The being of rage and instinct known once known as Kurtz held on to the corpse of the assassin, refusing to give up it’s meal until every last shred of life had been taken. The being of morals and...
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The being of rage and instinct known once known as Kurtz held on to the corpse of the assassin, refusing to give up it’s meal until every last shred of life had been taken. The being of morals and...
The success of the attack granted Kurtz some much needed confidence, reminding him that he was no longer the powerless boy from the tomb. He was able to gain the force of will to snap the head off of...
The young boy trembled as the larger man came closer, his strides denoting confidence and strength. He reached on of his large hands and picked Kurtz up by the throat, his grip tight, but not...
Quassek reveled in the thought of returning to his Goddess with the prize he knew she craved more than anything else. The praise from her would be great, he knew, and he’d be willing to sacrifice...
Hour after hour he ran, long after his features returned to normal. Once he stopped, miles away from the village, he attempted to get his mind under control as his emotions spilled out. The people of...
Kurtz raced towards Homlett, trying to find the source of the dark column rising over the tops of the trees. As he reached the flattened path that began the rough street of the town, he could see...
“Well Done Slave.†The husky voice of the skull intoned. “Channeling Motivation Allows You Use Of Your Own Strength, Instead Of Relying Solely On Ours. Imagine That Feeling With An Ambition...
The village of Homllet was truly just a small collection of huts gathered around a small central square, farmhouses spreading out for many miles behind them. The only inn for travelers to stay and...
In the dark depths of her stagnant and decrepit lair, a pallid woman with long black hair, fair complexion and a set of too black eyes sat on a throne made of bone covered in thousands of strands of...
Kurtz stood in the meadow, his sword drawn. He stared at the animated piles of bone that lumbered towards him, the shook of seeing them appear causing him to hesitate. If he wasn’t quick enough,...
The events that lead Kurtz to the present had been pieced back together, and he glanced at his right hand, feeling it as whole as the day he was born. He used his right hand to feel the place in his...
Kurtz had no sensation of falling, seeming to pass out during the fall. The scenes from earlier played in his mind. Losing his arm from a magical curse, The Large man Carter killing Merek. the...
The man called Carter looked at his fallen companions, the short, bearded man named Mardu, killed by the corpse of the lich, and Merek, the lanky spellcaster, slain by his own hand. Either one of...
The other brigands readily agreed with the tall man, and soon Kurtz found himself walking into the room alone, the spark of hope extinguished. As he approached the treasure, the skeleton on the...
The platform was gigantic, miles across in every direction. From the door, the distance hid the true size of the building, rising from the cavern floor. The small doorway leading further down into...
The group stepped through the door way, the dust of countless ages being disturbed by the air-flow. The hall had returned to the jet-black stone and connected lines of the earlier rooms, keeping...
The pain that coursed through Kurtz the second time felt even more intense than the first, he felt as if the very life was being sucked out of him, and the agony that followed the end was worse...
The small group made their way through the dense woods, the three cloaked men in the front seeming to know a path that the captive Kurtz could not see. As they moved forward, the rope bound young man...
Starting up his campfire from the still smoldering ashes, he began to make his breakfast. The sausage sizzled as the fat began to melt, causing a pleasant aroma to perforate the air. The thought...
The empty tomb seemed a stark prison cell, with the dias in the center acting as the only piece to break up the monotony of the maze of lines that seemed to infest the room. Once the panic, seeming...
Kurtz awoke slowly with the brand of numb comfort that only comes to those who have overslept for far longer than necessary. He had no memory of where he was or how he’d gotten to the place he...
Nope! For now I think I’m okay- I’m going to take some time and read through the guides and some previous posts to get my bearings a bit! Thank you so much!
There we go! I cleaned up the part about the wound needing to be inflicted by the weapon- you’re absolutely right! The goal was to make it similar to a poisoned blade. I then added the limit of not...
Hey Guys- I heard about this site from a friend of mine I grew up with, and I've been really excited to give it a try! I hope you'll bear with me, my posting will be a little erratic as I have a new...