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The air in the tangled network of ravines grew still, heavy with anticipation. Dawn had painted the highest rock faces far above in fleeting strokes of rose and gold, but down here, in the shadowed depths, a pre-dawn twilight lingered, cool and damp. Water tri...

The silence that descended upon the rocky defile was profound, almost shocking after the cacophony of battle. The harsh clang of metal, the guttural snarls of Howlers, the sharp crack of projectile weapons, the chilling psychic screams of dying adepts – all ha...

The chamber pulsed with a low, resonant hum, a sound that seemed to emanate not from any specific source, but from the very fabric of the ancient, alien technology surrounding them. Soft, blue light bathed the scene, emanating from the seamless walls and casti...

The darkness in the Unclean command chamber was absolute, a physical weight pressing against Hiero’s eyes after the chaotic flickering and sudden death of the Great Screen. The silence, too, was profound, broken only by the harsh rasp of his own breathing and ...

The psychic call pulsed outwards from the wooded ridge, a silent, desperate cry against the backdrop of roaring cannons and clashing steel. Hiero held the focus, pouring the last dregs of his spiritual and mental energy into the projection, augmented by the fi...

The party freed the rogue Mercykiller’s son from the prison town of Curst and headed for Rigus (between Lawful Neutral and Lawful Evil). Along the way, they passed through Semuanya’s Bog (lair of the Lizardpeople god of fitness and survival) where Harvey spott...

The grey frog-like humanoid advanced on the party and cast Cloudkill, doing quite a bit of damage to the party. Most of the party focused on downing the ettins while Harvey poisoned his blowgun with the psychedelic tree poison he’d gathered in the bog a while ...

Varrel the dog granted the party relief from one level of exhaustion before sending us off to work. The party decides to visit Sincerity's house and poke around before joining her interrogation. They arrive at the house to find the door locked. Finding a balco...

The party approaches Automata, a city of gears and perfect order. Our paperwork expert confirms that we need the appropriate form filled out correctly before waiting in line. We get wait in line for notarization (6 hours) to get the paperwork, then wait 5 more...

We rejoin the party in the Desert of Rust. We climb through the tunnels, first passing a corroded statue of a giant three-eyed horse, then on to a large creature breathing loudly in the darkness. It's a giant that looks like a human mixed with a toad. He's st...

Before we can continue, Ascetelis betrays the party! She casts silence then begins to attack. She rolls really poorly and we take her down without difficulty. Before leaving we stop by to speak with The Scholar. He doesn't have any specific information about ...

The party just barely defeats Shmeshkah's personal bodyguards. We prepare for confrontation, but instead she offers to return our souls if we do her another favor - portal to the realm of a beholder god (missed the name) and get rid of the flood of modrons pas...

It's October, which means it's time to write some horror! I've been reading some Stephen King to get in the mood. Ideas A guy needs to recover something from a haunted house. Why? What is keeping him inside? Social media content maker is going to spend the ...

The story centers around four friends who are high-school seniors.  Francine Beautiful and popular, Francine seems to have it all - friends, good grades, status as the editor of the school paper, and a relationship with Travis. She is fiercely intelligent an...

Seth's favorite holiday is Halloween, as his birthday is October 31st. During a Halloween party at Seth's he reveals that he bought a spooky game at a thrift store and they should try it out. The party gets busted by the cops and he persuades them to return to...

Janet could barely hear the door knocking over the music. It was just past 11 and there had not been any trick-or-treaters in the last couple hours. Regardless, she had promised her brother she would make sure the neighborhood kids got their candy in exchange ...

A few houses further ahead on Grant Avenue, a green-skinned zombie in tattered clothes was gesturing frantically toward a dark driveway between the pooled light of the streetlights. "Over here!" he shout-whispered into the late-evening silence of the suburbs. ...

Seth flopped down on the ragged couch in his family's musty wood-paneled basement den. He peeled off the enormous Mark Twain mustache with a sigh of relief, glanced around, and stuck it on a mannequin in a fur-trimmed broad-brimmed pimp hat to keep it from get...