The fall of Maelonbourg into chaos and self-destruction has made the nation of Weintäler one of the strongest and most affluent of the Wenigzustand. This is one of the centrally located little states and it has long enjoyed a quiet and stable existence. It is ruled by a powerful Archduke whose family has governed this … Continue reading Continental Excursions; Weintäler
Author: Slothjemia
What Mystery Science Theater 3000 Can Teach Young Women
There was a time, and gleefully it has circled back around again, when there was a little television show called Mystery Science Theater 3000. In it bad movies were made fun of and along the way valuable life lessons were imparted. Here are a few worthwhile pearls of wisdom for young ladies such as my … Continue reading What Mystery Science Theater 3000 Can Teach Young Women
Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 6
There was only one dress that Hilde ever wore to church. It was the least garish thing she owned, an off-white silky fabric that had a burnt orange color in the trim and on the torso. It had a long lavender ribbon that laced up the bodice. The ribbon didn’t match anything, but it was … Continue reading Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 6
Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 5
Hilde arrived at the Idyllwild Inn and tied her horse up out front. She dashed inside, was there just long enough to shout “HELLO!” at everyone, and purchase a small keg of hard cider. Then she was back on Tinza and heading the last few miles to Kederlenn. She didn’t want to spend the night … Continue reading Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 5
A Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup of Doom
We all know the way the old ads went: "You got your chocolate in my peanut butter! You got your peanut butter on my chocolate!" Last night's game was something like that, except you need to substitute the words "chocolate" and "peanut butter" with "dragon" and "lich" respectively. These are not two great tastes that … Continue reading A Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup of Doom
Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 4
After the dwarves went to bed, Hilde spent some time in her room polishing and cleaning her weapons. She had an almost unhealthy attraction to what she considered the most beautiful blades ever forged. Jorish bladed weapons had a lot of curves in their design, like elven metal smiths might make, but every curve was … Continue reading Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 4
Game Called on Account of Life
Nothing is more frustrating than to have to put on hold a perfectly good D&D game because real life intrudes and insists upon itself. This week it is inventory, and in two weeks it will be inventory at another branch of our company. Neither of these is an acceptable reason for us to miss out … Continue reading Game Called on Account of Life
Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 3
The delicious odor of breakfast cooking woke up Hilde, and she sat bolt upright, blinking in the daylight that poured through the windows of the hall. Her hair was a wild tangled mess, and she was knotted up with the heavy fur that the chamberlain had dropped on her last night. One of the servants … Continue reading Fight, Swear, Loathe; Chapter 3
That is a lot of dead Lizard
Let's hear it for the dames! Without a proper warrior of any kind, and without significant sorcery, the self-described "Badass Bitches" took on and took down Druuna, the green dragon that ruled Forêt Verte. This was the longest battle against a single enemy I have ever been a party to, and it went badly for … Continue reading That is a lot of dead Lizard
This will be one Memorable Night
There is a certain hilarity in how the world conspires to make our lives interesting. Last week the my D&D group decided to go ahead and tackle the green dragon that has been making their lives miserable. She is a cantankerous soul who has a penchant for harboring grudges that she is reluctant to let … Continue reading This will be one Memorable Night
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