William Jones
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Overlord Madskweek was looking forward to his great victory. He would give a huge victory speech, and then set about fortifying this new realm. And then he'd reconquer his dungeon and enslave that overgrown female who dared to challenge him! The pinkskins were finished. He had destroyed their town and flushed them from their burrows. All of them were now quivering in the large stone den he was saving for last. Once his brave warriors over-ran its defenders, this battle would be over. Even as he watched,…-
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Sir Timothy led the charge out from the Tavern, his small group killing rat-kin as they went. When they started to get swarmed, Lori Lightingale let loose with one of her big spells, blinding the nearby rats and greatly confusing the rest. The rat-kin could operate in daylight, but they didn't like it. It was only a couple of hundred feet to the barracks. That was a long way to go when you had to watch all around for rat-kin trying to stab you in the kidneys or dive from roof tops. The rangers and rogues…
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"We need to hold this building. We do that, we win, I don't care how many rats are roaming the town. They might even help us out, clear out some of those hiding ACME fighters." Brandon could see Timmy weakening in front of him, he wasn't good in a fight unless the camera was on him and the odds in his favor. Timmy just nodded. Too many foes outside, even if they were level 1. "Right. I'll go about sealing the doors and windows on the first floor. Do you think they can get in on the upper floors? " A…
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Brandon woke up with overlapping blue screens in front of his face and Timmy screaming hysterically in his ear about poisoned rat-kin beer. He nearly planted his mace in Timmy's face – but was prevented by a horde of rat-kin appearing from the dungeon portal. Since Timmy took a step back, Brandon bashed in the snout of a rat-kin instead. Their position was horrible - he could see that right away. They needed out of the basement. "Lori!! Big Flash!! NOW!!" Lori Lightingale was a Sparkle mage. Her…
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Suzette smiled as she poured two more ales from the keg, "Who needs a refill?" Two players who had just entered the tavern reached for them. "We heard this is on the house." "Well of course it is! It's Mr. Brandon's tavern and I hear you are all celebrating a big victory! I'll keep serving up the ale as long as it lasts. Does anyone else need a refill?" Suzette had been pouring ale for the remaining people fighting for Momco since they returned from the fight. Those left here to guard were a bit…
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Themis roared into the fight with the two demons like a whirlwind. She only had a bit of armor on, and was wielding a two-handed sword that glowed blue with a lightning enhancement. The paladin seemed to have the other fight under control, so she concentrated her attacks upon the new arrival. Her weapon cleaved one of the sedge beast heads trying to gore her and cut deeply into the squishy body. And stuck there. The four mages who were attached to the daemon twitched as the electrical pulse from the…
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Sedge beasts have a lot of parts once you start taking them apart with a cleaver. The haunches and sides ended up in the smokehouse, but that's just the start. Brains got tossed into a barrel for use by the leather workers. Livers, kidneys, and some cuts of lean meat were gathered up every day by the smoke golem for sausage makings, along with the intestines for casings. Squirmie preferred to eat lightly charred lungs, tongue, and hearts. Hooves were saved to be melted down for glue. Several barrels of a…
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Falconer watched the Vixens head down the road, loudly talking of drinking and men. The ten fighters taking over the small camp settled in for a long boring night. They complained about the lack of beer, the lack of food, and the lack of women. They also complained about the weather, Brandon, why Timmy's crew got to do a dungeon and they didn't, and life in general. Falconer listened to it for a half hour and then decided they needed something else to think about. He ran his hands down his falcon's…
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Varsil and the rest of your little band of merry girls finally got off shift. Ten very grumpy players took over guarding the flag at the gates to the sealed up spooky city. It had finally stopped raining, although lightning still flickered overhead. "Let's move it girls. We have a date with some beer and a big hunk of beefcake." Hildy shouldered her axe and skipped down the road, her red braids flying about her. "And best of all, it's a drinking contest, which means he's mine all mine." The other girls…
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Izak and Morty discussed who to take. Morty's knowledge of necromancy helped. Skeletons were fairly immune to arrows. The difficulty hitting small targets in the darkness plus that immunity made them skip the ranger and arcane archer. One cleric was talked into going who went by the name BandaidBob. Bob made sure they understood his skills were all support abilities, "I can heal, remove fear, do first aid, and buff your armor. Just don't look for me for DPS or any of the holy light stuff.” Izak actually…
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