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Arachnartids, the Slaves of Felenthur

'Eight legged, human body, magical and damnation. That's what they are'

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Noremdar, The Vast World of the Creator

'Before everything else, there's only orbs, and then The Creator creates his majestic creations from them' - Vleda, The Master Archive

'From the Three Orbs, I created Felenthur from the Dark Orb and then Impthus from the Light Orb. Last but not least, the world that holds my garden' - Book of Pen, Words of The Creator, pg 200

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“ Fidlin, a gnome wizard with a paission making animals smarter and his Trusty 'side-kick' Kat a greatsword weilding badger of uncommon power. Kat, walks upright with the greatsword slug over his back, and yes he knows he has a girls name.(don't remind him)”
celticring
“ The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning. The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast. The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.”
Kid Cannibal
“ A large bamboo like plant grow on a shoreline. Rather than growing round like conventional bamboo, this type of grass is shaped more like celery, and mature stalks just need the ends trimmed for ready made canoes.”
Agar
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