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everything reminds me of her (d&d character from now-defunct campaign)

#-_-

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“forgive and forget” wrong, eldrich blast

#it basia

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“forgive and forget” wrong, eldrich blast

#heh #Basia

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Can’t wait for the new generation of kids who will have their bisexual awakening with this Bruce Wayne and this Selina Kyle.

#I mean #p.good choice of Leona's parents

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Zoe Kravitz for Yves Saint Laurent - Black Opium

#Basia Wanderwind #Basiallah #Basia

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Fort Minor | Where’d You Go? (2005)

i could ask you the same question, fort minor…

#Basia Wanderwind #Grenn #Leona #The Tiny #Ponderosa DnD

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dnd is like

DM: here is this beautiful world i have lovingly crafted for you, full of magic and wonder

players: cool thanks

players: we will use it for fuckery

#we're in full home-brew and the fuckery only grows

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oh to be a fledgling necromancer and enchant a skull to laugh at my jokes

#the necromancer

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A sword that screams whenever you swing it, and the volume is directly tied with how fast its swung

#2nded

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REBLOG THIS IF you love your DnD character, are making a DnD character OR you have eaten approximately 12 D20s

#>.>

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#Grenn

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We did once again, figure out a way that we can pretend to kiss our brother.

#see: why Basia can never romance an NPC

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@davidock

Alternative districts for your fantasy RPG city:

Dragon Hill - This exclusive, gated community was constructed on what was thought to be a hill bearing an uncanny resemblance to a vast, sleeping dragon. Decades later, its name proved less poetic than intended when the dragon woke up. Now alert, the Dragon of the Hill – having napped long enough for geography to accrete around it – seems disinclined to move and accepts its situation with good humour, though it’s able to wield considerable influence over the city’s wealthiest citizens simply by threatening to stand up.

The Dungeon Quarter - When “adventurer” first became recognised as a legitimate profession, a few enterprising souls tried to cash in on the ensuing fad by constructing scale versions of various famous dungeons as tourist attractions. The project failed, as most humans found the faux-dungeons unpleasant to visit, but a new clientele soon emerged: actual monsters, keen on combining the conveniences of urban living with the comforts of home. Today the district’s centerpiece is a fully active volcano just thirty feet tall, inhabited by a family of ifrits.

The Hive - In spite of its disconcerting name, the Hive is a model neighbourhood, with perfectly clean streets and no poverty or crime. The trick, of course, is that it has only one true inhabitant, a sorcerous hive mind with bodies of all shapes and sizes. Strict population control and an ironclad policy of accepting new members only after rigorous vetting allows it to co-exist peaceably with the rest of the city; the total loss of individuality that residency entails notwithstanding, the waiting list to move into the Hive is over ten years long.

Old Twist Street - Owing to a magical accident some centuries past, this street is several times longer when measured from end to end than it appears on a map, and travelling far enough down it eventually brings one back to one’s starting point. Its relationship with the side-streets that connect to it is complex; attempting to use it as a shortcut is a good way to become hopelessly lost. Even so, its expansive real estate has made it one of the city’s main commercial districts – though most shoppers are careful to exit Old Twist Street the same way they entered it!

The Tombs - Named both for its graveyards and mausoleums and for its unusual infrastructure, each street in the Tombs has a vaulted tunnel running precisely parallel to it, creating a two-level street map: one level above the ground, and another below. Buildings in the Tombs thus have two front doors, one for each street level. Many dwellings are co-owned, with the lower storeys occupied mainly by those constitutionally averse to sunlight; this has given rise to the phrase “downstairs neighbour” as a polite euphemism for the free-willed undead.

#yes good

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all night long the sword on the wall above my bed has been rattling and i finally woke up all the way and went wtf and turned on the light and found this.

#Meg

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*gently places a small clump of moss in your hand*

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#It The Druid

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