Lords of RPG

Captain Argast McSweeny had died a few months after he joined the crew...every Captain he had sailed under had died, tragically...Had the others died because of him...was everyone near him cursed. He always survived...those around him...not so much.

These two stories by Nathan are not set in our campaign, but I wanted to share them with you guys.

Timm awoke, his eyes shooting open, but all was darkness. Pitch black darkness. Timm gasped, and realized he was underwater...deep in the dark abyss that lay at the bottom of all things. While Timm could see nothing, he felt the presence of his...

A dark host...more of a rabble if one were trying to be honest about it...was gathered in an undulating mass of thousands on one side of the nothingness.

Sympos knelt by the bag, untied the opening, and peeked inside. "I don't care what other people want. I know my purpose...I know the truth, and I follow that truth. Life is simpler if you follow the truth."

The broken man shook his head back and forth frantically, a broken tooth tumbling out of his mouth and bouncing off his chin onto his chest. He managed a mushy mouthed, "No...no..."

Lucien winced as he pulled the fake beard from his face.  The spirit gum he used to adhere it to his face always seemed to pull a stray hair when he removed the beard.  Next came the dark brown wig, then the rubbery fake nose.  He...