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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 33433^xp of 74645^xp complete.

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They Grew in the Telling - Traveler's Tales

'Ye've 'eerd th' one 'bout th' king who'll send 3000 gold royals te th' lucky man thet sends 'im a letter back t' test th' Royal Mail, an' ye heerd aboot th' succubus that makes off wi' mens' kitlins after she 'as 'er way wi' em, but ha' ye heerd aboot th' beggar lad that wants a stone from ever' village in th' kingdom?

Organizations | 275^xp

The Chosen of Uep-Hawet

Transformed by the Ghulscorch Ague, the Lords of the Ghouls walk among us...

Organizations | 220^xp

The Heirs of Polimanus

Considered to be misshapen freaks or demonic menaces by the superstitious, these many-armed people dwell as outcasts on the fringes of human society, abused and reviled.

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“ A slight rustle of the wind... and it stands before you. A Unicorn, whiter and more beautiful than you ever imagined it. It has deep wonderful eyes, and you can't help but admire this creature. It came to have a look at you, and now it freely goes. You have not the heart to stop it, and it silently vanishes between the trees. Note: unless specially needed, this encounter should never happen again.”

manfred

“ When people die of "natural causes" they are not really dead even if you see them in the casket they are still alive in a certain state that they find pleasurable so they pretend to be dead and are laid to rest and rest they do for they are vampires and they will wait in their resting place until the time of their returning to us a pledge has been made with them that if they wait until Christopher Ryan Garrison is one of them for he will not die of natural causes like them they will be nice to them.”

Stealth

“ The party is walking through the forest at night when they come upon a clearing. Half a dozen black-robed corpses lie scattered across the ground, and a pentagram of blood is shoddily drawn in the dirt. It seems these people summoned something they could not control. Whether or not the demon returns is up to the GM, but it would be just as rich if the demon never returned, and for the rest of the night, every stray sound or odd shadow will be jumped at!”

Shadoweagle