Playable Race: The Hoglin
Back in the days of Tudor England, there was no finer Christmas feast than a whole hog’s head braised in wine. I decided to treat …
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Back in the days of Tudor England, there was no finer Christmas feast than a whole hog’s head braised in wine. I decided to treat …
You tell yourself that it’s just a story from men who have been at sea for too long, but they are so insistent about what …
You reach a point where the river is broad and slow moving, a place that is beautiful and could possibly even be called idyllic. By …
As you scale the gray slope, summit obscured by fog, you can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong. It starts as a quiet nagging …
In D&D 3.5e, there were 51 melee weapons. 4e technically an unlimited amount since all you had to specify was if the weapon was heavy …
Even though you coughed up the gold to rent a proper room after a few days on the road, you find that you’re unable to …
The woods are thick and dark so you stick to the road. It is a wide and well kept road so it seems like it …
What springs to mind when you try to think of the most archetypal Dungeons and Dragons character? Is it a halfling rogue fulfilling the classic …
You and your fellow travellers make your way through the unfamiliar mountain terrain, navigating roads that cling perilously to the sides of steep peaks. Progress …
This week, dear adventurer, picture yourself not in a dungeon, not in a camp in the woods, or a countryside tavern, but in a genetics …