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Bane before bed: no one cared who I was until I put on the sleep mask


My fellow gargoyles.

We have embraced our nature.

Feast on the blood of the threatmakers.

But never trust your perch's owner. We are too quick to strike.

Many times the enemy is not your target.

Know this.

Shed your stone skin in the daylight.

No disguises hide your nature but the sun's paralysis turns your eyes to stone.

Be not cast in stone today.

Fly free.

Defend the weak and innocent.

Protect the void on Samhain and forevermore.

Lake Country - patrolled by rural manor knights. Beautiful gorges, gurgling steams, waterfalls, altars to forgotten ancient water elemental deity lords.

Please offer things for the random encounter table (for future blog post).

Found a good Enemy Mine gif for side-eyeing internet bullshit.

Mental note: re-watch .

Fine night of with Aaron. Antosh tried to climb the ladder among the Zhentarim and might've found a tutor willing to teach him to read.

Ran across an old blog post about ,
And Situation. Thought it was worth sharing.

D&D idea: No feats at chargen. Players can only access feats by learning them from NPC's and monsters.

I like that it would give folks concrete mechanical reasons to seek out folks and monsters and monstrous folks to learn from them.

this is an extract from Sean Penn's 2016 novel. the Jewish character, we have previously been told, is from Brooklyn.

The Golden Cobra Challenge ends on 15 October! Still time left to design a complete game!

Wizard magic is like playing a classical symphony: careful, precise, intellectual. You study hard, practice endless hours, and don't deviate from the instructions in the book.

Sorcerer magic is like jazz: wild, driven by emotion and what you feel deep inside, improvisational and create and unique to the performer.

Warlock magic is like the blues: you get good at it because you literally sold your soul to the Devil late one night at a deserted crossroads, then you regret that bargain.

Hey in the sixth harry Potter book he inherited a slave from his dead godfather and instead of freeing the slave he expressed discomfort with the situation for about thirty seconds before just excepting it

There is an imbalance in a village in the Outlands where the Inner Planes and the Outer Planes meet in a kind of mess, like when saltwater and fresh-water meet in a brackish swamp but instead of water it is ideas and rather than mud you get raw elements charged with ancient passions.

Roll 3d8.

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Camelot has fallen. The Questing Beast has spawned a thousand young. Knights turn bandit as castles crumble.

You are the bastards pillaging what's left. Will you try to salvage nobility from the wreckage or sell it for profit?

I had no idea Greg Stafford had just died when I wrote this. I 'm not sure if this is in bad taste or is a fitting tribute but I'll leave it for now.

Please boost if it’s okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

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