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“It is under the greatest adversity that there exists the greatest potential for doing good, both for oneself and others.” -Dalai Lama "What a bloody pain..." Corporal Erwin Geschwind, a Strojland huntsman, muttered to himself as he rubbed his neck. It was a fine crisp morning, might have been...

Roplayers (sorted in turns): Abomination(me), Erantiel (Feel free to msg and join) Deep in the towns of Elibion, everything seems usual. The shopkeepers doing their own thing, the soldiers keeping the peace. Things happen, but in general, the places is safe from invading monsters and other...

Have you ever thought to yourself, "Why don't I have my very own monstrous killing machine to unleash upon my enemies? Maybe I should make one." First off, don't! It's incredibly dangerous and foolhardy to try and create your own monster. So instead, why not buy one of your very own in Cerak...

Rostok. The ghost town. And there underneath the fire burns. A consuming of the blackstone, the furnace fueling itself in the copious deposits of the tunnels. An accident which years ago sparked the lasting flame. The seeping of toxic gas up from those depths. Wisps and great plumes alike...

*Overview Name: *Abomination *Species: *Ooze (Formerly Elf) *Age: 3 (*As Ooze) 63 (including previous life and times its hibernated) *Height: *Various (2.3 m Max) *Weight: *Heavy *Hair: *None *Eyes: *None *Skin: [/*

"Bayou Garramarisma," said the smuggler. A scoff and a laugh. As if he didn't believe her. "Now why, given all the hellholes Arethil has to offer, would a lady like you want to go there?" "There hides a monster," Lazule said. Her brow narrowed. The look in her eye intense. "As it is said in the...

((Mists of Rivendell by Enrico Fossati)) His name was Zeng. And he was a monster. So Lazule chased after him. A beacon of light pursuing the fleeing dark. * * * * * Another small village. Annihilated. Fires burned around her. Pillars of black smoke rising up to the gray clouds above like...

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North-west Allir Reach, along the Sayve River The tranquil silence of the riverbank was disrupted as a deer hopped through the undergrowth, causing birds to take flight in a flutter of wings and leaves. The deer continued down to the waters edge lowered its head to the surface and began to...

Allir Reach, South of the Sayve river, Forested path The path struck through the painting that was the forest in the autumn. On both sides, the trees were painted in all the dyes of the fall - splatters of orange, bordeaux and yellow made the view stunning. However, it was lone - a road of dirt...