Editor's note: though not classified as Illustrated, this story contains an image a SFW image at the end. * The goblin led him to the edge of the goblin tribe's cavern. As they walked a fine drizzle started to fall from the crystal formation that crisscrossed the ceiling. Rain held out a paw and a few small droplets landed on his paw pads. He realized bela...
RANDOM ENCOUNTERS: KOBOLD Seducing Her Inexperienced Prey ****** Copyright © 2020 C. D. Fable All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters appearing i...
Earth Hillside Lake Dungeon, Ontario August 17, 2019 13:33 EDT [That's a Kobold Chieftain,] Ben said, pointing to the most distinctive kobold in the chamber. The Kobold Chieftain was at least a head taller than all the other kobolds that surrounded him, though part of that may have been because he stood upright while the rest of the kobolds had a slight...
Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this - I was taking a break to recharge my batteries, so to speak. Since it was mentioned by one reviewer, I decided to include a part about some of the other experiments going on in Variona's lab, and that sort of gave me trouble. **** Waking up to find yourself in a stone cell sans clothes and with a...
Volume 4: Dereliction of Duty Chapter V: Intersections The Little Kettle inn smelled bad. If rancid meat, dung, sweat and the body odor could have been combined, the result probably would have been a color. Tessarie liked colors, even if her family never understood them as she did. It was a pure form of expression, like dance, that you didn't need to be...
Note from the author: I actually do roll die for all the stats of every character and all the die rolls they make in the course of the game. There may be other forms of (amateurish) DM fudgery, but the numbers you see are not one of them. Also, I want my italics back. =( -o-o-o- I hate this stupid game, Meliel thought as she slogged down the dirt road, he...
IV The Cleric * * * * Dear Keiter, We thank you for your interest in joining the Isiran clergy and taking the time to fill out the requisite forms in triplicate. Regretfully, we are unable to extend an offer to join the clergy in an official or wandering capacity. The idea of a kobold serving our goddess is, frankly, weird. We've looked through our arc...
**I'm going to apologize right out of the gate here. I needed a character with a thick and not-quite current Scottish tone of voice. A long time ago, I once found myself working in a group which contained a Cockney, a Manxman, a Jamaican, and a bunch of Scots. As I remember it, I needed about a week to figure out where the washroom was, since it was a big pl...
Earth Hillside Lake Dungeon, Ontario August 17, 2019 14:48 EDT (Sonja) "Fuck, that guy hits hard," Mason said, rubbing the side of his face. He had taken his helmet off and had a nice cut on his cheek. [Why didn't you have Mana Shield up?] Jonathan asked. [It would've saved you some pain.] "What do you mean?! That was through Mana Shield! My mana rege...
**I just couldn't get it all to fit. It ought to read, "5 demonesses, 2 demonlords, one furry Zele but no partridge in a pear tree." Yeah well, it's not like I get Christmassy all that often. I'd also like to apologize for what I'm doing as I struggle really hard to get a lovely Scots accent to come through in print. I originally wrote it straight, but the...