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The Setting: Ashville, a small US city (about 80,000 people) in 2007. The Concept: Zombies. Lots of zombies. In the small town of Ashville, an outbreak has caused the citizens ...

A Sith Council? I can't say I agree with that... But whatever.

"General Harris, there is a man here that insists on seeing you. He isn't scheduled, but--" Dreffan couldn't hear the General's muttered reply, but the guard came back and waved ...

The antechamber was cold. My bare hands sat propped against the lip of the large scrying pool, numb from the cold. Then again, everything was cold, of late. There was ...

Valin "Nice to see you, Finn. Though I can't say the same for your friend. Come in quickly." Valin grabbed the stranger by the arm and pulled her into the ...

As soon as Dreffan heard the lock on the door click into place, he turned to the trio of prisoners he was to release. The looked terrible. Even in the ...

*cough* PTSD, not PTSS. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Sorry, Psych major is getting the better of me.

OOC: Come on least let me post before you start making my Preacher both gun happy AND murderous... "This isn't a good time for sight seeing, Miss Hope. I suggest ...

--Name: William "Preacher" Burke --Age: 39 --Height: 6' --Weight: 150 lbs. --Eyes: Brown --Hair: Salt and Pepper --Skin: Olive --Physique: Lean --Ship: The Cutlass --Position: Ship's Priest --Weapons:

Dreffan lay on his cot that night, playing his plan for the morning over and over in his head. He would send a Bloodguard to deliver a message to the ...

Dreffan knew that the Bloodguard were drawing far too much attention than was healthy. With a wave of his hand and a muttered order, he sent the silent warriors upstairs, ...

The inside of the pub was worse than the outside. Drunken fools who spoke when they were better off silent, who acted, when inaction was the best course, milled about ...

Dreffan was proud to be an Emissary of Lord Belfast. Up until four months previous, he didn’t even know the King knew he existed. The two Blood Guard that flanked ...

“Well done, my friends.” The last of the demons was slain. The High Magus was gone, thrust into his own Gate by the force of Henry’s quarrel. The Tome of ...