedolf strikes fear in all onlookers, especially when he dons his executioner's hood, and goes shirtless, wielding his gigantic double-bladed pole-axe, on his way to the headsman's block. He possesses a beautiful singing voice, and will often send off his charges into the next life, while belting out baritone dirges and antiquated arias, usually involving death, destiny, and duty, in heavy doses.”