I wouldn’t really mind either way. I would still play. I have met many interesting people and have formed many unique friendships. My guild members and I would work with each other to populate our inventories once again and continue to build upon our characters like we do today (granted with less cl...

Bush is back .... with more power than ever.


I am truly afraid.


God keep the Justices alive.

:cry:

Godmode Drizzt is gone because he is berserk and in pain. He fights out of passion and not reason. Drizzt now believes that everyone he has loved is dead. His dwarven, human, and Halfling friends are (to him) dead, represented by the broken helmet of a broken dwarf king. I can look it up if you wish...

Good story! *tisk* Shame on stabby for not being prepared. You should be on the roof tops watch'n him. Death from above is good bro (besides, your stink wouldnt be as detectable up there :) *grin*

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon the...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon the...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

Ode to Death Silence echoes throughout the land Thro’ fields of endless rolling fog - Billowing robes in winter’s breeze, The Specter rises from the shades. A twang of eerie music plays As if from harp Aeolian, Discordant tremor on the wind - A floating Ghostly image comes Beneath its hood, upon th...

The following story uses the Characters of Mynazzaraxxsyn and Nilan with their permission. I would like to take this moment to thank everyone for their encouragement and tough love. Enjoy. Gasping for damp Underdark air and flicking his head in vain attempts to remove the sweat dripping into his eye...

En-Thralling part II is on its way! :)

Expect it soon :-)

Paladin and cleric, but who is that rather handsome and fascinating guy who guided you to the surface?

Seriously though Myn, great story, looking forward to part 2!

Kazaromoc worships Laduguer (duerger god of Crafts, Magic, and Protection)

They were going too slow. The Underdark tunnels are perilous at best, and even worse than the unknown horrors, they were behind schedule. “Pick up d’pace!” Kazaromoc complained to the small band of duergar warriors and turned to the main problem of their tardiness. “Bah! Hurr...