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  • Archive Re: A Town Called Jade

    TJ Hart TJ adjusted his bandanna a bit higher over his face as he surveyed the damage. Three dead, one grievously wounded and one mentally scarred. He pointed his Nock ...

    Jun 23, 2016
  • Archive Re: The Maze of the Guilds

    Nefarias Mora | Orzhov Syndicate | Cambion Nef was fuming as she traipsed through the dim corridors. The faint splashing as her boots hit the shallow water that coated the ...

    May 21, 2016
  • Archive Re: The Maze of the Guilds

    Nefarias Mora | Orzhov Syndicate | Cambion As Nef stepped through the door, it felt as though a rope was pulling her by her sternum. Her vision blurred, she felt ...

    Feb 7, 2016
  • Archive Re: The Maze of the Guilds

    Nefarias Mora | Orzhov Syndicate | Cambion Nef sat on the edge of the bed in the room that Grand Envoy Teysa had provided and stared vacantly at her pendant ...

    Jan 7, 2016
  • Archive Re: The Maze of the Guilds

    Cactus Jack | Selesnya Conclave | Ent The ent’s timber creaked with age, as he lectured some Selesnyan students on the importance of nature. “Nature is the foundation of life,” ...

    Oct 19, 2015
  • Archive Re: The Maze of the Guilds

    Nefarias Mora | Orzhov Syndicate | Cambion There was not a cloud in the powder blue sky on that fateful day. The sun beat down on the Orzhov market that ...

    Oct 13, 2015
  • Archive Re: Keep Calm and Shoot First

    Troy Masters Troy could feel the acid building up in his quads. Double J was a fairly small, even for a girl, but the fight and escape had left him ...

    Oct 2, 2015
  • Archive Re: Keep Calm and Shoot First

    Troy Masters While Troy appeared confident, it was a far cry from the truth. He knew how fast fights could turn out here, even if it seemed one sided. People ...

    Sep 17, 2015
  • Archive Re: Keep Calm and Shoot First

    Troy Masters “Ay, homie. We doin’ this?” Troy looked up. His friend, Biz, was cocking his Mac 11. They had planned a raid, the only way they could survive in ...

    Sep 15, 2015


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien