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  1. This was not the day Boing Boing Sue had envisioned. Instead of the glorious battle and weeping fools, she had to deal with one insolent pig that insisted upon calling her a psychotic and cheap dominatrix. Then there was that horrible burning sensation she would never forgive the cow for. Her whip cracked the air as the invasion horde did it's work. It wouldn't be long before her work was done here and she could move on to subject someone worthy of her whip to her whims. It was her right as a Sue after all. She was serving the great Marion Leigh Raleigh Sue who was under the glorious Merry Ellen Sue. This would not fail! No man could resist them, nor woman for that matter. The three fools elsewhere would fall as well. They had to! They were only mere heroes, how could they hope to hold up against...

    A blast of glowing green light entombed several more of the Sues as the Green Lantern, Johnny Thunder, and Johnny's genie companion found themselves working overtime versus the overwhelming horde of duplicates that seemed to want to overrun them. Needless to say, Jon was less than amused by the whole situation. If he could, he'd close the whole portal down. That would mean forcing this whole lot back. Not an ordeal he was looking forward to.

    Marion Leigh Raleigh Sue was not having a pleasant day as she saw the scene before her. This was not her promised break through into the higher echelons. This was taking too long! She flipped her complexly woven raven-black hair in vexation before stalking over with a rather large glowing ranseur. The vibrating blade wove wickedly in the pale light as the fight went on. How they hadn't won yet bothered her for nary a moment before the thrill of blood-lust filled her once more. She charged the nearest threats, the genie and those with him. This stalemate would end now!

    There were days when you knew you screwed up big time, the rather overwhelmed fae had already came to the conclusion that this one was at the top of the list for now. The rather irate strawberry-blonde that had been trying to whip and blast her into pieces was not letting up and Jem's shields were cracking into pieces every time she tried to put one up. A large shallow cut had managed to be lashed into existence and then blasted wider at one point when the last shield had fallen into twilight-twinged twinkling shards. Her eyes were wide as she saw an opening to run for it. Which the rather desperate pixie decided was a good idea after all, all things considered.

    All she could do as she tried to run for it was pray for a miracle as a whip crashed down on her shoulders and back, nearly shredding her wings and causing deep gashes amongst the natural silver-colored swirls that ran the length of her body. Parts of her hair went flying away from her as the blaster and lash singed and cut it off from her hair, making a third of it shorter than her shoulders while the rest of it was a tangled wavy mess easily longer than her hips.

    Still, she was praying for a miracle as she was running for her life. She could see a door open into a building, one where anyone who could get there was running in. She almost thought she could make it until she felt a stinging pain lash around the thickest part of her calf and jerked her leg out from under her. A sharp crack filled the air as it dragged her to the ground. At this point, her pleas stopped being silently in her own mind to tear filled entreaties. "Please! Father! Uncle! Aunt! Mother! ANYONE! Please! Help! I don't wanna die to a bunch of cheap floozy harlots! PLEASE! I'm begging you!"

    The rather distraught fae realized her outspoken pleas were no longer her own as several shrieks of indignation joined in the outraged cursing of her tormentor. That was not one of her brighter moments it seemed... Jem tried to drag herself up to her feet as she half-crawled, half-limped as fast as she could from the blows and blasts of the assorted Sues and Stus behind her.

    The harsh glaring light of the remaining street lamps started to burn and twist oddly as the injured woman saw a gray-green, almost coppery lizard lounging on a street brooms handle- obscuring most of the maker's name except for ria. Jem wasn't for certain but she swore a light bulb went off when she saw that. "Broom!" The word struggled for existence as the thought hit her mind it could be used to fend off her attackers. It was worth a shot and it looked like the door was closing as well. She wouldn't make it at this rate, so she'd have to fend off the horde of irate jack-asses attempting to kill her. What did she do to them again... Oh yeah. Well, not her fault they look like cheap floozies.

    As her fingers gripped the shaft of the broom, the lizard streaked off into the crowd of Sues, provoking a few screams as it crawled up one and disappeared into thin air almost. The winged woman blinked as she was quite sure it more than likely just jumped into the crowd and was too diminutive to see. The next thing that stumped her was when a black tiny scorpion gleamed red for a moment as she tried to use the broom to stand up. She could have sworn it just looked at her before scuttling down and stinging one of the Sues. Well, that didn't seem so bad until she felt a blistering heat around her. Judging from the screams coming from the Sues and Stus, they felt it as well. Her arms felt the heat starting to burn her as random spouts of flame came from the over-heated lamps.

    Taking an opportunity to limp for it, she nearly stepped on a oddly stripped blue and white snake that just lazily seemed to hiss at her before going on its merry way. She managed to make it as far as the closed and locked door, only to cry in misplaced anger at the unfairness of it all. Still, being upset didn't fix this mess. She propped herself against the door as best she could, holding her broom like a weapon. A weapon that soon had it's bristles cut off by a well placed shot. Jem was a bit sure the same shot singed part of her eyebrows off a little as well.

    "Whoops..." Was all she could get out as her eyes lingered over the burnt metal. "That's not good..." As a desperate last ditch attempt, she tried to prod the marauding Sues backwards with the white-hot end. A few hasty words erected a shield, well... It was supposed to erect a shield anyways.

    The blazing heat of the lamps collided with an intensified glow of the moon causing a major problem with this idea, jets of fire and almost plasma-hot light struck out randomly and without any true direction. Jem found herself ending up on the blistering wrong end of them as well. Someone was obviously pissed with her it seemed...

    "I'm sorry I bothered you but I'm a bit busy here trying not to die!" She yelled up at the oblivious sky as she fought to find some control over her shield that was rapidly spiraling out of control. Although her slight yelp was somewhat audible when that same damned snake crawled over and bit her on the knee before hissing and crawled off again. Maybe the pain helped focus the shield or something since it stopped trying to singe her to death, although maintaining it was taking a toll on her body as she could not control nor deal with fiery elements or anything remotely related to lightening.

  2. Miekilli's Blessing, Mask's Grace

    Okay, introduction for part of the two newly brought in cast. One is a hellbred paladin of Miekilli... The other is a possible follower of Mask with either a warped sense of humor or some issues. I'll let you figure out which.

    Okay, explanation time!

    The Hellbred are damned souls who repent of their evil ways in the moment after death, before their condemnation to the hells. The gods of goodness and justice, suspicious of the hellbred's motives, allow them to return to life to prove the truth of their repentence, but having come so late, only the most epic victories over the forces of evil will allow the hellbred to achieve that goal. Thus, hellbred throw themselves with reckless abandon into every doomed cause, knowing that in all likelihood, their struggle will still be in vain. Meanwhile, the tyrants of the nine hells have had a taste of the hellbred's soul, and resent them for eluding their grasp at the final moment. They nurse a special hatred for the hellbred, and scheme their downfall; the torments of the hellbred who fail to achieve salvation (which is most of them) are multiplied a hundred fold.

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  3. Title: Angel's Love, Halfling's Trials - Chapter Four: Zhent's Lair, Harper's Way

    Author: Hopebringer Jem/ meself

    Rating: Adult +

    Summary: Set in the year 1373DR, a halfling and her love face the challenges of Faerun.

    Feedback: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php?app=forums&module=forums&section=findpost&pid=228040.

    Fandom: Forgotten Realms, Dungeons & Dragons

    URL: http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600086672&chapter=4

    Um... Let's just say I didn't make the challenge deadline in time and wanted to at least have this up before working on the next chapter of this. XD;;

  4. Gslinger:

    I can't say that all the tech work is mine. I'll see about getting the character descriptions up on here for you. >XD I'm glad you're enjoying the story, the group I was with had a great time playing that game. There will be some more descriptions worked in somehow and there should be a few battles coming up.

  5. Though the full-time members of these groups can be somewhat accurately estimated especially when taking into certain demographics certain groups that are targeted as members, their full numbers can only be guessed with a give or take a few thousand once you include part-time members into their ranks, who then may be part of more than one insurgent faction or not a formal member to any.

    It should also be noted that these groups are not entirely isolated from one another (though some may oppose one another, a few have even been known to openly fight or even expose one another the NHF). There have been known in some instances to have shared information, resources, and fighters as well as commence joint operations with one another. Though their biggest enemy tends to be the NHF and it branches, this has not stopped them from targeted their provisional governments and particular organizations as well; especially those that once sided with or aided them then turned around and handed them over to the NHF.

    Amnesty Interstellar: Formerly Amnesty International then Amnesty Interplanetary but still serving the same purpose ever since its creation. Though subtly ambivalent towards the NHF their attitudes towards them have become more overt in recent years with the passing of the “Old Guard” and the often strongarm tactics and rights violating methods of the current guard. (Note: Don't know why I really put them here other than I couldn't get their organization out of my head.)

    Human Liberation Front, HLF or HaLF (the media dubbed and calls them the latter): The predominant and most widely known of all anti-NHF organizations that boasts members from all parts of life, from all corners of the human sphere, with activists ranging from armed and violent to civil disobedient, and with members old enough to remember pre-NHF rule. Widely known to be on amongst the top of the NHF’s hit list (though their activities sometimes go unopposed) they are also considered to be the most powerful of anti-NHF factions due to their numbers and resources, often using both to aid other organizations. Debate often ranges as to where, or who, they get much of their resources from as well as to why the NHF supposedly has a rather difficult time policing—if not stopping them.

    Private Militaries & Mercenaries: Rarely used by the NHF, though not unheard of, they are often hired by corporations and organizations (or are extensions of certian organizations) since their dealings often/may run counter to or are illegal to NHF policies. The “hired help” tends to allow organizations to carry out their goals while not facing consequences from the NHF--disavowing in knowledge or connections. At least in theory it works, not alway in implementation.

    Jovian Organization of Victorious Citizens/Jovian Citizens, JOVC/JC: A business owned faction nearly destroyed due to their uncoordinated command structure and planning. They are mainly run by a collection of businessmen/women who are considered nothing more than arm-chair-generals who often run counter to their own hired military commanders that has created the majority of discord within their faction. Today their faction is nearly wiped out—due in no small part to the number of NHF and opponent corporate moles and double agents that infested their ranks. What left of their numbers have currently been attempting to break away from their corporate ties in order to become independent and less controlled.

    Armed Rebellion (or Rebels, interchangeable) of Martian States, ARMS: Formerly composed of a collection of independent cells consisting mainly of soldiers from defeated, disbanded and destroyed Martian militaries & militias as well as ousted and exiled scientist and bureaucrats that refused to work of the NHF controlled Martian government. As these members finally coalesced into one group, though still maintaining some form of independent cell structure, and allowed new members they became the backbone of the entire faction. Naming themselves ARMS (sometimes Mars' ARMS or Martian ARMS as well) mainly to mock the NHF’s Aegis ARM. They are considered top dog among Martian insurgent factions, respected and even feared by the other factions—reportedly going as to wipe or take over a few for whatever reasons—and have been reported to lend support and aid to other insurgents at times. They have been known to have no qualms about attacking Aegis ARM soldiers within civilian populations; there have been scattered reports about members of ARMS posing as bartenders and cooks to gather information with a few slowly poisoning Aegis ARM servicemen in the process. Much of the NHF’s anti-insurgency resources are often directed solely at putting an end to the ARMS.

    Citizens for a Free Earthsphere, CFE: Operating within Earth, the colonies and a few areas on Luna, they are seen somewhat as an underfunded an paranoid entity, its been said that they have potential but for the most part are largely ignored. Their movements are often cautious and are prone to be xenophobic, or just paranoid, of new members and anyone outside of the Earthsphere. No doubt this is due to their operating at the seat NHF authority which leaves them always on their guard.

  6. --new stuff---

    A huge part of this world are the various trade agreements between each of the colonies, as well as the mining facilities on the various moons and planets. The following planets have a city/mining colony established somewhere on their surface:

    Mars - a section of the planet's equator has been tapped for its rich resources of intense grade iron ore. With the potential for nearly five times the carbon content of earth ore, the raw iron found beneath the Martian soil is refined to produce the powerful alloys used to construct the colonies, and some of the components of armoroid battle frames.

    Venus - a new element, Xerium, discovered in the atmosphere of Venus has been found to possess unusual potential in the fields of biomechanics and bioengineering, bonding with and modifying subject DNA in rather unpredictable ways. Consequently, Xerium studies are closely monitored, and civilian use of the material is strictly disallowed. This has not stopped a few remote locations from offering Xerium treatment for unorthodox body enhancement and treatment operations. Very little information exists outside of the studies done by Aegis, but most people who undergo Xerium treatments report prolonged, and often fatal, side effects, as well as disastrous operation outcomes. Buyer beware.

    Jupiter - gases from the Jovian atmosphere are routinely used to power colony fusion reactors, as well as refined into the more concentrated energy cells used by most Armoroids. Jupiter's moons serve as the base of operations for the Jovian Atmosphere Recovery stations, which provide the supply to the rest of the colonies. Opulent and notorious for their flamboyant use of cash, the ranking members of the Recovery represent some of the richest civilians in the galaxy.

    Earth - just recently recovering from massive pollution and the aftermath of years of warfare, the Earth surface is mostly inhospitable; 70% of all surface dwelling species were wiped out, and the human population has dwindled to a mere 5 million. Most of these people consist of scientists from Aegis, studying the effects of the destruction and the ongoing restoration of the planet, but a much higher percentage are composed of thieves and mercenaries, who use the planet's ruined countenance to shield them from the ever-vigilant eyes of Aegis ARM.

    Moon - Lunaris is the main center of trade in this new order, and boasts some of the most decadent resort facilities outside of Jupiter Orbit. If you want something, Lunaris is a good place to start looking for it...but keep in mind, though you may find what you're looking for, the price might be a tad higher than you expect. The moon also has one of the largest Aegis ARM battle stations on the dark-side of the planetoid; well out of view of the various dignitatires and tourists that visit Lunaris.

    Armoroids:

    Now we get to the best part. The Armoroids are the new wave of warfare, and no respectable fighting force would be without its own complement of mechanized fighting units. While their shape is most routinely humanoid, some manufacturing companies have begun including models designed with more animal-like body structures, and some that could even be considered hybrids of the two.

    The standard Armoroid stands a little over 20 meters tall, and weighs between 5 - 9 tons, depending on weapon load. The internal frame is designed like a human skeleton, with the armor plating added on top of it to protect the various internal components, and the pilot. Cockpit location ranges from model to model, but the most common location is the chest. Early Armoroid models utilized a standard seated cockpit model, but some of the more recent units have begun incorporating a spherical, panoramic cockpit with motion sensing equipment, dubbed a Shadow Emulator. The SE allows the pilot to control the armoroid through a combination of body movement and switches on the hand manipulators. Not all armoroirds are capable of supporting a Shadow Emulator system, and hardly any of the animal armoroid do. They are mostly limited to close combat/melee machines, which benefit greatly from the intuitive battle control systems.

    Armoroid power plants are commonly compact fusion reactors, with a functioning time of five to six hours before refueling is required. Additional fuel tanks can be installed for distant combat scenarios.

    A standard production-line Armoroid will have at its disposal a laser rifle, close range spread missiles, and a plasma sword for melee combat. Most production level armoroids are designed with modular components, making customization a simple affair. Aegis ARM closely monitors Armoroid construction however, so any enterprising individuals seeking to own their own Armoroid may have to resort to less legal methods to acquire their machine.

    The colonies are rife with underground Armoroid weapon-design firms, who manage to routinely avoid capture by Aegis ARM; it's rumored that the most successful of these groups have connections with the upper echelons of the Aegis command structure, and pay a high sum to continue their operations unhindered.

  7. Pen Name: Hopebringer Jem

    Story link: http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600086715

    Review replies link: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/21152-hopebringer-jems-reply-thread/page__pid__235512#entry235512

    Type of fic: Drabble

    Rating: Adult +

    Fandom: Dungeon and Dragons, Forgotten Realms

    Pairing: N/A

    Warnings: Abuse, AFFO, Angst, BDSM, ChallengeFic, Contro, NoSex, Other, S&M, Shouta, Tort, Violence, WIP

  8. A storm is coming VK RPG

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    ~* A Storm is Coming *~

    It has been five years since the highly esteemed Vampire Hunter Cross Kaien turned away from his path as a hunter to join the proud, the strong, the underpaid... the teachers. Under his watchful eye he brought up from the ashes of his career a school which focused on his one belief: The hope that Vampires and Humans could co-exist.

    He christened this establishment 'Cross Academy.'

    For the most part, the school ran smoothly. Every so often they would run into a glitch - a rouge vampire or perhaps a rather curious Human (Day Class) student. After a small span of time, Cross appointed his two adoptive children, Yuuki and Zero, to protect the school - keeping it safe from harm with the help (and sometimes hindrance) of the Vampire (Night Class) students.

    However, all good things must come to an end.

    In the fall of Cross Academy's fifth year, things changed. A young vampire lass by the name of Kurenai Maria entered the grounds, and thus began the unraveling of the Academy's peace.

    But you know that story.

    This is the beginning of a new story. Your story.

    As time passes, the Academy hurtles toward a bitter winter. Alliances will be broken, friendships torn asunder, and a new battle will begin.

    ~*~

    A Storm is Coming
    is set in the time period shortly before the 'Ridou' arc of the series. It is, however, an Alternate Universe RPG, so the way the story turns out will be entirely up to the site members.

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  9. Title: Moonlight Sonata

    Author: Hopebringer Jem/ meself

    Rating:Adult +

    Summary:In the future, lives still move on. Pirates, Aegis ARMS, and civillian enterprises find themselves clashing with regularity. Still, connections are formed in the unlikeliest of places.

    Feedback:http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/22864-hopebringer-jems-author-note-and-review-thread/page__pid__235812#entry235812

    Fandom: Original/Sci-fi

    URL:http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600103935

  10. Moonlight Sonata

    Author Notes: To start off, as warned in the first chapter, this is the novelization of a forum-based role-playing game I was in. For the moderator's sake- I will mention that they gave permission for the project from the get-go. Now that being said, some of it is in their original formatting. So, I do apologize for that but they had it best. XD

    I will post up world notes for the story as it progresses but here is the basic introduction.

    World:

    For those of you who missed the post I made on the RPG discussions thread, here's the background information again. For those who have read it already, skip ahead, I've clarified some stuff towards the end.

    The game is set in the distant future; the exhaustion of the Earth’s remaining natural resources and the ravages of WWIII have made the planet mostly uninhabitable. In order to survive, humanity had to look to the stars for their new home. Now, the remaining human population lives in huge, self-contained environments hanging in orbit around the Earth, and in various settlements on some of the nearby planets. While most population centers are focused in the Colonies, other locations, such as the trade city of Lunaris (built on the sun-lit side of the Moon) and the mining colony of Avatrax on Mars have grown exponentially since the massive Departure, and now support small residential sections as well.

    While the move to the stars was supported by a renewed sense hope for a peaceful future, it didn’t take long for war to rear its face once more. With resources now that much more vital and hard to come by, conflict quickly broke out over water reserves, plantation colonies, and the like. A bold move was made by several of the colonies to combat these rogue insurgencies: pooling their collective resources and manpower, they united themselves under the banner of the Neo Humanity Federation, and established a parliamentary government to oversee order within their member colonies. The NHF Defense Force was subsequently formed to provide military protection to its citizenry and their interests. Through the use of swift preemptive (some would say cruel) assaults on rogue colonial factions, the NHF quickly established an iron-clad hold over all other human colonies; its ideals, however, were those of equality and peace, and soon after the conflict was quelled the NHF offered probationary membership to any colonies interested. In a matter of years, over ninety percent of human space colonies were under the jurisdiction of the NHF, and the protection of its growing Defense Force.

    The ease with which the NHF reestablished control among the colonies can be partly attributed to the determination of its constituents, but most of the credit lies with the flagship battle unit of the NHF Defense Force, the Armoroid Unit. Developed from preliminary space exploration prototype frames, the first Mechanoid Units were clumsy and ill-equipped to battle the standard space fighter craft employed at the time. It was the innovation of the AI synchronization system, a method of pilot-machine interaction wherein the Armoroid Unit receives its primary instructions from a human pilot, while all subsystem and “unconscious” processes are simultaneously managed by a preprogrammed Artificial Intelligence Core, that allowed the second generation Mechanoids to outstrip their rivals and rise up as the premier units for zero-G combat.

    Soon after the assimilation of the majority of space colonies, the NHF Defense Force was renamed with the somewhat flashy title of Aegis ARM (Assault-Response Mechanoids). Its duties were expanded past mere military operations to include policing the interiors of the constituent colonies, and defending the trade and resource lines throughout the new republic.

    That was years ago. Over time, relative peace and prosperity, as well as the retirement of the old guard, has resulted in an Aegis ARM force that is much less given to the ideals of its progenitors. Now there is talk of conflict within the ranks, of corruption and overuse of authority. Many hear the rumors that certain faction of Aegis ARM are planning a forceful coup de tat to wrest control of the NHF from Parliament, and tremble at the thought of a new war.

    The growing number of faction-less vagrants amidst the less-inhabited regions of NHF Space has only added to the tension. These self-styled Space Pirates, some very individualistic while others composed of vast, organized pirate “families”, have begun raiding the supply lines and trade routes with increasing fervor and audacity. Their goals are unknown, though many of the more infamous pirates can be traced back to the surviving members of the Rogue Colonies during the rise of the NHF. Aegis ARM has declared a policy of Zero Tolerance for anyone engaged in or contributing to any kind of pirate activity, and ARM patrols have been seen with increasing frequency along the trade routes.

  11. Bane's Accusation, Hoar's Hunt

    Notes:

    What Thistle is saying in Hin when she gets caught is "Damn it all to the nine hells. Shit. Beshaba be damned."

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    I probably did botch up the coding. It was done in a hurry on an edge network connection, so my bad. >XD;; The codes are largely for the story at large as I coded everything that might end up in it. So, no telling.... *shrugs* The gender-bending will come in later on one of the chapters to be honest. Just wait until I find a way to work in Mask. :lol: Then the fun will really get going.

    -Hoar also known as The Doombringer, is the vengeful deity of retribution invoked by those who seek to repay an eye for an eye. Aside from a handful of scattered temples, the church of Hoar is composed primarily of lone wanderers who travel the realms, agreeing to pray for Hoar's aid on behalf of those who seek or fear vengeance, in exchange for a small fee. Charlatans who would try to scam people in this manner quickly feel the punishment of Hoar. His followers seek out victims of injustice, hear and appraise their stories, and track down the perpetrators in order to inflict a fitting form of punishment. No injustice is too small or too large for revenge to be sought and a fitting punishment meted out, earning the church of Hoar the ire of town watches and Tyrists alike as well as the adulation of the downtrodden.

    -His dogma is: Uphold true and fitting justice and maintain the spirit of the law, not the letter of the law. Fitting recompense will always accrue for one's actions. Violence will meet violence and evil pay back evil, but good will also come to those who do good. Walk the line of the Doombringer's teachings, seeking retribution, but do not fall into the trap of pursuing evil acts for evil's sake, for that way is seductive and leads only to one's downfall. Vengeance must be sought for all injustices, and all punishments must fit the crime. Revenge is sweetest when it is sharpened with irony. All attacks must be avenged. Those who do not respond to attacks against their person or that which they hold dear only invite further attacks.

    The cult of Hoar is in places where his following is so small that they don't have a proper following. So, they often will do bounty hunter type work as a means of bringing in money to their "temple" so to speak. They're not picky on who brings in the request, especially as Hoar is the Lawful Neutral god of revenge, poetic justice, and retribution. The Zhentarium and Harpers have been at each other throats for a while, and many a harper will create a persona when going into Zhent controlled territory. So a lot of the warrants only have descriptions and not names if the Black network can't track 'em down themselves. XD

  12. Finder Wyvernspur's Joke, Tymora's Laugh

    notes: All of this is a back plot for a game I'm currently running. Mainly what's going on with party B so to speak. OXD

    Still, there are references to a game I was a player in prior. Yep, Thistle was my p.c. for that campaign. I was the support caster bard/cleric/fol. lyricist type. I actually miss getting to play her as a character instead of a DM.

    Reviews:

    Thanks JayDee! >XD I'm glad it did sound like that since it actually was a player group. I'm actually not including all of who ended up in the party since they weren't there at the time. The campaign did go into epic levels.

    Nicos is a bard/rogue tiefling from Chesenta, so he is that gambit-esque in feel at times, but a great joy to play. I swear I want to play him as a PC as well. >XD

  13. Somehow, it must deal with a play (Shakespeare, Alexander Llyod Webber, Miller, et cera). As long as that and the drib/drab rules are included.... Out of your comfort zone goes as you take it. It is open because so many people have a different understanding of what they usually write and what they feel uncomfortable with. ^_^;; Some haven't written enough to have found it yet. I'm guilty of that personally. So, take it as you will. XD

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