The First Five Written Out There is a beautiful well built Onyx Elf, in soft leather armor, a cloak half wrapped around her, and long wet black hair at the door. She has the knee on the back of the underling, arms twisted behind him, looks up to her daughter, “Oh good morning Ra-Ra.” “Mom,… Continue Reading
The First Five Written Out Khamyra frowns a bit, but has an underlying smirk, knowing this is so, Velencia. “Vel, hun, we just got back. We want to spend time with the kiddo’s and relax a little,” the Onyx Elf says, almost pleadingly. The Priestess dressed in some modest clothes, a simple dark green shirt,… Continue Reading
Chance: As the front door opens and the henchman says that, I will look over DMaster: A fancy dressed man walks in, slicked back hair, nose a bit in the air. An elegant bag slung across his shoulders. He pauses a moment looks back to the two Camerondale guards following him. He waves them off.… Continue Reading
Please note this is where Chance takes his final, visual transformation. His portraits and thumbs will now reflect this new face from here on out… Part One – Goodbye Arlo. The journey to Wishbone Way was uneventful, and the party was thrilled with that. A passing shower that put a smile across everyone’s face, a… Continue Reading
Battle Written Out TOP OF ROUND ONE The second Faelyn heard the tone of Velencia’s voice she knew, there was no turning back. She strung up an arrow and took aim. Firing at the metal faced figured she assumed was a priest of some kind. A loud thud could be heard as it lands square… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out The vision is instantaneous. The Champion looks across this grassland. In the dying sunlight, hundreds of yards in front of him is a vast army, nondescript, almost unrecognizable. Just the thought, the idea, the fear that it is an army, looking to over run him. To combat his anxiety, he looks… Continue Reading
First Five Starts Here “Are you lost?” A voice echoes through the balcony chamber making everyone jump. Chance jumps to one side, rips out Silent Fate. Everyone else is turning in some state of readiness. The balcony area echoes with the sound of this. A stout dwarf standing to the right of the party, about… Continue Reading
First Five Starts Here Chance stands up, sword still in hand and looks toward this man. His face is unnerving; half human, half of another world it seems. As far as the Champion can tell, this man knows it disturbs people and uses it to his advantage. The quarter elf notices Faelyn, arrow still trained… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out The only one able to move is Khamyra, having the quickness to slide behind the protection of the merchant’s wall. Shemrata who is sprawled across the merchants floor is stunned. The Onyx elf jumps over the fallen Odius and races down the road. Khamyra fiddling with her pouch as she runs,… Continue Reading
The First Five Written Out Chances eyes turn to slits and he walks over to this, creature, without hesitation. Khamyra noticed too late, being distracted by the majestic creature hidden in the bush, that her fiance was heading for the woman. The Champion almost over-walks this creature, running into her, even a little shove. It… Continue Reading
First Five Begins Here Chance shakes his head at the absurd statement uttered by Velencia, but he stopped a moment, thought about it and shuttered. Rawek can bring hell on earth, and Velencia does have the command of a large number of people. His thoughts drift to the female odious and the Priestess mentioning that… Continue Reading
First Five Starts Now The Champion in full glory is just standing there, pondering. He is half in shock, half in confusion. The man in full plate slowly looks up to him wondering what he, or it, is thinking. The fact they would even utter the name Immryllion is shocking to him considering all of… Continue Reading
The First Five Written Out It is a beautiful night, if not a bit chilly. Clear skies and a slight breeze off the water. A fire rages 100 or so yards behind the six people, now in a tense standoff. “Let’s just have the broken Champion, we can have a civilized exit, and no one… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out “Why would you commission that? Unless you…” Chance says, stuttering a bit in disbelief, eyes growing wider. The old King nods and still looks proud of himself, “Yeah, the quiet gem is safely stored in our vaults below,” he responds, “After our battle in Tullus Prax decades ago, we discovered artifacts… Continue Reading
The First Five Written Out The party gathers their stuff up and heads out the door. Clay thumbs a gold piece to the waitress who was already bringing a pitcher over. The five of them jump on the horses and ride to Crux, get there about 45 minutes later. They unmount, Velencia tells the blonde… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out Nicola, who was riding at the front starts to slow down, holds up her hand, “Hold up, hold up, something ahead,” she says, leaning into her squint. DM: Todd rolls a “1” Everyone slows down and now can see, in visual range, something ahead on the road. As they trot closer,… Continue Reading
The First Five Written Out “Of course, yes! yes! yes!” Khamyra says as she tackles the Champion to the ground, lips locked, dust flying, hoots and hollering of the order all around. After a moment, she pulls up, looks into his eyes and simply says, “I love you, so much.” They stand up and Chance… Continue Reading
Battle Written Out Your browser does not support the audio element. The creature stands tall, it is about 22-23 feet tall, long and dangly. It shutters every now and again, like its body is shifting in and out of sight. When it does, it makes that shuttering sound you have heard a few times now.… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out Chance stares at the High Cleric, she does not look well from what he can see in the shadows and his own light reflecting off her armor and eyes. Everlee’s face is flushed, tears streaming down her cheek and her eyes white as a shelled chicken’s egg. Chance goes to put… Continue Reading
First Five Minutes They both look at you after that comment and laugh. Affinity leans in hugs you and whispers “congratulations.” She pulls back, looks into your eyes and smiles. The Queen puts her hand on her mothers arm, gives her a look and heads out the door. “Apparently I am going to be on… Continue Reading
First Five Minutes Written Out The large chamber is radiating a blue light casting shadows across the contents of the room. Any movement or speech echoes a bit and the smell is sometimes overbearing. Azatina’s eyes are huge staring at the three walking through the chamber. “Get. Out. Of. My. Stronghold.” she growls, grabbing for… Continue Reading
First Five Minutes Written Out The High Priestess of Finster smells the flower in her hand which is most likely Midnight Jade. The group piles into the clearing where they see at least 20-25 tents, a good 50-60 people in robes, armor and such. The party’s eyes get big realizing they just stepped into a… Continue Reading
The First Five Chance is folding some blankets sitting at the table with Novalee. The blonde elf is working on some salves and reading up on the properties. The majority of the order is doing their thing, either in the back, out shopping or for some sleeping who took the night watch. A knock on… Continue Reading
Start of Time Marches On Chance was leaning back in his chair waiting for Novalee’s belch, but the words that were uttered by Khamyra stopped him dead, and he lost his balance. The chair teeters one way and there goes Chance, ass over teakettle. The room grows silent, everyone was staring at Khamyra, but now… Continue Reading
First Five Starts Here Khamyra staring the bird thing down, she unmounts, slaps the horse and it runs off. She glances over and sees Chance peering out from the weeds. “You ok?” she says then looking back at Rawek not waiting for an answer. “Oops, I didn’t *squawk* mean for that, hehhehheh” he says glancing… Continue Reading
First Five Minutes Written Out The half wild elf glares at Restria who starts to look more frightened and worried by the minute. “What did you do to me?” Looking at the Champion and Khamyra, hoping to get answers that could save her from Malik’s wrath. Khamyra looks down, not realizing there was a family… Continue Reading
First Five Minutes Written Out Chance looks at his hands and the smelly leather armor that is still in his grasp. “Bullocks!” he says with some force and throws the armor clear across the opening. Khamyra backs up a bit to not get hit by the projectile. He starts to go after him and Rivka… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out Khamyra and Wyzaquenne walk to the tray with the Iraxacan whiskey and they look it over talking about the taste and what they like. Andi just stands there quietly. Chance glances at her, with an idea in mind. He motions Andi over and she walks to him. “Do you have a… Continue Reading
First Five Written Out The ranger looks the “champion” over. his hair matted down, blood and mud clinging to his face and his oddly colored armor that is barely hanging on to him. This enigma is just staring out across the front yard, clenching his jaw, hand on the hilt of his sword. Whitlock takes… Continue Reading
First Five Starts Now Chance whirls around wide eyed, half surprised, half relieved. “Khamyra!” he says somewhat loudly, looking into her beautiful eyes and remembering how much he missed her. But he notices; she looks exhausted, her eyes are puffy and her expression leaves him wanting. She looks down and walks to the railing, a… Continue Reading