Quip by a Technoshaman about Ignorance
“You purists make me laugh. How can simple organic life possibly be more complex than...
“You purists make me laugh. How can simple organic life possibly be more complex than...
Like all work songs, dwarven forge chants drive hands and tools toward rhythm and...
The dwarf laughs gregariously as her mighty mane of rough, blond hair flows behind her...
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A mountainous figure pushes through the bustling crowd, draped in fur and natural might....
You dip your fingers into the paint, the waxy substance cold as ice to the touch. You...
Action, Barbarian, Celtic, Cyberpunk, Drug, Item, Scene request
The bitter pill doesn’t go down easy; it seems to catch in your throat at every...
The blue pill is curved like the end of a scimitar, ten notches cut into the concave...
The small pot fits in the palm of the hand like a makeup compact. Its cheap,...