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Magus of the Citadel	Gentlemens' Rings of Fortitude By: Magus of the Citadel A ring that is not just magical, but stylish as well. Items Jewelry Magical	by Magus of the Citadel 25^xp 9 replies 1882 views
Dragonlordmax	The Princesses Nemithia By: Dragonlordmax She's everywhere. And she won't stop coming until she has the throne. NPCs Major Political	by Dragonlordmax 136^xp 22 replies 6915 views 9 HoHs
Scrasamax	L. C. Vallandigham By: Scrasamax The Unification War was a travesty, an act of naked fascism against frontier worlds so diverse and destitute that their submission was not worth the cost in lives, material, and hostility garnered. We, gentlemen, have created generations of enemies. L. C. Vallandigham NPCs Major Political	by Scrasamax 25^xp 7 replies 3305 views
MoonHunter	Princess eDonistadled aka Doni By: MoonHunter The pretty and free spirited Yellow Princess, eDonistadled aka Doni, created much havok as she pushed the world forward. NPCs Major Political	by MoonHunter 14^xp 5 replies 9873 views
MoonHunter	Princess Reisha By: MoonHunter Princess Reisha is key figure in the Twin Rose War and the Mother of Modern Humana. NPCs Mythic/ Historical Political	by MoonHunter 49^xp 13 replies 6828 views 1 HoH
Cheka Man	Queen Yocasta By: Cheka Man Queen Yocasta was until recently, the very capable if autocratic ruler of Valermoore, but recently, she has changed. She is allways seen with a young woman, always wearing a heavy veil and gloves, who never speaks or moves. She claims that she is her daughter,Princess Chrysta, but a faint noxious smell comes from the veiled woman... NPCs Campaign Political	by Cheka Man 34^xp 7 replies 8202 views 1 HoH
ephemeralstability	Queen Ari the Reluctant By: ephemeralstability She has everything: stunningly good looks, sharp brains and oodles of power: she's going to be a Queen. The only drawback is that she doesn't want to be a Queen. Plots Duty Single-Storyline	by ephemeralstability 40^xp 9 replies 6639 views 1 HoH

“ It has been said that within the mountains (or was it the darklands?) there dwells a fluffy creature of immense cuteness. This creature is so adorable that all who encounter it are filled with joy so great their mortal forms cannot contain it. And they explode. Several magic institutions are desperate to study the creature or better yet capture one to prove the theory of an elemental plane of 'D'Awwww'.”

PoisonAlchemist

“ While setting up camp for the night, the PC's are aproached by another group of adventurers who seem nice enough. The road is somewhat dangerous and the other group suggests camping together. The two bands split watches, one adventurer from each group watching at once. The night goes by without incident, the next day the PC's travel with the other group as they are going the same way. The group consists of Hordel the ranger, who is skilled with the bow. Hordel is a quiet man who speaks little but appears quite skilled. Dremar is a barbarian who is a little excentric, he seems to be an excasive drinker and thiunk that battle is the solution to everything. He appears to be a stout and powerful fighter with his greataxe. Ferrin is the leader of the group, a rouge by trade. He is daft and witty, speaking with the PCs often and asking many questions. He fights with finesse with his rapier. Preminitat as a cleric but he will not say which god he worships. He uses his spells to empower and heal his party and fights with a club. He sticks close to Ferrin. Ferrin is a great talker and tells much of himself and his party, but asks even more about the history and capabilities of the PCs. He tells of some adventures his party has had, and they seem like an interesting group of mercenaries. Hordel is quite and has little interest in speaking with the PCs, he ignores most questions. He spends a lot of time with Dremar and sometimes Ferrin. Dremar seems to not care about any questions ansked to him, nor does he seem to know the answers. He seems battle hardened and is a simple man. Preminitat rarely starts conversations but will speak with the PCs. However, some of his accounts of the party's history seem to condradict those of Ferrin. The Party spends another night and day with Ferrin's group. One of four things can happen on the third night. 1: While eating dinner around the fire, Ferrin gets into an argument with one of the PCs when he/she mentions the discepincies between Ferrin's stories and Preminitat's. 2: Hordel gets mad after repeated questioning about his life from the PCs. 3. Preminitat gets mad after repeated questioning from the PCs about what god he worships. 4: One of the PCs rejects the offer of a drink from Dremar and he takes it as an insult. All of these scenarios result in a battle between the parties. If Ferrin's party is defeated and still lives he swears vengance. His party may then cross paths with the adventurers again.”

Almar

“ Wytchwolde-Under-Ash, once a great Thorpe, was razed to the ground by the ruthless, and truth told more than slightly deranged, Porcelain Princess and her henchmen, the Purifiers. When the flames had at last subsided, and a kaleidoscope of swirling, dull-gray ash choked the sky, nine hundred acres of old growth iron spruce, black larch and weeping birch, was burned to utter cinders, along with the entire coven of witches comprising the Sisterhood of the Silver Teat. Now, centuries later, the forests are somewhat re-grown, and the town of Foolswater stands where Wytchwolde-Under-Ash once did. It is said that even to this day, one can still find ashes in the otherwise potable well-water of this village. Once a year during the Winter Solstice, the 'Ash-Wind' comes to Foolswater, a suffocating black cloud that passes quickly but leaves dead birds and animals in its wake, darkening the trees, and staining the sky with black snow. The inhabitants of the village know better than to be caught outside during the day-long Ash-Wind. Everyone is locked snugly inside, singing old hymns that curse and re-curse the burned witches who once called this place home.”

Murometz