Lords of RPG

...lucid dreamer, he was used to being underwater and able to breathe there and yet unphased. Then the huge tentacle wrapped around him, inserting its tips everywher...

...as well. I have no choice in the matter of whom I serve. Lately, could we agree that I have been at the behest of Rukin?" Sympos nods. Timm tips his pipe...

...in the darkness, Ian found comfort in the consistent coolness, the moderate humidity, the quiet broken only by the slow drip of condensation of the tips of stalac...

...ion was a large-framed man, not fat and not muscular.  Just large.  His hands looked large enough to cover a man's face, and touch finger-tips on the ba...