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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 33936^xp of 74645^xp complete.

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Hall of Honour

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Lifeforms | 370^xp

Bacon Elemental

The result of a disastrous summoning accident involving a fire elemental, a pig farm, and a farmer's daughter, bacon elementals can only be described as delicious.

Lifeforms | 270^xp

Glacier's Sigh

The delicate flower of the deepest Arctic, bearing the essence of ephemeral purity.

Lifeforms | 290^xp

The Kel'Regar: A Sci-Fi look at Elves

Twin-aspected aliens, the Kel’Regar are strange creatures, and their alien society, strange technology, and lithe bodies evoking the images of elves in some humans.

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“ Hold pieces close to the board for the chair swivels and the head naughts.”

Stealth

“ A low lying area will flood after rains causing many people to be stranded and many roads are covered with water and unuseable.”

Strolen

“ Stormbound, the ship rolls hard over to once side. All that is not strapped down is tossed violently overboard in a splash of freezing water. There, on the horizon- a tower. Squat, it stands alone on a tiny island. However, it's the only land in sight, and any more of this ferocious storm will crush the boat to splinters. Taking shelter within the ornate entryway of the squat tor, the party notes with interest that no signs of life break the silence of the stone tower. As they take another step forward, they realise why. Traps. This is the fabled tower of Brenji, a rich merchant who wished none to share his enormous wealth. He constructed this tower to store his gold- trapped and ready for any potential thieves. But the ingenious pitfalls and scything walls are not the only dangers within the silent walls of the building. A guardian, left behind by Brenji, still stalks these very halls. A rattling hiss echoes somewhere from below...”

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