Inspired by some of the drama that happens, and the way a leader (didn’t) deal with it. Dramatics Some folks ain’t easy to love, harder to listen to They’d rather mount every molehill and milk till gold Silk underwear shown to each stranger Each night begins with a new claim If you don’t give what… Continue reading »
These were all written quite a while ago, and never got around to putting in game. But, for your enjoyment! (Title and tune at the bottom, see if you can guess it!) In the town that I was spawned Lived a man who claimed to be Three hundred and twenty three With a skin of… Continue reading »
Grimoire, or: magick of blood & culinary spells Monarch of Gods and Daemons Whose unholy will has hold over all of us This Grimoire is the property of Ms. Angelou, a native of the MacGregor-controlled region. If found, it is to be kept in a locked bookcase so that its sinful contents will not be… Continue reading »
When I first arrived in Dragonloft, the citizens immediately struck me as some of the most interesting people in the world. I once thought that these kinds of people existed only in my dreams, but now it was clear that they were simply hiding together in the Trover Mountains. I met many fascinating and dynamic… Continue reading »
Hell. Some say it is a burning pit, or eternity in torture and torment. I tend to think it is an absence of God, no matter where that period of time is spent. Oh, I have seen them all: Donii; Jos; all peoples Gods and several thought about by a single denizen who walked this… Continue reading »