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		The Puppet Master Posted by: Rage (GM) on Saturday, January 23, 2010 - 11:48 PM MST
		43 Reads This city was known to crawl with wretched creatures that went ‘bump’ in the night. In fact, of late it seemed to team with them. The last few nights were no different. It started out as a man simply walking to work on the graveyard shift at the docks. But what he’d come across was something terrible indeed. A be tusked beast it was, with a main of bone yellow and hide to match. Beady eyes stared at the man for several moments as the thing slouched before him. Talooned hands would lift, and oddly enough, the claws of the left hand extended to what appeared to be strings. This one was known only as ‘The Puppeteer.’ In a wriggling manner the ‘strings’ snaked their way around the man and attached at the base of his skull. The grin the beast gave was one of a hungry delight. ‘Mine to play.’ The thing croaked. And so the man was. His gaze slackened, eyes glassed over as the tendrils embedded deep within the spine and brain of the man. “Go my puppet. Go and play your scene.” Note: (GM Note) I will be having the game 1:00pm on Saturday January 30th. Feel free to join and have fun! ~Rage~ Read more... (1499 bytes more)


		Archived: Greed of the Cursed Chalice Posted by: Lurking Madness on Wednesday, November 25, 2009 - 12:05 AM MST
		138 Reads The leg of the Black Widow twitched as part of her web was disturbed. Someone had come. None came unless they were looking for something and this haggard traveler was looking for something all right. Read more... (5825 bytes more)


		Archived: Then it is time Posted by: Thayne on Friday, October 30, 2009 - 01:15 AM MST
		193 Reads Frigid darkness crept into the chamber, but it was welcome. “Zzsss.” Without a body, without a soul, the shape formed from the blackest night could scarcely communicate. But it had creative ways to form sounds from subtle changes in air, giving it a whispery voice. The cavern was illuminated from the floor by a blue-white glow. The pale pool cast its moonlit magic upward, lighting the only corporeal figure in the chamber. His skin no longer carried a healthy pink, his hair long surrendered for his craft. More beast than human now, beady gray eyes lifted toward the shadow. “And?” The shadow wavered in place, fearing the glowing light the Master used, “Sssshe issss no longer a problem.” Teeth that had been filed into pitted points filled the Master’s cruel smile. “Then it is time.” OOC: A new necromancer has moved in and has unleashed his minions to terrorize the good citizens of Auvrynon. Will he succeed in overrunning Auvrynon to claim the city for himself or will the citizens of the City of Gates defeat him and his evil plan while the Zatrikion's magic binds the Queen's hands over this sinister weekend? Join us for a ghoulishly good time this Halloween weekend, starting Friday night through Sunday evening!


		Archived: Angry Queens are best not to be bothered. Posted by: Thayne on Thursday, October 29, 2009 - 01:03 AM MST
		173 Reads The young handmaiden hurried out the door, shutting it quietly behind her. Within the circle of her arms, she carried a basket filled with fragrant soaps. Not a one had been touched tonight. Her boss, the plump Lady Courtney scolded the mousy haired girl, “You came back with ALL the soaps? What a foolish child!” The handmaiden was new, but certainly not a fool. “The Queen is out of sorts, m’lady.” She wasn’t afraid of Lady Courtney, but the woman could fire her in a heartbeat. “Angry, tis true! I have never seen her express hardly an emotion but just now she was furious.” “Nonsense!” Lady Courtney hissed. “Nothing would upset the Queen of Auvrynon. Now get back to work in the kitchens for the night. Give me those soaps.” The handmaiden turned over the basket and with a perfectly polite curtsey, she departed. Alone in the hall, Lady Courtney eyed the tall, lavish door that lead to the Queen’s very private bedchambers. Perhaps, she thought, best to err with caution. Angry Queens are best not to be bothered.


		Archived: Magnificent Meats And The Dark Secrets Posted by: Lurking Madness on Friday, September 04, 2009 - 11:05 AM MST
		274 Reads Magnificent Meats had been open for only a year and the proprietor, Jax the Butcher, was already getting tired of thieves and beggars. It was a daily routine of calling out city guards to report cuts of meat stolen, the till emptied, or a window or door broken. A man can only take so much before justice is taken in to his own hands. Read more... (4602 bytes more)


		Archived: Vigilante Rumors and Unproven Justice Posted by: Lurking Madness on Saturday, May 23, 2009 - 03:50 PM MST
		281 Reads "Why?!?" The wails of popular shop owner Javod Smeedleton could be heard over the body of his lovely daughter Jesabella. "Why did this happen!? I only sent her to collect dinner for us!" Read more... (4696 bytes more)


		Archived: No Such Thing As Secret Posted by: Enigma on Saturday, May 16, 2009 - 12:58 AM MST
		291 Reads A small courier company in Auvrynon had been doing well for itself in the past few months of business. Their messengers were quick and efficient and had someone on hand at all hours, ready to take any package, big or small, for their customers’ benefit. Little did they know the true benefit their company would be to other parties… Read more... (3427 bytes more)


		Archived: A Curious Entity Appears Posted by: Lurking Madness on Monday, April 20, 2009 - 11:26 PM MST
		338 Reads No one knows where the cloud came from, but everyone did know one thing. If it saw them, the insults would come in strings that all around would hear. Read more... (3020 bytes more)


		Archived: The Threat of Devastation Posted by: Lurking Madness on Monday, March 02, 2009 - 10:40 AM MST
		374 Reads Emerdal Cove was a place long abandoned by a village that once inhabited the shores. Religious zealots that soon found themselves slain and risen from the dead to wander the Ruins as minions of the tainted dragon. It was a barren land, that left nothing to the imagination except tales of greed and death. It was an untouched plain that seemed perfect for the Grand Experiment. Read more... (4983 bytes more)


		Archived: The Temple of Han Posted by: Lurking Madness on Sunday, February 08, 2009 - 11:19 PM MST
		358 Reads The Temple of Han was a small Temple that was starting gain a bit of attention due to recent events carried out by one of its 'priests'. Jadu had his calling and for years he had prayed on bended knees, searching for answers from his God. Just as he was preparing to give up the practice, the calling came and Jadu would never be the same. Read more... (3530 bytes more)


		Archived: The Spirit of Evil Posted by: BjornMaltac on Tuesday, January 06, 2009 - 07:51 PM MST
		378 Reads Edward wandered about that morning, wondering where he would find bodies for his new master. He knew he dare not fail to bring back some and worried that the master would punish him if they were not the correct ones. He remembered the pain he'd experienced having questioned Kelgar and he was not about to take the chance of angering him in any way if he could possibly help it. Edward was a coward and the formidable body Kelgar had created for him did not change that. He knew he needn't fear any human now, the power that surged through him, the strength and the fire that he could now breath would destroy anyone who stood in his way, but Kelgar was another matter. That evil one could and Edward knew he would kill him and worse, subject him to endless agony for eternity if he displeased him to much. Read more... (1972 bytes more)


		Archived: Evil Birthed Posted by: BjornMaltac on Sunday, January 04, 2009 - 08:02 PM MST
		358 Reads The lodge at Misty Haven was being put in shape magnificently. There was fresh pain on the verandas and the gingerbread shutters about the lower windows. The wood had been cut and stacked and a supply laid in at each wood stove and fireplace through out the estate. The drawing room had a grand new hooked rug in many colors with a fascinating design, carried from the markets in Auvrynon along with new tapestries, drapes and bed linens. Everything took on an appeal of rebirth added to by the wonderful aroma of pastry and bread and the delicious foods being prepared in the kitchens. Bradley had brought his favorite children friends to stay at the Lodge while they worked in the kitchen and helped establish a fine cuisine for the guests, already beginning to arrive. It was Bjorn's hopes to invite every one he considered a friend to come and partake of a dinner party and dance in the new, expanded court at the Misty Haven. He was excited for the first time in many months at the thought. So overjoyed was he that he totally missed the random energy flowing round the place, though his empathic reflexes would normally have bellowed to him. And, there was much for them to be screaming about as pure evil began to emerge from the foul stench of a forgotten grave. Read more... (12447 bytes more)


		Archived: The Hunter Posted by: Lurking Madness on Monday, December 01, 2008 - 12:24 PM MST
		462 Reads The Hunter. That was the only name he went by. He wore a dark green cloak, one that matched the shadows of the forest. He wore high boots that protected his legs through muck. His usual garb was brown and gray. He looked more like a ranger, but he was The Hunter. Read more... (1633 bytes more)


		Archived: Wanted - Dead or Alive Posted by: Pentrath on Friday, November 21, 2008 - 10:51 AM MST
		434 Reads WANTED - DEAD OR ALIVE As with all messages of need, this one will be short. The criminal Alaria Haydon was seen setting fire to the business Needle and Thread on the south side of the Traders' Square. This grevious act has led to a reward of 1000 gold pieces being offered for her to be brought Dead or Alive to the propietor of the Anvil and Loom, Mr. Pentrath Irwin. Alaria is described as a woman of five foot three inches, a petite woman with a slim yet curvy build. Her hair is arguably black or dark brown and falls down her back in a mass of waves of varying lengths. The eyes that gaze out are vibrant green in color and almost always seem to be warm and welcoming. Her most distinguishing mark is the large wings tattooed over her back, but in the colder weather they may be hidden under layers of clothing. When asked she claims to be an herbalist and natural healer, which is true however do not be fooled, she is a most dangerous criminal. Read more... (882 bytes more)


		Archived: The Girl with Big Dreams Posted by: Lurking Madness on Tuesday, November 04, 2008 - 03:45 PM MST
		467 Reads Not many could possess the power that Enoka Wright had. She discovered this power through her dreaming, sleeping soundly at night, snug in her bed, only to awaken to a jungle of creatures that crawled across the covers, snaked along her floors, and skittered up the walls. Read more... (6152 bytes more)


		Archived: The Falling Sky Posted by: Argus on Wednesday, September 03, 2008 - 11:35 PM MST
		407 Reads The night was clear and beautiful above the City of Gates, perfectly serene, until the first star fell. The tiny rock flared red across the sky, super-heated by the atmosphere, and struck the ground a little way outside the city with tremendous force, leaving a small crater. Hearing the impact, people emerged from their homes, stepping out just in time to see dozens more or the strange stones blaze towards the ground, landing all around the city and into the nearby sea. Some punched holes through roofs, while the heat from others caused small fires, but by and large, the mysterious hail of pebbles seemed to cause little trouble.


		Archived: Message in a Bottle: The Catch. Posted by: Kaos on Wednesday, August 13, 2008 - 03:55 PM MST
		415 Reads Malfischt sat up late one night after his customers had gone, putting quill and ink to paper. He was going over his inventory, that plain glass jar on his desk. He’d not been totally honest with the people who took the gifts he offered, the jar did not continuously shed names as more were spoken into it. Rather, the essence of the individual was stolen away into the ether and gathered in another plane of existence. As the merchant scribbled orders down to replace things, wrote down the week’s “sales”, he suddenly felt as though someone had walked over his grave. Read more... (2353 bytes more)


		Archived: A Colossal Game Time! Posted by: Triumph on Monday, August 04, 2008 - 07:55 PM MST
		430 Reads My Colossal Threat game (the story is posted below) will be held on Sunday at 8 pm MR time; that's 6 pm Pacific. We'll get as far as we can before people have to leave, but I project a two game running time. Let me know if you mean to attend, or if you wish you could but can't. If I get enough people who want to reschedule I'll see what I can do.


		Archived: A Colossal Threat Posted by: Triumph on Tuesday, July 29, 2008 - 09:03 AM MST
		501 Reads As the summer sun beat down upon the busy streets of Auvrynon, the tall and ornate buildings gave a sense of security to all who inhabited it. True, the streets themselves were notoriously dangerous, but when it came to threats from without, the rule of the Queen had sheltered the city time and again. Unbeknownst to those citizens, a new danger had emerged far closer than any had imagined to be possible. Read more... (11523 bytes more)


		Message in a Bottle? Posted by: Kaos on Sunday, July 27, 2008 - 11:27 PM MST
		343 Reads The old man clucked his tongue, lifting a hand to his forehead to wipe the sweat from his brow. In his left hand was a grungy handkerchief that had seen far too much use. In his right, the reins for the sorrel mare who pulled his cart to the crossroads outside of the City of Gates.. Read more... (725 bytes more)


		Archived: Bugs, Bugs and More Bugs Posted by: Lurking Madness on Sunday, July 06, 2008 - 11:24 AM MST
		537 Reads It was a dark ship that pulled in to the harbor late one evening. The sails seemed tattered, although they worked perfectly and smoothly to bring the ship in. The deep mahogany wood drifted slowly towards Zephyr’s Wharf, while the black sails remained taught on their riggings. On deck were a few lanterns that dimly lit the deck while a solitary chest was heaved up from below. It would be start of turmoil as the dark ship from Elixion made a temporary stop in Auvrynon. Read more... (3392 bytes more)


		Archived: Absence and Appologies Posted by: Argus on Wednesday, May 21, 2008 - 02:15 PM MST
		507 Reads I just wanted to give everyone a quick apology. As of Thursday, May 22, I'm going to be heading out of town. I won't be back until June 23, so until then, any game I was about to start is going to have to go on hold. Read more... (73 bytes more)


		Archived: The Quest Posted by: Argus on Thursday, May 01, 2008 - 09:40 AM MST
		511 Reads From the temple of An’Karath, the word was sent out to both faithful and non-believer alike. The high priests, Berazan and Vander, were prepared to offer a substantial reward to whoever was willing and able find and bring back several artifacts of value to the church. Read more... (156 bytes more)


		Archived: The Collector Posted by: Lurking Madness on Sunday, April 13, 2008 - 08:13 AM MST
		552 Reads With the strange and sudden death of Madam Toulane in Auvrynon, things seemed to run rampant in the merchant rumor mills. Those who could not attend were grateful they had stayed away, while those who did told wicked stories of the hellish beast that came from the woman’s bowels. Read more... (2774 bytes more)


		Archived: Visions of the Harbinger Posted by: Argus on Sunday, April 06, 2008 - 07:05 AM MST
		574 Reads In the sacred halls of An’Karath’s temple, no sound is to be heard, save for the constant stream of water drops that pour from the Holy Stone. Yet something strange has stirred the high priests, and after years in perfect contemplation, they have come together in the dark and freezing vault beneath the inner sanctum to break their vows of silence. Read more... (1331 bytes more)


		Archived: Madam Toulane's Last Hurrah Posted by: Lurking Madness on Monday, March 24, 2008 - 11:12 PM MST
		705 Reads The name Toulane was usually associated with the make and model of several throwing knives, hatches and daggers that were often forged and found in the hands of infantry and Knights alike. It was an old family name that had been around for several generations in Auvrynon, and one that was quite established in the city. That lineage was about to end. Read more... (5384 bytes more)


		Archived: The Soul Painter - A Wanted Man Posted by: Lurking Madness on Friday, February 29, 2008 - 01:15 PM MST
		565 Reads Havier hadn’t realized how deep he had gotten with his soul stealing. The need was his obsession, and his obsession was his undoing. Read more... (2879 bytes more)


		Archived: The Soul Painter Posted by: Lurking Madness on Sunday, January 06, 2008 - 12:42 AM MST
		678 Reads When an artist loses his soul, does his artwork suffer, or does it make the art more valuable? Searching to regain what was taken through anger and war, the painter comes to town, looking to take back what is rightfully his. Read more... (4145 bytes more)


		Archived: Game Time at the Barrel Posted by: Argus on Thursday, December 06, 2007 - 10:33 PM MST
		628 Reads Barring any freak changes of circumstance, the Barrel O'Women game should be taking place Tuesday, December 11, at around 7pm Auvrynon time, give or take.


		Archived: Great Prizes and a Barrel O'Fun! Posted by: Argus on Thursday, November 29, 2007 - 07:54 AM MST
		666 Reads Ghastly ghosts in a brothel basement can only mean one thing. . . Read more... (929 bytes more)

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