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Elissia & Max

On the outer limits of the city the stood over watching the herd by day to earn trust and shelter in the night. Johnathan did the initial introduction with the herds owner and set up the guard agreement for shelter while the rest of the group went inside the city. Elissia volunteered to stay and keep Max in check.

The herd of sheep were calmly grazing on the grass and bleating to one another. In the center of the field Max looked at the heard in admiration of having a simple life. He felt the warmth of the sun on his mane and the breeze that came across the plains. He was content and relaxed in the calm. Even giving consideration to being a Shepard himself one day. Lowering himself to the cool ground Max sat and watched the heard. He watched the sun make its way over head and set in the west. The double moons and the the rings in the sky became even more visible as the sun faded away. Max was enlisted to help the owner of the flock in the round up for the night. Too many predators would be drawn to the herd during the night if left free to roam.

Elissia

She sat on the the back of one of the grazing sheep. Too small to be noticed she lounged lazily on the fluffy wool like a living cloud. Occasionally looking at Max to make sure he wasn't being disturbed. Laying on her back with her wings folded she looked up into the sky. Her hands folded behind her head. The light blue with the passing of islands from the war ages past floating by. She couldn't help but think of the future and her love.

How many time did she come close to just saying the words. So many times they had saved each other. She felt her heart beat quicken as her thoughts became more detailed in her love of him. To reach out and rap her tiny arms around him. If only.. She shook her head before her imagination ran away with her heart. "One day I'll find a way to tell him, to hold him close and show him how I feel." Elissia sighed and continued to watch as the islands faded into the horizon.

The sun was setting and the rings were now becoming visible against the darker sky. It would be a double moon night which meant to her the pull of nature would become stronger for the next few days. Her skin shivered with excitement. She got to her feet still unnoticed by the sheep. Stretching her wings she flew up into the air. Elissia's eyes spotted the perfect spot.

A rain barrel filled with water. Diving into a free fall she opened her wings and defied the ground soaring up into the air to land perfectly on the barrels edge. Her smile was almost as bright as one of the stars in the new night sky. She dipped her toe in and shivered in excitement the water was warm from the days sun but the onset of night would bring a chill. Elissia whispered to the water and it began to bubble. Steam rose from the surface. Elissia dipped her toe in again and it was hot but not unbearable. "Perfect!" She laid her clothes on the lip and slowly worked her way into the heated water. Using the barrels edge she lowered her self in feet first. Then after the harder part of her hips she let out a sigh and pushed away from the edge. Happy she floated on her back in the hot water feeling relaxed and refreshed. Elissia felt her cares melting away but her love remained.

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Cynn

She watched as Johnathan got up and left her. He was obviously too restless to see she was just as restless in another way. She cast her gaze around till it fell on a woman with a stain on her soul. The woman was tan from field work and half drunk. She could see the stain so this wouldn't be too hard. Getting up Cynn walked over while casting a silent cantrip to look more like a wench and sat next to her. "It's alright luv tell Gretchen your troubles."

The lady just burst like a over ripened piece of fruit under the slightest pressure. "I did it I couldn't take it no more and did it." She sobbed as she told the tale of abuse. She took a deeper drink and quickly passed out.

Cynn was quick as she held her up and slowly rested the girl on the table. "Rest luv. Your nightmare is over. His will be coming soon." She stood setting some coin on the table. Looking at another bar maid Cynn motioned her over while the illusion persisted. "Here," Putting some coin in her apron. "Take this one to a room and let her sleep it off." After receiving a head nod Cynn left the tavern to her mark. She dropped the illusion and flew of into the night in her true form.

She landed silently and undetected by most. The barn in the distance had horses that cried out and became agitated because they could feel her presence. Cynn knocked on the door loud and hard. In the moments of waiting canst a cantrip to have her clothes disappear. She was now only in her boots and a dark cloak. As the door opened the mans eyes grew wide. Before he spoke she rushed him with a kiss. Her arms wrapping around the sack of delicious sin. As she pulled back Cynn saw the dullness in his eyes. Pushing on his chest gently she made her way inside. Her finger made a little flourish and the door closed itself. Keeping her true formed exposed she used her claws to post mark his soul for the one way trip. Face covered in runes she pressed her naked body against his and kissed him a final time. Drawing out all of his life and damning him for all eternity. His body shriveled. As she let go the husk hit the floor with a thud like a core of wood. Cynn spit on the husk and it began to burn. Soon the whole house was engulfed in fire. She walked through the rooms taking things of value. Making her way to the bottom of the stairs she walked calmly to the front door. The building burning around her. As she walked out a few of the farmers stood there looking at her naked surrounded in flames and smiling.

Cynn strode out to the front steps as the upper floor collapsed behind her. The rush of fire filling the air and the intense heat warming her slightly. "Hear me. Do evil onto others and evil will collect!" She let out a loud hiss as she leaped into the air disappearing in the night. Too high for mortals to see her she watched as the farmers with buckets in hand let the house burn. Cynn flew back to her room and slept in the bed naked waiting for Johnathan's return.

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In the port city of Hyjal you can find most anything. It is here we find the troupe of one Johnathan Steelleaf. Down in the tavern of, the bottom barrel. Returning after a lucrative venture from a forgotten elven civilization. Not with out its wonders and perils...

Johnathan
Leaning back in his chair with a cup of wine he raises the glass to his companions. "Fortune favors the bold. We did good and no one died." Drinking the sweet taste of the good imported stuff. He sites and listens to the crowd. Time passes as the candles begin to be lit. By now most of the troupe has retired and left save his love Cynn. His cross bow resting against his chair Johnathan soon finds his mind wandering for the next adventure. "Troupe I'll be right back I gotta see a gnome about some things." grabbing the cross bow and giving a general wave to Cynn he stands and walks out the double swinging doors.

It was late most of the city was asleep except for him he knew Kiltzen the gnome would be up as well. Down the main roads he traveled to the door of the burned out building. The sign hung above read hearths fire. It was rumored that the building was built over the first encampment that grew into the city it is today. In a whisper Johnathan spoke the words and opened the door. his eyes had the night vision ability but there was never a need the glass orbs floating near the center of the ceiling provided day light to every corner. "Be with you." The old familiar voice said.

The walls were stone and the room was as large as a kings courtyard. The sprawling shelves filled with books and potions and scrolls galore. There were desks and a iron circular stair well in the center of the room three floors in all and each something to sell. within minutes out came the oldest gnome one could imagine. he was bald and clean shaven but the bag under the bags of his eyes showed the years he had stayed awake reading some old forgotten tome. "Do I know you?"

Johnathan rolled his eyes and face palmed. In this position he spoke to the gnome. "Y-es, your name is Kiltzen and you like sending me to get ancient stuff then you pay me. Remember?"

The gnome rubbed his chin. "Eh sounds like something I would do. Did you almost die?"

Still holding his face in his hand he shook his head slightly. "No, not yet."

"Ah well, What can I do for you tonight?" Kiltzen walked behind the desk and sat on a high stool. Leaning over the podium in front of him he tilted his head and waited for the reply.

"Well I was wondering if you might have some more work for us. Something on the profit side for us. last time you said after we came back from getting you that book you could find us a location ripe with treasure."

The gnome pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. "I did? ...OH! Yea! I have just the place! I found it in the tome some young kid brought to me. Just the other day I believe." Pulling a tiny silver bell from his pocket he rang it once and a book appeared on the podium before him. Here we are, This swamp was new, there used to be an old human kingdom before the first fall of man in the bronze age. Tales tell of the king of this place had maps to gem mines. Mines rich with jewels enough to keep his kingdom in power for generations."

"So what happen?"

"OH that's a terrible tale. The queen was most evil and murdered the king. She went mad searching for the maps and cursed the place. The sorrow of the last king caused the palace to sink and a swamp to rise around it. some say there is a tribe of poison spitting lizard folk who dwell there. But I wouldn't worry about it. They were most likely murdered by the soul siphoning specters that reside in the passage ways."

"Great... You got a map to this place?" Johnathan mad a fist with his hands at his side. He was sure this gnome would be the death of him.

"Now as a matter of fact I do." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a scroll casing. As he handed it to Johnathan he continued talking. "Not sure who would be foolish enough..." Before he could finish the door to the shop slammed closed and he noticed he was alone. "Kids these days..."

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Antagonist!!

Minions

Beneath the waves lies the OVERMIND. An alien being of immense psionic power. Dominating the waters outside the sea. Creating life in its own image and sending them into the caverns beneath the earth to find lost relics and spread the will of the Overmind! No ship that sails the seas and leave the coast is ever found.

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Antagonist!!

Name: Sarin Urjinkov Vamipre lord & soul eater. Commander of the endless night Nick name: The legion

Between the western capitals and the eastern Giant realm there lies a massive(92k square miles) grave yard of death. There any living creature dies and joins the legion. Even ancient eldritch creatures travel around this realm of eternal night. Clouds as dark as night shroud the land so that even the sun is denied. Once a great crusade was waged to free this land of death.

A paladin of an ancient order took a few thousand on mounted horse and road into the land. Legend has it they fought so hard and long that the sun burst through the clouds. At night the brilliance of their faith blazed like tiny stars in the distance. For days and night they battled the ceaseless legion of the undead. Every manner of corpse assaulted them in this siege. Till on the fifth night the commander pushed the steel of righteousness into the vampiric demon lord Nessius. Then did the real threat emerge. Sarin...

With the death of her master, she was now the Lord of death and the legion. She had told the remaining holy knights that for freeing her from total control she was indebted to them and offered the leader of the band of fools a pact. The leader bloodied and exhausted spit the blood from his mouth. He stood on his feet and raised his sword. "Then my pact is this, I bind you to the edges of this realms old boarders and never again shall you roam free!"

Furious she stood before the legion and stared at the paladin with the few remaining champions."So be it!" With a wave of her hand the legion descended upon them brutally murdering the lot where they stood. They died that night, only to rise again as death knights searching the land for a way to end the curse that is Sarin. They still wear the armor of their faith. Any who speak the knights true name is granted sanctuary among their ranks.

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Antagonist!

The vortex

This maelstrom of magical energy has a prismatic spray effect to those that get caught in its wake.
Deep in the center of a never ceasing vortex of wind is the mad mage gnome Gilthren. He became the first gnome to achieve immortality by transferring his soul into a mechanical golemn. (if only he had done it perfectly..)

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Antagonist!!!

dracolich Name:??? Age:???
Resides among the dessert south of Ciaro. Any ship especially bearing treasure know never to cross the desert. A large tribe of scorpion anthro worship it as a god of death. Nothing is known of this evil undead except the desert is the domain it has called home since before the age of humanoids. rumors persist that the dragon god cursed this creature and sent down a magic curse killing everything in the area to creating the dessert.

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The Fist
Name: Cassidy race anthro class: 12 monk Alignment: LN

"Oh my, so sorry!"

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The blade
Name: Orson Rune Race: human class: 8lvl fighter 4lvl ranger Alignment: CG

"I existed for my people. Now... I have none."

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The healer
Name: Elissia Thistle Race: fey Class:12 druid alignment: NG

Faith: Obihai the natural order