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There are many things that we do not allow ourselves to comprehend. We dismiss them out of hand. Ghosts are not real. Magic does not exist. Monsters are things ...
There are many things that we do not allow ourselves to comprehend. We dismiss them out of hand. Ghosts are not real. Magic does not exist. Monsters are things ...
In our prior session, the heroes had attacked the farm occupied by ogres, hillbilly, degenerate ogres. They defeated a number of the deviants and their leader, ...
When we last checked in on our heroes, they had finished their exploration of the ogre-guarded palisade and had rescued one of the missing Kosma children, Vence...
During the prior session, our heroes explored a “village” of sorts…one completely surrounded by a wooden palisade with no gate other than the ...
As our last session came to a close, the party had set off on the trail of some children from one of the outlying farms around Borsod…children kidnapped b...
In our last session, the party set off for Borsod again, accompanying the Baroness to make her apology the mayor. They were attacked by some ogre-like creatures...
When we last left our heroes, they had returned to Presov after a rather mixed experience in the northern village of Borsod. After befriending the local prieste...
We are looking for a player to join our tabletop RPG group. We play on Saturday evenings from 6pm to 11ish at my home in the Myers Park/Cascades Park area of Ta...
In our last session, the party–which, I suppose, needs a name of some sort–decided to strike out from Presov and explore more of Quail Valley. They ...
When we last checked in on our heroes, Serena had had her throat slit as Faelan and Raspin helplessly watched. Prior to that, they had accomplished quite a bit:...