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The first war was begun by the first of the fiends. On leathery wings they rose from their first home in the Gray Waste, dripping gore and spiritual slime, hungry as only a new-hatched thing can be. They rose to devour the Upper Planes, which were ...

Article - ripvanwormer - 2008-07-04 19:49 - 5 comments - 0 attachments

~Pandemonium, Day 15~ It's like the wind knows who I am, who all of us are. And these pale men and women we kill, these packs with their pale bodies given hints of amphibian things - their frog smiles tell us they know too. I hate it her ...

Article - sciborg2 - 2009-11-03 12:05 - 0 comments - 0 attachments