It crawls forth from the deep recesses of the pits below. An abomination. A cretinous monstrosity formed of the suffering of the damned, doomed to Aufstrag. It hangs there. Motionless. Watching you through the hollow white globes of eyes that bear no intelligence or purpose of intent....
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Friday, October 09, 2020
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Plywood Memories from Gencon to Vegas
Out trip to Gencon took us up through the Arkansas Delta country, and into the boot of Missouri, across the Big Muddy and on into the spra...
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Where do the Roads to Adventure lead? Countless battles and hordes retrieved! How now do the spoils of your endeavors pay off? In stone and...
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Myths can be scary. I won't go into a few because I just didn't want to read about infanticide this morning. But through infanticid...
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