RedemptionAcererak the Demi-lich paced around the pentacle inscribed into the floor, the gutters that form the star filled with freshly drained blood. In the center of the design, flickering candlelight illuminated a large form in dark armor, sprawled on the floor. Satisfied that the design was complete, the lich turned and raised his hands, muttering the seldom-used arcane words of an obscure spell. Green energy flowed from his bony fingers into the blood gutters, the blood flaring up to match the emerald light. A high pitched keening echoed from the walls as wafts of energy slammed into the body, being absorbedRedemption
Demonic ConsultationShadows coalesced in the corner, creeping along the walls to swirl together in seething mass of darkness. Spikes protruded from the demon forming there, dripping dark liquids better left unidentified onto the hardwood floor beneath it. Puffs of smoke arose each time a drop struck, eating into the wood. The demon stepped forward with a cruel smirk, advancing towards a cowering fox pressed back against the opposite wall. Rends in his red silk tunic dripped with blood drawn by the creature. The fragments of a rapier nearby marked souvenirs of his first try at defending himself. His taiDemonic Consultation
Fel'TyrFel’tyr was born on the Bothan homeworld and had a relatively normal childhood among the people, enaging in the games of diplomacy, treachery, and backstabbing that allowed the young to succeed as adults. Unfortunately, however, his own talents lay in a different field. He had always been something of a technological wizard. Even when he was only a few years old he had been dismantling things. Of course, the hard part, putting them back together, he never really grasped.Fel'Tyr
After an unfortunate incident involving the High Chancellor’s landspeeder and a number of missing par
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Rain pelting off of their battered armor, the grim line of soldiers stared down at the siege machines being dragged into place across the moat, and the campfires of the muddy army doing the dragging. Thunder rumbled in the background as the first shots began thudding into the curtain wall. An armor-clad figure leapt up onto one of the crenellations, the grasping fist of Heironeous proudly emblazoned on his shield and chest. “Troops! You have fought this enemy valiantly. Any who wish to leave now, to tend to their families, their sons, their towns, you may go.&nbs
A comeback! ...maybe.
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Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
Y'know, I think that deserves a story update.
(I'll do pinups from the first parts if you dooooo....)
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And so, with a grin of smug satisfaction, the powerful illusionist strode by the body of his fallen foe, intoning but a single word, heavy with meaning and power.
"Mew."
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Mandai!
and I understand you're busy... just bleargh.
oh yeah, whatcha want for your birthday?? huh? huh? huh? shinies?
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