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Where is your sense of adventure? Heroes aren't supposed to be in the game just for the money! What about for princess bosom? Princess bosom is nice, but even with that you are still only a cheap imitation of a true hero. Besides, I do not see any princess bosom in the area, and no, you cannot buy princess bosom. Y...
No one likes a kiss ass. I'm more akin to a god than an angel anyway. Taking a deep whiff of air you can smell the magic. This place has more to it than abandoned pots of gold and rainbows after all. You order your horse to stay and guard your gold as you dart towards the disturbance, and he obeys, because that is wh...
Truer words have never been said. Well, they probably have, but you cannot think of any at the moment. "Alright," you nod, "bring on the magic." "That's the spirit." Osprey bumbles around finishing his runes. He mutters some incantations, bops you on top of the head a few times with his staff and bursts into poetry...
You doubt you will be of much use as a combatant, so you may as well make yourself useful in some other fashion. You grab your severed arm and wing it as hard you can toward the trolls. The troll feasting on Bowie ignores the bloody mess of flesh, but Jon's troll clambers after it on all fours. A deep sadness seeps i...
"What happens next?" "Now that, that is the question of the hour, isn't it?" sings the sweet voice. The mysterious creature's slick fingers trace their way into your breeches and tickle your Johnson. An overwhelming sensation of euphoria courses through your veins. Blood surges through your body. You feel… invigora...
There is no way you are about to let this bird-brained lunatic work any form of magic on you. Somehow, someway, you will adapt to your crippled state. "It's just not happening, Jon," you say and walk away. "Hey, get back here, kid!" "Let him go, Jon," you hear Osprey say. "He'll come back. They always do." You ...
When in doubt, flay 'em like a trout. Swift as a cat hopped up on methamphetamines you draw your sword, spin around, and hack off Organa Mel Fy's head. Magic may not be dope, but you sure are. What didn't you know? Magic is a stimulating drug. That's why even the best wizards are twitchy and half-cracked in the head....
When in doubt, flay 'em like a trout. Swift as a cat hopped up on methamphetamines you draw your sword, spin around, and hack off Organa Mel Fy's head. Magic may not be dope, but you sure are. What didn't you know? Magic is a stimulating drug. That's why even the best wizards are twitchy and half-cracked in the head....
Ah, yes, the only thing more powerful than the human spirit is the spirit of a hero. You dig deep inside yourself, channeling your energy into an explosion of heroism. Eww, gross, it smells… sticky. "- hey wait, what are you doing?" shrieks the mysterious magic bitch as you take a step forward. She doubles her effort...
Something has been off about Organa Mel Fy ever since you first took a whiff of her presence. Eureka, that's it! You just have to get close enough to check and make sure. "Organa, I think I made a terrible mistake. Just think of all the sexy good times the three of us could have." "Hmmm, maybe." Organa's eyes fall ...
Sometimes you have to lose the battle to win the war. You seize your opportunity to escape and disappear in the smoky haze. That crazy loon must have set half the forest on fire. Things cannot get much worse at least, right? A gale pummels you from behind and knocks you down. Coals soar through the air. The force of ...
In your eagerness to fight at Jon's side, you forget the most important lesson of your training: always dodge. A troll whips a horse leg in your direction. Off balance and off guard, you cannot avoid the hurling limb as the hoof nails you in the shoulder, severing your sword arm. Blood spouts like a geyser from your ...
"Hell yeah I'm in." Jon nods. "Glad to hear it." This could be your big chance to finally prove yourself. You need to get your name out there if you want to have any chance of receiving a knighthood someday. They do not just hand those things out like… well, nobody has ever actually handed you anything except a nic...
For reasons far beyond normal human comprehension, you elect to compete in the joust: never mind the fact that you do not own a horse and have never held a lance in your life. Remember, dodging is against the rules in a joust, so you are not exactly playing to your strengths. During a morning patrol, you and Jon disc...
"You lying whore!" You bash her head into the ground and clobber her with your fist. "Stop, please. I don't know anything." "Tell me the truth!" "I am. Please, you've got to believe me." Her pleas for mercy only anger you more. You know she is lying. "Last chance. Tell me what's going on. Who are you? Who sent ...
"Jump on top of me baby." Bell does as you say. Two beings disappear and reemerge as one as the pair of you become lost in the heat of passion. Funny thing about passion: it often comes and goes without warning. In this case forty-seven seconds. Bell giggles. "First time?" You groan. "First time." "No shame in ...
There is no way you have gained enough skill to make a precise aim. Your best bet is too just hold on with the fury of hell and hope for the best. You grit your teeth; here it comes. Crack! Both of your lances splinter on contact. The collisi...
Despite adamant protests from your little head, your big head wins the day, insisting you act responsibly and investigate what that shady character is up to: shenanigans no doubt. "I'm sorry, Bell. I have to take care of something quick." "Oh, don't leave me hero." Bell wraps her arms around, drawing you in tight a...
Probably not a great idea to borrow money from such an obviously evil character: you excuse yourself, leaving the moneylender fuming. He mutters something under his breath while stroking his goatee as you walk out the door. Perhaps you will cross paths with him again. Your heart is still set on riding in the joust, s...
For reasons far beyond normal human comprehension, you elect to compete in the joust: never mind the fact that you do not own a horse and have never held a lance in your life. Remember, dodging is against the rules in a joust, so you are not exactly playing to your strengths. During a morning patrol, you and Jon disc...
That's the spirit! Emissaries arrive at the capital from the neighboring kingdom of Irelandshire pleading for assistance with a dragon problem. It seems the fiend has been soaring around the country, torching towns, devouring livestock, looting treasuries and snatching young ladies from their bedchambers. Naturally, ...
That's the spirit! Emissaries arrive at the capital from the neighboring kingdom of Irelandshire pleading for assistance with a dragon problem. It seems the fiend has been soaring around the country, torching towns, devouring livestock, looting treasuries and snatching young ladies from their bedchambers. Naturally, ...
The wintry winds howl a horrible wail, whipping white watery snow against the weathered watchtower's westernmost wall. Yes, it is indeed a dark and stormy night, but darker and stormier and maybe just a tad more purple than your run-of-the-mill dark and stormy night. Somewhere deep in the forest a unicorn frolics in ...
The wintry winds howl a horrible wail, whipping white watery snow against the weathered watchtower's westernmost wall. Yes, it is indeed a dark and stormy night, but darker and stormier and maybe just a tad more purple than your run-of-the-mill dark and stormy night. Somewhere deep in the forest a unicorn frolics in ...
The wintry winds howl a horrible wail, whipping white watery snow against the weathered watchtower's westernmost wall. Yes, it is indeed a dark and stormy night, but darker and stormier and maybe just a tad more purple than your run-of-the-mill dark and stormy night. Somewhere deep in the forest a unicorn frolics in ...
Thanks for playing. Enjoy the troll blood. > You play as a Dwarf Game of Thrones changed the world for dwarf kind forever. Are they a species or are they people? The species-ist in me is skeptical. Judgment shall be reserved.
Thanks for playing. Enjoy the troll blood. > You play as a Warrior-Cat You ran out into the road and got trampled by a runaway carriage, and your corpse was devoured by a pack of dogs. The End.
Thanks for playing. Enjoy the troll blood. > You play as a Dark Elf Have you not read Eternal? Go read Eternal. Then come back and tell me how heroic dark elves are.
Thanks for playing. Enjoy the troll blood. > You play as a Sparkly Vampire Really, you want to be a sparkly vampire? What kind of writer do you think I am? I have standards after all. Do you really want to be a sparkly vampire, or are you just trying to piss me off? > You you're sorry. You'll pick something more approp...
Really, you want to be a sparkly vampire? What kind of writer do you think I am? I have standards after all. Do you really want to be a sparkly vampire, or are you just trying to piss me off? > You sparkly Vampire! Stephanie, I hate you. Fine, you want to be a sparkly vampire, go ahead. Once a pompous little lordli...
Attacking him head on would be suicide. Sure, it would be nice to blind him or cut into his underbelly, but he would just fry you with a blast of fire before you even got close. There is only one course of action to take in times like this: dodge. Like a timid bear you perform a false charge, pulling up at the last s...
Attacking him head on would be suicide. Sure, it would be nice to blind him or cut into his underbelly, but he would just fry you with a blast of fire before you even got close. There is only one course of action to take in times like this: dodge. Like a timid bear you perform a false charge, pulling up at the last s...
You make a mental note to thank the dragon for providing you with the recipe for his death at his funeral as you yank the first magic sword you find from the mountain of plunder. The sword shines a brilliant blue-gold and has a queer hourglass shape carved into the blade: yep, definitely magic. Though, something feels ...
There is only one way this story can unfold, and that is with you finally surpassing your master and claiming the princess as your own. For princess bosom! You charge. Jon dodges your blow. You swing again. He dodges and counters with an upward thrust. No time to dodge, you catch his sword with your shield. The wood ...
Heroes fight with honor at all times. There is no way in hell you are going to betray Jon. How could you ever look him in the eyes again? Besides, he is pretty fucking awesome. If you are going to win this thing, you are going to do it the right way and beat him with pride, honor, dignity, and all the other bullshit th...
It takes a very special and talented person to handle a fire-crotched wildfire gingersnap, and quite frankly I don't think you have what it takes. You name Ginger Lady Fair and marry her shortly after. Jon turns down your request to be your best man, saying something about a dragon he needs to kill in Irelandshire. Y...
You have to be kidding me. Don't you know anything about the antics of cliché knightly heroes? The gallant knight always marries the blue eyed blonde haired princess and enjoys blissful princess bosom until the end of his days. And you want to throw all of that away for some lowly baron's daughter or common wench? You ...
Wise decision: it is best to stick with your strong suits. You excuse yourself and get up to leave. The moneylender, mutters something to himself while stroking his beard as you head toward the door. Something is really evil about this guy. You turn around and lop off his head before heading home. Yeah, that was prob...
Without a moment's hesitation, you turn and rush the bandits. You are the fledgling hero of this story after all, and the hero always wins. The bandits either agree or are too shocked by your blazen stupidity and gawk at you as you close the gap. By the time one of them gathers his wits, three of them are dead at you...
All of Jon's training really pays off. Using your sixth sense, you see the attack coming leagues away. With all the grace of youth, you jump to the side as a horse leg soars past your ear. Quite unfortunate for Bowie, who takes the hoof straight in the face. You do not even look. The crack and thump tells you all you n...
"I love princess bosom! And bacon." "Of course you do. Underlings, untie him and give him his sword. He has friends to murder." The bandit underlings do as commanded and direct you to the tent where Jon and Samwellington are being kept on the opposite side of the camp. The entire place is a mess of mud and slop: no...
Sometimes the odds are just stacked too highly against you. It is not that you are a coward or anything. It is just that you know a lost cause when you see one. If the situation had been different… Oh well, what is the worst that can happen? They will probably just steal your valuables and leave you on your merry way. ...
You are a local swineherd in the village of Jacquescrappe and your two best friends in the whole world are your two favorite pigs "Oinky" and "Snout". You have recently finished your daily chores when you hear a terrifying scream. Your village is known for suffering frequent hit and run attacks from the creatures in ...
You resent that the rest of the village is so quick to agree to such an idea without bothering to consult you first, but these creatures carried off your sister and they are going to have to pay for that. Besides, this shit has to stop. You inform Brandolf that you agree and he smiles warmly. "Thank you young one...
You resent that the rest of the village is so quick to agree to such an idea without bothering to consult you first, but these creatures carried off your sister and they are going to have to pay for that. Besides, this shit has to stop. You inform Brandolf that you agree and he smiles warmly. "Thank you young one...
You press your body firmly against the back wall of the chamber and slowly make your way over to the entrance of the large passageway on the left. Occasionally the campfire will flicker light in your general direction giving you pause, but the humunculi are totally unaware of your presence. Eventually, you manage to ...
The cave is dark, and dark is good given your need for evasion. You dart forth into the cave hoping not to alert any inhabitants present inside. You know you have a good headstart on your pursuers so you take the time to quietly move in and survey your surroundings. Just inside the cave is a half eaten corpse (one o...
You grab the rock you noticed earlier almost immediately, then go back to blocking your opponents attacks. The enemy is attacking fast and furious and it takes all your concentration to block. Even so, you only manage to block most of its attacks and take a few slashes. Nothing major, but you are losing blood. Even...
You grab the rock you noticed earlier almost immediately, then go back to blocking your opponents attacks. The enemy is attacking fast and furious and it takes all your concentration to block. Even so, you only manage to block most of its attacks and take a few slashes. Nothing major, but you are losing blood. Even...
You grab the rock you noticed earlier almost immediately, then go back to blocking your opponents attacks. The enemy is attacking fast and furious and it takes all your concentration to block. Even so, you only manage to block most of its attacks and take a few slashes. Nothing major, but you are losing blood. Even...
Grues are afraid of light! This is why it won't leave its pitch black chamber to pursue me. Fortunately, you still have some flint and tinder. You originally brought it with the intention of building a campfire along the journey but things change I guess. You light a piece of wood and wrap a piece of torn clothing ...
You rejoin the Redridge Pass and continue northwest towards the canyon you hope to find. You hear a shuffling noise and you could have sworn that the vines stemming from that rather bizarre looking cactus just moved. Nah, just a vine on the ground... from a cactus... on a mostly dry and rocky mountainside... makes pe...
You rejoin the Redridge Pass and continue northwest towards the canyon you hope to find. You hear a shuffling noise and you could have sworn that the vines stemming from that rather bizarre looking cactus just moved. Nah, just a vine on the ground... from a cactus... on a mostly dry and rocky mountainside... makes pe...
You turn around to confront the source of the hoofprint noise and you see two humans on horseback. Their eyes appear to be in a glaze and they are looking right at you. Thing is, you recognize these two. They were farmhands that were captured a few weeks back. Everyone assumed they were eaten like most of the peopl...
You aren't going to be able to outrun them if they have horses so you take the only option you got and jump. You are scared out of your mind but you successfully grapple the hanging branch and the two riders can do nothing but glare down at you and growl. The tricky part is getting down from here. You have never rea...
You aren't going to be able to outrun them if they have horses so you take the only option you got and jump. You are scared out of your mind but you successfully grapple the hanging branch and the two riders can do nothing but glare down at you and growl. The tricky part is getting down from here. You have never rea...
After careful consideration, you trust the owl and enter the door with the wolf emblem. The door shuts and locks behind you and you see no choice but to move forward. An eery glow beckons you forward down a passageway that is leading you deeper and deeper underground. You can't tell if that is a good thing or a bad ...
You turn to find your sister, dressed in one of the war garbs you saw in your dream, walk out towards you from the shadows. She doesn't look as glossy-eyed as the other riders you encountered (in fact she looks perfectly normal) but from her demeanor and obvious reverence to the Craxil you know she is in fact a thrall...
Humanity may not be perfect, but it certainly doesn't deserve the kind of death and destruction the Craxil has in mind. You announce to her that you would rather die than support her in this plan. You were terrified that this being might become infuriated and attack, but instead she calmly and slowly backs away... th...
Humanity may not be perfect, but it certainly doesn't deserve the kind of death and destruction the Craxil has in mind. You announce to her that you would rather die than support her in this plan. You were terrified that this being might become infuriated and attack, but instead she calmly and slowly backs away... th...
Humanity may not be perfect, but it certainly doesn't deserve the kind of death and destruction the Craxil has in mind. You announce to her that you would rather die than support her in this plan. You were terrified that this being might become infuriated and attack, but instead she calmly and slowly backs away... th...
The bad feeling in the pit of your stomach returns and you realize that eating all those pork rines and only pork rines for several days until seeing the old man did not do your digestive system any good. You spring into action, find a secluded corner, and relieve the mess that was building up inside you. Unfortunate...
The bad feeling in the pit of your stomach returns and you realize that eating all those pork rines and only pork rines for several days until seeing the old man did not do your digestive system any good. You spring into action, find a secluded corner, and relieve the mess that was building up inside you. Unfortunate...
You climb the peak and though it takes a considerable amount of time to get to the top, it isn't nearly as tiring as you expected it would be. You are now standing on an even higher plateau on the mountainside and the Redridge Pass is precisely where you expected it to be. You are thrilled to have finally found the p...
You climb the peak and though it takes a considerable amount of time to get to the top, it isn't nearly as tiring as you expected it would be. You are now standing on an even higher plateau on the mountainside and the Redridge Pass is precisely where you expected it to be. You are thrilled to have finally found the p...
There is no point in hiding in the storage room as they may very well send more kobolds in to retrieve the tinder. Instead, you are going to set it all ablaze. Even if the distraction doesn't work well enough for you, it will only be a matter of time before the quell the fire and run out of tinder for their torch bas...
The man you just dismissed earlier is standing at the front of the pack. You knew there was something off about that earlier request and seeing this display only reaffirms that you were right to avoid them in the first place. They are all looking down at the ground but now he is looking up directly at you with a cree...
The skeletal undead aren't exactly known for their climbing skills so you promptly head over to the steep rockface and set about climbing to a point beyond their reach. You are almost at the top when the skeletons reach the base. The attempt to climb but as you had hoped, they are substantially less successful than y...
You need to dispatch with the three grippli keeping watch but you cannot do that in the camp or you will almost certainly get attention. Therefore, your only real option is to lure them out and eliminate them somehow while they're away from camp. Even if you do lure them away from their camp though, three grippli are...
You ponder what the grippli captain said as you continue on your northward journey. You haven't seen any cactii yet so you surmise you still have a long way to go. But what other dangers await you? So far you've encountered humunculi, undead, grippli, and even a beholder. More amazing is that your sorry swineherdin...
Honesty always was the best policy. You tell the wolf you are on a quest to kill the Craxil then raise your sword defensively expecting him to attack. Instead, the creature looks you over and accuses you of dishonesty. "You honestly expect me to believe a scrawny kid like you was chosen to slay a being like the Cr...
Honesty always was the best policy. You tell the wolf you are on a quest to kill the Craxil then raise your sword defensively expecting him to attack. Instead, the creature looks you over and accuses you of dishonesty. "You honestly expect me to believe a scrawny kid like you was chosen to slay a being like the Cr...
Honesty always was the best policy. You tell the wolf you are on a quest to kill the Craxil then raise your sword defensively expecting him to attack. Instead, the creature looks you over and accuses you of dishonesty. "You honestly expect me to believe a scrawny kid like you was chosen to slay a being like the Cr...
You ponder what the grippli captain said as you continue on your northward journey. You haven't seen any cactii yet so you surmise you still have a long way to go. But what other dangers await you? So far you've encountered humunculi, undead, grippli, and even a beholder. More amazing is that your sorry swineherdin...
You need to dispatch with the three grippli keeping watch but you cannot do that in the camp or you will almost certainly get attention. Therefore, your only real option is to lure them out and eliminate them somehow while they're away from camp. Even if you do lure them away from their camp though, three grippli are...
The skeletal undead aren't exactly known for their climbing skills so you promptly head over to the steep rockface and set about climbing to a point beyond their reach. You are almost at the top when the skeletons reach the base. The attempt to climb but as you had hoped, they are substantially less successful than y...
The man you just dismissed earlier is standing at the front of the pack. You knew there was something off about that earlier request and seeing this display only reaffirms that you were right to avoid them in the first place. They are all looking down at the ground but now he is looking up directly at you with a cree...
You are standing on a narrow plateau in the rugged mountainous region beyond your village. Unlike the brownish/tan rockface you see near your village, the rocks in this region are more redish and vibrant looking. You see a path leading forward and you decide to follow it. On the plus side, you haven't encountered an...
You decide to help the man. What kind of adventurer would you be to deny a father the aid he needs to save his family from the Craxil's minions? The royal military may have abandoned Jacquescrappe because it was remote and of no strategic value but dammit if you are going to end up just like them. However, something...
You run down the passageway that you were previously unable to get to while the three humunculi were at the campfire. Unfortunately, the humunculi have chosen the same path. You aren't sure if it is because they saw you or because of bad luck, but they are not far behind you now. You reach another chamber and find a...
You run down the passageway that you were previously unable to get to while the three humunculi were at the campfire. Unfortunately, the humunculi have chosen the same path. You aren't sure if it is because they saw you or because of bad luck, but they are not far behind you now. You reach another chamber and find a...
You run down the passageway that you were previously unable to get to while the three humunculi were at the campfire. Unfortunately, the humunculi have chosen the same path. You aren't sure if it is because they saw you or because of bad luck, but they are not far behind you now. You reach another chamber and find a...
Instinctively, you know you are going to be discovered if he gets any closer. You aren't sure how you are going to go about escaping the other two, but you are gonna have to kill this one before it gets any closer. Without warning you lunge forth and put your short sword through the creature's belly. You were actual...
You run outside the cave and around the corner. You are back on the plateau overlooking the village. Your heart is beating fast as hell and you are clutching your sword so tightly you will probably have blisters. Fortunately for you, the humunculi have chosen to run down the path behind their campsite. You wait out...
You've gotten past the bulk of the humunculi and the goblins were refreshingly easy, but as you continue forward you shudder to think at what else may lie in store for you up ahead. This nondescript plateau had dredged on for quite a while and still no sign of Redridge pass. Suddently you reach a tunnel and you are d...
You've gotten past the bulk of the humunculi and the goblins were refreshingly easy, but as you continue forward you shudder to think at what else may lie in store for you up ahead. This nondescript plateau had dredged on for quite a while and still no sign of Redridge pass. Suddently you reach a tunnel and you are d...
The troll may be large, but something tells you it would take more than a few arrows to bring this thing down and you have no intention of getting up close to it for a bluff. It takes time, but after making enough noise from cover you manage to get the troll's attention and lure him away from the tunnel entrance. The...
You might be able to hit the broadside of a barn, but your aim is not sufficient for anything more than a general area. You don't want to alert the goblin to your presence so you are just going to have to deal with him the old fashioned way. Under cover of midnight you slink around to the edge of the camp and work yo...
You cannot contain your curiosity about this camp but you know you should keep your distance and be careful. They are likely hostile after all. You remember that you are out in the open now so the sun will remove any advantage that the shadows had given you in the caves. You decide to wait until nightfall, then slin...
Naturally, you are not going to go down the passageway that your pursuers went down, that's just stupid. You want to avoid unnecessary conflict after allso you can increase your chances of reaching the Craxil. This passageway leads you out to a large plateau. To the right, you can see another several clusters of cav...
The room is too well lit to try and sneak past him and lunging forth at a superior foe with a short sword doesn't strike your fancy either. You decide to get creative and pull out the bow that Brandolf gave you in the council before you left. You ran a few practice shots before departing on this journey and you know ...
You press your body firmly against the back wall of the chamber and slowly make your way over to the entrance of the large passageway on the left. Occasionally the campfire will flicker light in your general direction giving you pause, but the humunculi are totally unaware of your presence. Eventually, you manage to ...
You are quickly beginning to wish Brandolf had given you a torch, but given the nature of your quest he probably figured you didn't need to draw attention to yourself. Still, you can barely see more than a few feet in front of your face and it is only getting darker as you continue further inward. You run your hand a...
"The trouble is that this poison must be ingested or applied to a blade, simply splashing your opponent with it will not suffice." "But how will anyone even get that far? Without royal aid, how can anyone even hope to reach the Craxil?" At this point, many in the council are reminded of your exploits at last ye...
Your world is rot. Your nostrils fill with the smell of excrement and decay that tends to fill your home. Still, it's all you have. You scurry among the scattered ruins, climbing atop a massive section of castle wreckage, sniffing the air. A rusted, blood-stained sword sits in one hand, a leather pouch hanging from y...
"I don't know anything," you say. The man grabs your throat, strangling it as he impales your hand. You try to scream, but you can't even get out a breath. "Quiet," the man says, pulling out the knife and releasing your throat as you whimper, clutching at your wound. "Do you think I picked you out by chance? You ...
"I don't know anything," you say. The man grabs your throat, strangling it as he impales your hand. You try to scream, but you can't even get out a breath. "Quiet," the man says, pulling out the knife and releasing your throat as you whimper, clutching at your wound. "Do you think I picked you out by chance? You ...
You awaken to a knife pressed against your throat. You reach for your sword in the darkness, but a hand catches yours. "Scream for help or try anything and I cut you open," a harsh voice growls. You try to nod, but the knife is pressed so tightly any movement would slice open your throat. "A prisoner was taken in...
You awaken to a knife pressed against your throat. You reach for your sword in the darkness, but a hand catches yours. "Scream for help or try anything and I cut you open," a harsh voice growls. You try to nod, but the knife is pressed so tightly any movement would slice open your throat. "A prisoner was taken in...
You grab the necklace, snatching it off her neck and clutching it in her hands. "Hey!" she cries, grabbing at it before you snarl, scarring her away. She whimpers, shuffling away from you. You stare at her, wrapping it around the hilt of your sword and clutching it tightly. You wait patiently for Pak to arrive. A...