Fantasy Quests/Storylines

Menzoberanzan

feeds@yuku.com (Xinin) — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 09:36:01 GMT

As usual the city was ever so alive, the bazar was full of merchant selling their deeds...or being forced to sell them. Drow's could be seen everywhere, for of course this was their city..but in the bazar everything could be seen, duergars, svirsneblin, bugbears and even some drow's selling some slaves...as usual. and even some humans from the surface...but they wouldn't be there for long..they never stay for long. Narbondel had only been lit up less then ten minutes ago and the...

A great return to the city of Sshamath

feeds@yuku.com (ZaeleVaurnyth) — Wed, 20 May 2009 09:08:41 GMT

ALLOWED: Anyone
NOTE: Zaele is noteworthy for having traveled and worked with Xull along with several members that have come, stayed, and gone from the campaign. I am not one to prevent fighting in this roleplay though I would pref it sticks to just that a roleplay without more than a "mock" fight if it comes down to...

Unveiling the Nightmare

feeds@yuku.com (LordTroll) — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 21:58:37 GMT

Nathvas crammed himself into a corner in the bar, trying to make himself go unnoticed as much as possible. He even went so far as to forgo his normal wizard clothes for a set of slightly ragged travelers clothes. He rubbed his fingers along the rim of his glass, impatiently waiting for a certain man to come out. In a swift motion, he brought the glass to his mouth a and gulped down the whiskey inside. After finishing the drink, Nathvas bite down on the edge of the glass,...

Something incomplete

feeds@yuku.com (XullraeZauviir) — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 12:56:39 GMT

Had this in my mailbox for months. This is something me and Amanda played at random. Posting this here, as not to lose it.

EuolAlya: The travel was long amongest the woods and in this time of year the trees did little to shield from the bitter cold. The road was dusted with snow making it harder to...

Life as it is

feeds@yuku.com (Salsikal) — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 16:06:20 GMT

Taking a walk on a dusty road always has its suprises but for Kad'ajh it's just another day with no reason to it. tonight he was dressed in a pair of dragon scale pants and boots with his long copper/black hair tied back and flowing as he walked. He had been wandering this same road for some time now without finding any sign of life and he was starting to wonder if he had made a mistake in walking it in the first place. He was getting tired and board when he finally stopped to gaze up...

Caves in the distance

feeds@yuku.com (cytech) — Sun, 25 May 2008 21:30:37 GMT

Trapped. Daniel was trapped in the cave.A bear gaurding the entrance. "I'm gonna be his lunch" he thought then.The bear stood over him noticing his cut arm.
Daniel was attacked by a Highway man earlier . The Highway man cut Daniel's arm because he couldn't afford the toll to pass."No coins then you pay with blood"
Daniel could here the Man's voice. Daniel had then run knowing the Highway man might kill him. Daniel had ran off to this cave....

Alone in Sshamath, with monsters for friends

feeds@yuku.com (Siomendel) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:15:25 GMT

Braugar snarled, his strangely handsome face contorting with rage. His massive muscles flexed, as he gripped the Umber hulk in a vicious game of uncle. It's clawed fingers tore into his relatively tender flesh, but he didn't care. The crowd howled it's glee, although some wished him dead. Despite his natural strength, the Umber hulk gained on him, forcing him down. The crowd howled even louder. As it bent down to bite him with it's terrible mandibles, Braugar howled, and head...

For Love of the Dark

feeds@yuku.com (wolfboyjasper) — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 11:33:03 GMT

Killian crouched silently in a small alcove on the rock wall, watching the goblin group with mild interest. He could barely make out what they were saying, which made it difficult for him to understand. One of them yelled something, the word getting lost in the clamour of the group, and swung its hammer down on the skull of the nearby goblin. Killian laughed as the creature stumbled from the force of its own blod and slipped on the pooled blood. Killian drew his sword and kissed the blade...

A strange new world

feeds@yuku.com (Siomendel) — Sat, 01 Mar 2008 21:21:14 GMT

Siomendel Xilosevis slipped quietly into the shadows, as he rounded the corner. Wary of the city guards, he decided to observe them for awhile before making himself known. Weary from his flight from the surface, he crouched low and began to watch. Although he knew little about drow ways, since he had been driven from Menzoberranzen when his House had been destroyed by rivals as a youngster, he had learned quickly that it paid to be careful with the denizens of the Underdark.
The band...

The masks we wear and dances we dance

feeds@yuku.com (XanderBlackshooter) — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 18:29:10 GMT

Tebaun decided to stop Sshamath to put on a performance as he need food and coin. So he put on his black and white mask; and walked towards the most suitable place to perform.

Vel'bol zhah l' selg'tarn? Stre d'lil olath?

The Wild and Wacky Adventures of Red Wizards in Sshamath

feeds@yuku.com (NeoTiamat99) — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 12:02:27 GMT

[Disclaimer: The thread name was Kaitou's idea. Blame him.]

Brief Survey of the Thayan Trade Mission of DR 1373

Almost from the start, Thay has been a military power, conquering bits and pieces of surrounding territory, as well as launching a number of ultimately unsuccessful attacks upon the neighboring nations of Rasheman and Aglarond. The combination of powerful magic and rampaging barbarians led the Thayan...

Sekolah Skin

feeds@yuku.com (SentinelBlade77) — Sun, 26 Aug 2007 22:44:09 GMT

The silence of an Underdark trading post would be perplexing to an outsider, to a surfacer. The thought that so many people of different races, languages, and dialects could come together to trade and interact with such little sound, color, and fanfare would be absurd to one accustomed to the bright caravans of Amn, or the brilliant tents of Trademeet. This was a different world, a world where advertising yourself meant inviting death. The pioneers and merchants travelling the tunnels of the...

Mushroom Eyes

feeds@yuku.com (Merka Filit) — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:21:17 GMT

"You have mushroom eyes."

Tyra Greenfork plopped her tiny gnome bottom next to his chopped vegetables and grabbed a carrot. His sidelong glance was less than subtle and her impish eyes challenged him to say otherwise. The gnome was right. He had mushroom eyes.

Two days later at the Smalls sprawling main complex in Waterdeep he was staring at his gear spread out across his tiny room. Small packages of spices: sugar, cilantro, dried thyme and basil; several packets...

The night of the fights

feeds@yuku.com (leanickoels(d)) — Fri, 29 Dec 2006 16:15:38 GMT

//OoC- Hey Gem- this is the link we can use for the tour and Cavvekan fights//

KalanAun had made all the arrangements and was glad for some play time after a longer day than she had anticipated at House Frettlar compound.
She was looking forward to seeing the night life here and she knew Jaryl would be the perfect guide.

KalanAun took her usual resist poison tonic. (She had built up her body's immunities to some poisons by ingesting small amounts and building her natural...

Arrival

feeds@yuku.com (Valkryn) — Wed, 25 Oct 2006 02:35:02 GMT

He Made his Through the Caverns heading towards The City of Sshamath, Keeping to the Shadows with Help of his Barra Piwafwi ... his eyes Narrowed As He Got Closer, Seeing activity outside of the city of Sshamath. His business, ... Contacts .. he has had contacts here for a long time, however, since the chaos in Menzobbarrazan and Ched Nasad, he has heard nothing. And as 'Weapons Master' of House Navere, a Noble house that held Affliations and House Standings in...

Something to kill

feeds@yuku.com (BitVyper) — Mon, 09 Oct 2006 21:01:35 GMT
Lyth'ra sighed as the filthy little duergar sitting across from him spat out another round of swears and spittle. Unfortunately, that was about all the foul-mouthed, fouler-breathed dwarf was good for.

Where were all the adventurers? The Sshamath Lyth'ra remembered had been frequented by only the strongest. Then again, perhaps it was merely that he'd grown too strong himself; life on Caina would do that to one.

The green-eyed surface elf had placed ads in several of...

New Comers Welcome

feeds@yuku.com (CrypticStar) — Wed, 27 Sep 2006 02:22:43 GMT
The night was new but in the underdark it is always dark. What brings you to this little out of the way nook is your own concern but beware it is a dangerious web the drow weave. Tread lightly or you might just find yourself the next victim being sucked dry by there fangs before leaving you to rot.

Alya sat quietly in the booth across from the door in the shadows where only a few would even notice her. A cup of red wine sat...

Theory of the temple

feeds@yuku.com (CrypticStar) — Sun, 17 Sep 2006 19:01:20 GMT
The halls of the Vhaeraun temple where slowly being occupied as the day began to awake those that slept a normal eight hours. Alya had been awake for hours and had tracked down Nigell who had found her a rare book that she had been trying to find for years on the surface. It wasn't rare down in the underdark thankfully but she still had not been able to find a safe place to read as Alakas had nothing better to do then to pursue her. As she was in no mood to play his game Alya was searching...

Darkness Consume Us

feeds@yuku.com (Cross Knight) — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 08:43:59 GMT
When one stares down the void, they can expect the darkness to stare back. Cloaked in the shadow chill of his team's ready room - nothing more than a wrought iron pen built to keep his lessers in line - what was left of Grinder's lips would have curled into a grim smile under his death's head mask, were they not frozen in an eternal grimace. The cursed warrior knew he was not the only one to hear the echo of combat reach their moist hell of metal and stone as the breaking of flesh and...

Welcome Wench Inn

feeds@yuku.com (CrypticStar) — Fri, 30 Jun 2006 16:39:31 GMT
The city of Brundag is calm in Undrek'thoz. The chaos seems to be at least more tame on these streets as those who occupy it go about there business. The blackened fist monks are more then present as they making there rounds and addressing any disturbance quickly.
A lone figure makes it's way quickly to the inn by the name of the Welcome Wench. He The inn was known for the women of voluptuous bosom and even greater selection in drink. "Hey Zaknagh. What will it be today handsome?...