Deep down in the cavernous bowels of Bánánach Hole, the cacophonous clangour of a skirmish already in progress rang throughout the multitude of prehistoric burrows. From out of the shadows, a glint of silver arced horizontally through a legion of reanimated skeletal warriors, hewing through their ancient bones and decrepit armour like they were constructed f...
V The Paladin * * * * Father, I will have to assume my invitation to the graduation and ascension ceremony was lost along the way and hope that this letter reaches you. I suspect that the clerics at the Cloister forbade our letters from leaving the grounds lest we be distracted and they did not tell us of such, but that may have also been shoddy courier...
When Wizards of the Coast came out with 4th edition, they sold the rights to the 3rd edition rules for continued development. The Pathfinder system was born. In this story you will have a character with actual abilities and you will be given options based on what you are capable of. As you go through the story you might... give birth to other character paths...
"Brace for it!" The great stone door rumbled and lifted open, massive hidden gears turning, the machinery creaking and straining as unseen monsters pulled it up and out of the way. I glanced up at Sandra, and she glanced back. I hoped she was as good an aim as we needed her to be. A dark bluish figure a foot or two taller than me darted through the door's...
Fair warning: this story is designed to be more of a game: it is intended to be read in game mode only: failure to do so can lead to things like infinite loops and chapters which connect to other chapters that just plain don't make sense because they are designed for conditions you have not met. This is your one and only warning! The Labyrinth of Ambuscade:...
The last demoness vanished through a portal back to the netherworld, vowing to defile Elyn until she had birthed a thousand of her young. The paladin wiped the semen off of her shield on a nearby tablecloth, gazing upon the feast with contempt. With these creatures, their seed and milk likely tainted each and every dish, tainting those who consumed them with...
Leoric the Lightblade looked upon the violet skinned huntress before him. She was beautiful. Long, midnight blue hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back, thick and soft to the touch. Her slender frame belied her strength; she was a seasoned hunter, and her arms were tightly muscled from countless years working the bow. Her full, rose colored lips...
The idea that even the clergy needed human companionship and consolation was a growing ill ease these days with the people. It was both unfortunate and becoming all too common; especially in such days when human numbers were low and cities lay waste in ruin and rubble. Trysha, massaged a chill from her arms, mentally pushing away the loneliness and sadness s...
"I heard you were looking for Lady Tarissa?" asked Callelsyn, "I am afraid she is not in at the moment." Horvan had told her of the arrival of the visitor at the villa, and was now standing a discrete distance away as she invited Ansreal inside. She had met the young elf not so long ago, of course, for a meal in the courtyard with Tarissa's other paladin fr...
Sir Harold Voltaic: Paladin of the Order of the Crimson Rose, stood a lonely vigil atop Black-Scar Crag. With the coming of dawn he would go to his wedding, one he was far from ready for, for oh so many reasons. Let's start with the fact that he had just met his bride-to-be that day. Not much time for a romance to develop you must admit. Now let's consider...