The dark figure creeps over the rooftop, surefooted in his dark boots, despite the slippery snow. Carefully shifting his blood-red coat aside, he climbs over the chimney lip and dropped, whispering an incantation to slow his fall. Swiftly, he places several objects beneath the gaudily bedecked carcass of a young tree. One object was a […]
Guest-Posted by Ian, a Friend and Supporter of Standish Writes Image under Creative Commons License from Forgotten Realms Wiki. His knees hit the cold stone floor with a painful thump as he bent his head submissively to the High Priest, Kayne. As he listened, a light shone harshly through the stained-glass windows, illuminating the figure […]
A tabaxi with a mysterious past and an inability to pass up a chance to make a nuisance of herself.
A gunslinger with a cat allergy and tinkering skills that could stand to be improved.
A winter eladrin elf with a disconcerting affinity for death.
A drow whose language bites quickly but acerbically.
A warforged whose incomprehension of social situations is comical at times and dangerous at others.
…Vuurkind, newly cast out of the Nine Hells and practicing his cantrips, was ready to meet his future companions. The group had a unique makeup, consisting of twin tieflings , a half-orc champion fighter…
How did you get your magic? Did you gain it through your affinity for nature, or through a pact with a godlike creature? Were you born with it or did you gain it only through years of arduous study? Daen Shaenir, known to his friends as Eld, was born with it. This might be true […]
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