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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 17362^xp of 74645^xp complete.

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Hell Knight: The Tragedy of Celsia Rimeheart.

Sometimes what begins as a Fairy Tale can end in misery. The tale of Celsia Frostblossom is testament to this.

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Bandage Beasts

Deep within the shifting sands, natives whisper of creatures trapped within ancient tombs, their insane wails audible through feet of solid stone seals.
Read, now, as I delve through the mystery and bring forth the facts about the Tah'k Mumz'kar; the Bandage Beast; The Mummy.

Scroll of mute

Ever had that oh-so-annoying companion, that just wouldnt shut up? Here is the perfect remedy.

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“ While walking through the mountains, emerging from several small crevasse near you and begin attacking the party member with the most exposed skin. The Beez are creatures the size of a fist, with minimal stats but high agility. There is ten or more beez. Their sting causes a immediate loss of hitpoints.”

Fallen Angel

“ A powerful wizard that the PCs encounter is completely silent. He does not speak and cannot be heard as he moves. Even his spells are silent, but his magic is just as potent. He has a tendency to summon invisible chairs, place foes in invisible boxes of force, and other 'mime tricks'.”

Wulfhere

“ One day a a wind begins to blow out of the West. The next day it gets stronger. And stronger still the next few days. Eventually (and fortunately), the speed of the wind tops out at a steady fifty miles an hour, but continues to blow. Soon an entire kingdom is wondering why it's not abating. The weather mages deem it unnatural but can't seem to banish or control it. The priests of various faiths claim it's divine. The End-Of-Days crowd is having a field day with their predictions of doom. No one knows why the gale persists. When inquiring with neighboring kingdoms, it seems they too suffer from a persistent western mistral. Eventually the populace begins to adapt to living with a twenty four hour a day wind. Always from the West, and perpetual. What could be causing this? A raging Elemental king? a curse from the gods? an unearthed artifact? Or has Nature itself gone haywire?”

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