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Fin Rabbitslayer

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XP	355
Level	5
Level Title	Noble Minion of Scribbling

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Fin Rabbitslayer	Urk By: Fin Rabbitslayer Every now and then someone truly extraordinary is born, even to a race of kobold like creatures. NPCs Minor Mystical	by Fin Rabbitslayer 185^xp 11 replies 8310 views 2 HoHs
Fin Rabbitslayer	Fin By: Fin Rabbitslayer A flamboyant sea captain with a small crew and vessel. He searches the seas for any and all cultural legends, simply out of curiousity. NPCs Minor Travelers pirate	by Fin Rabbitslayer 65^xp 4 replies 6546 views

“ Darklings are a kind of Halflings living in the sewer of medium to large cities. Even though they smell badly and are quite dirty, Darklings are friendly and clever. They try to limit the knowledge about their existence to only a small number of trustworthy persons, including player characters. Darklings trade in information. Money, weapons and magical items have no value for them. This is why they hide beneath the sewer grates, listening to all that is said in the city above.”

Clemmensen

“ FIREBALL L3 Wiz As I walk through devastated landscape only one thought burns in my head. Revenge.I was a normal adventuring wizard, dungeon delving and putting out innocents fires. Ha, fire.After years of trying to find out what happened, the truth is unfolding for me, a second word has entered my vocabulary. Castinlig. a name put to the scorched earth. The one who did this. He was too powerful and too greedy.He summoned the king of the djinn and a supposedly perfect wish w incredible power behind it. Fire ball now has a 100 mile radius and is locked at 7d6. I didn't know this when I cast it for the first time in days. My party was wiped out and I would have been too except my ring of total fire resistance saved me. But not my friends. I scavenge for food and a potions, really all I can and have to do.I will find him. ( a solo game for a l7 wiz)”

Aramax

“ The Pcs discover an ancient, dusty oil lamp, somewhere in the bowels of a dungeon. Naturally they 'rub it', and out pops a wizened, old djinn. So far so good. Then it speaks... 'Ah at last, at last I am free! Now grant me my wish!' When the PCs explain that they are the ones that should be granted a wish, the malignant djinn explains to them that his particular oil-lamp has a curse placed upon it. Whomsoever releases the entity inside shall be geased to grant the djinn's wish to the best of their ability. Groans ensue from the party. The djinn rubs his wrinkled hands, grins, and proceeds to name his wish. What could it be?”

Murometz