Since that day my first nameless elf died in the gray-ooze cave in The Keep on the Borderlands, I was hooked. I got into roleplaying games over three decades ago because I was interested in the drama.
Shadowrunners and the Theft of Crypto-Corporate Data
It’s impossible to put a dollar value on the worth of a refrigerated semi carrying the data of an entire corporation. One file is valuable, sure. Maybe a few files are valuable. But an entire truck worth of files…
Bribery and Corruption Most Diviner
For strange reasons mostly associated with the vomiting hellmouth outside town and the theoretical quick riches found therein, the Diviner’s Guild in Drumport kept losing their working Diviners to mis-adventure.
You’re Gonna Carry That Weight
That hoard comes out to roughly 588,000 gold, plus the associated weight of all the other interesting stuff sticking out of it. It’s a huge sum of cash. But there’s an issue.
Rate My Quests: Quest Givers, Bards, and Asymmetric Information
It’s unlikely the old man is agenda free. Something is out there. The old man is using the party to kill it. Or feed it.
The Second Live Gnomish Caucus
The back room gnomes said, have it your way. But, you have to follow our highly confusing rules for the nominating contest which we just made up.
Lloth, Goddess of the Underdark Wide Web
The spiders crafted enormous fragile webs along the chains of the gaslight lamps and up the sides of the caverns. The Goddess granted her Clerics a new Channel Divinity – Web Message.
The Unspoken God of Knowledge
The God of Knowledge no longer wished to share learning and knowledge with the world. He wanted learning and knowledge to come to Him. And He wanted it all. To keep His existence. To keep it secret. To keep it safe.
The Empire Elves and the Tourism Travel Guide
The Elvish functionaries would … write a travel guide! A travel guide about the Orks and the Halflings and the men. A disaster tourism travel guide. They’d return and be famous! It would be awesome!
The Emperor, the Orks and the Murder Hobos
Once they exited the throne room, the Emperor said, bored, to his functionary, “How many more parties of self-proclaimed heroes do we have today?”
“Six, Excellency,” the functionary said.
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