“Hey, Ludwig! Better check the lunar cycle outside!” And that’s 52 pages in the archive! 1 full year of content dropping a page once a week. On top of that, we are back from Heroescon! It was an incredible experience[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Mage Quarter isn’t going to know what hit them. Until they look outside, and find out its pigs. If that mage BAMFs over here one more time, I’m going to rent him out as a smoke machine. At least[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Show of hands: we need a volunteer from the audience to catch this fireball. Anyone? Not all at once now. Ludwig lays it out. Zelenor pleads her case. I’m not at all troubled by why Shane has specific tea pot[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Necromancy as a gardener’s last resort to save my begonias sounds extreme at first, but it really brings the yard to life (Wokka wokka). Shane steps up! Also, magical jazz hands!
Blessings of Corejax, God of Muscles, be upon you. Crunch into this blessed biscuit of biceps for instant muscles. Got muscles already? Righteous is he who doesn’t skip leg day, for he follows the routine of the God of Muscles.
Hector is giving his take on the Sorcerer-Wizard conditioning ritual. I think he’s a lot closer than Shane is giving him credit for.
One day we’ll have to catalog all the esoteric items in Shane’s room. The manticore skin rug really pulls the room together.
The ritual begins! And ends? Whew. I thought that was going to drag out. Like one of those blood pacts that definitely could have been an email.
