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The door to the tavern opened letting the storm in for the moment it took the stranger to enter. Few heads turned as the man closed the door behind him. His cloak covered his body from head to foot, only his wrinkled hand grasping an iron-shod staff revealed that he was indeed human. The hood of his cloak hid his face, as he made his way through the room to the fireplace. One of the serving girls approached and gasped when he turned to face her. Snake-like, his hand darted forth and seized her wrist, pulling her close.

Seeing the girl in trouble, the barkeep shouted ,'Oy there! Let the lass be about her business!'

'Aye. That I will.' replied the man smiling, teeth gleaming beneath his hood.

With a shriek, the girl transformed to whirling dervish of fangs and claws. Men ran for the door only to find it sealed. In a few moments, all but the man and serving girl were dead, bodies rent limb from limb. The man approached the girl and took her head in his hands. Lifting her, he kissed her, then threw her lifeless body to the ground.

The door to the tavern opened letting the storm in for the moment it took the stranger to leave.

Rakhir

AuthorTitle
AttikaThe Tale of Sir Cedrig
The eyes bespoke a self-awareness and intelligence too. Was the creature merely malign and hated all living things? Or was its hatred directed upon itself -- knowing what it once was and now had become? What an awful Fate, he decided, to be Dead and conscious of your condition. Destroying such a creature would be an act of mercy, nearly of kindness. There could hardly be a worse existence.
Kamwai An Amazon's Honor- Denari V'Imlatishan
I give you a tale of a bold, wild, and stubborn youth. Of mounting glories and great achievements. And of a terrible failure. Of lessons forgot and of lost honor. Of a long fall from grace and scant hope for redemption.
LemmingofGloryGarda
"It's the addictive droppings of pixies. Cain is very much controlled by his dependancy on Pixips, which frequently appear on magically enchanted items. He typically scavenges them off of items that he identifies. With the lack of new items being brought up from the dungeon Cain is likely to experience withdrawul and without warning go into a trance-like state without realizing it." Aydria explained.
NystulTales of the Geezer
Now where was I? Ah yes, the battle. It was a cold foggy night when they sent me in. "One last hurrah for the old man," they said. "Take em by surprise and maybe we end this thing." I kinda wonder whether they really thought I could do it, but that ain't important now. Anyways, I buttoned up the ole wolfskin coat and put on my thinkin cap and got myself some trainfare to head home, and then I was off to the front. Of course I knew I'd have to fight it on foot so I brought my walking sticks too.
OcchidiangelaThe Friends of Sysiphus
Sysiphus gets the rock to the top of the hill, only to have it roll down again and start all over.
OcchidiangelaThe Rabbit Cooking Barbarian of Harrogath
The disguise had worked again. No one recognized him, here in the far North. No one knew him, and more importantly, no one knew of his past. He looked over at the book, finally giving in to temptation. Reaching out with a smoke blackened hand from his kneeling position, and he pulled the book to him.
Rakhir Otrere's Tale
Heads turned as the Amazon strode to the knight's table, several of Ogden's customers shifted position to place their shield in easy reach. Amazon and Knight, there were going to be some broken dishes. The Amazon unhooked her axe from her belt. Ogden's employees rushed to collect dishes and payment as customers edged closer to the door. The knight looked up from his repast and stood. Patrons of the inn bolted for the door.
TaoniThe Tale of Lion-Mouse
 “My dear, Hell is a DEADLY place! But with ME at your side...”

Whyte Tyger

The Chronicles of Erim Lera
Wherever Erim Lera's psyche had been sent to this time didn't seem to matter any longer. The last thing she had known, she was attacking her former body from behind, after her sister had ejected her from the body. Now, all she felt was the erupting pain inside her abdomen, which could mean only one thing.

Whyte Tyger

The Chronicles of Callera
With a pained gasp, the horn came free, and Callera placed pressure on her wound. She walked to her pack, wherein she gathered a scroll that would bring forth a portal back to the Rogue Encampment. Callera was losing blood at a quick rate, but she managed to read aloud the incantation inscribed on the scroll. Just as the portal began to open, she fell towards it.
AuthorBattle Reports
VariousClassic Diablo Ironman - Victory Reports

Nystul

A King's Tale - Animal
"Me be Barbarian Lord for much time, want be big King like Corwin, Cohen, and Sparta."
CharisRequiem for an Unknown Barbarian
The trio expected Phase four to be the worst, with the potential to awake far more than they could handle. Yet they did so well establishing the kill zone that not many knights were left, and through bravery and happy feet, the two switches were thrown.
Cyrene(AMZ)Tales of the Hell/Hell Stealth Hunt
Finally, with all pots gone, mana shield blown and red to the dregs, the game freezes and the death animation starts. Whew. When I restarted, I had 32 life left....
MorganeTroyhune's Level 50
Since Troyhune is in small part demon, she has a tendancy to use items that are more fitting for an NTS than a sensible Cavalier.

Dr. Disaster

Niriel`{SNOB} finally hit 50!
Plus as soon as we've been aware that a boss was present on the current level we did not hesitate to charged in and seeked it out since Niriel wanted to show them the real power an Elistist can unleash! These powerful(?) minions have been slaughtered without mercy:
Zed-FAssIsGrass
Battle report of a solo Slacker variant
AuthorMisc
 

What happens when Charis was MIA for a few days...
Poster’s name with-held by request

VariousA few screen grabs

 

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