The Field Mission
The drums pounded. The firelight flickered off the roughhewn walls. And the eerie and obscene chanting of death cultists brought a chill to Gorion's spine. The mage clutched his dagger for comfort as he huddled back into the shadows, awaiting word...
Warm Up | 22 - Gate
**Warm Up | 22 - Gate** "Cho," a voice calls out to him. Whoever he is expresses worry but the sentiment is not there for he knew not who did. His eyes open, gazing upon the clear dawning...
COMMISSION GAY BALDURS GATE
Tag: sfw, baldur’s gate, gale, snuff, death, killing, suffocation, feet, foot, prostitute. the evil was upon the city and nobody was the wiser. nobody except gabriel and gale that is.
Illithids and Dragons
Caked up was an expression in baldur’s gate that might have fit the emperor’s plump and muscular posterior.
Dragon Me Up
"Dragon Me Up" It was the middle of the morning; the sun had come up, and was stretching shadows all across the small village that August had just discovered late the night before. It was well past midnight when he'd come across it in the middle of a...
Guarding the spears
The goblinoid behind went at it, grunting and growling, quasi-howling within baldur’s gate as he felt and embraced the warm, silky hole.
Coin’s Collection
Dror’s capture was not the first of its kind, nor would it be the last for our gnome wizard on his path to baldur’s gate.
Coin’s Collection
Dror’s capture was not the first of its kind, nor would it be the last for our gnome wizard on his path to baldur’s gate.
The Dark Surge [COM]
The tender scent of wheatgrass filled your nostrils as you trekked along the path to Waterdeep, the afternoon sun giving you levity that the midday wouldn't. Too often you had to stop for a breather as the heat of noon beat down on you, your cloth robe...
Monster Humper!
A roar, a cry, the chains shaking. The sound filled the subterranean tunnels as the cohorts of caged beasts fought against their bounds. Hellhounds, fiends, giants, goblins, wyrmlings, werewolves, lizards from chull. It was a menagerie ushered...
In Friendly Arms
Built on a set of crossroads that saw heavy traffic north to baldur’s gate and south to beregost and nashkel, the inn was a welcoming sight for many a weary traveller who was anxious to be off their feet and rest in safety.
Dragon Milk Part 1 - Commission for xpsm140
Tav's many rituals for cooking had to play out in perfect order before, during, and after the process in which he combined his many exotic ingredients into a presentable meal. Sometimes palatable, sometimes not, it wasn't whether or not the final...