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Episode 1 – Thunderheart Inc.

Posted in Adventures with tags , , , , on May 13, 2009 by Jeremy Southard

Episode 1 – Thunderheart Inc.

“In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.”
 – Terry Pratchett

     Gehn entered the tavern and was overcome by the smell. The smells of ale, urine, and uncleanliness hit his nostrils like a stench from a goblin arse. His entrance failed to bring any notice, as the bar was full of all types. The Rotten Apple was a hideout for all those that wanted to stay away from the sickening beauty and magic of Silverymoon, and have a quiet pint. The owner had even gotten the brawls down to only one or three a week.
     Pushing his way to the bar, Gehn the dragonborn paladin, waved down the barkeep. The old man put down the mug he was wiping and asked, “What can I do for you?”
     “Help,” said Gehn, “I need a few strong arms to find a friend’s brother.” Gehn’s stature and weapons told the barkeep all he needed to know. Continue reading


Is Dungeons & Dragons Evil? – Part 2: Character Alignment

Posted in here...let me explain with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2009 by Jeremy Southard

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Character Alignment

What is character alignment? According to the D&D Player’s Handbook, character alignment is:

“…your character’s dedication to a set of moral principles… …in a cosmic sense, it’s the team you believe in and fight for most strongly.” Continue reading

Is Dungeons & Dragons Evil? – Part 1: Introduction

Posted in here...let me explain with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 2, 2009 by Jeremy Southard

Upon announcing that I’d be hosting a Dungeons & Dragons party, I was immediately looked down upon and told “Dungeons & Dragons is evil and leads to witchcraft and Satanic worship! Why would you do this?!?”. I was shocked by this response and more so as it was presented by educated, well spoken, and generally open-minded people.

Dungeons & Dragons draws it’s roots from Continue reading