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Something Evil This Way Comes

Something Evil This Way Comes

The Marksman sits among the branches of a tall oak tree, blending in with the shadows that cast a dappled pattern on the dark gray bark. Several trees over, a...

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Something Evil This Way Comes

The Marksman sits among the branches of a tall oak tree, blending in with the shadows that cast a dappled pattern on the dark gray bark. Several trees over, a...

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Back to Familiar Space

Back to Familiar Space

The Rocket sits back in the Balian leather seat of his ship, Phoenix Dawn. He takes a deep breath and pushes his finger to a scan pad. A bright light...

Back to Familiar Space

The Rocket sits back in the Balian leather seat of his ship, Phoenix Dawn. He takes a deep breath and pushes his finger to a scan pad. A bright light...

Fish Fight

Fish Fight

The bright sun beats down on the deck of the Mystic Wave, while the exhausted crew seeks any shade as a respite from the heat. Crimson however stands resolute at...

Fish Fight

The bright sun beats down on the deck of the Mystic Wave, while the exhausted crew seeks any shade as a respite from the heat. Crimson however stands resolute at...

The Resolution

The Resolution

The Wizard, Marksman, and Gunslinger creep their way through the woods. They have been searching for the Wolf for several days. Since his strange disappearance in Franklin, this trio has...

The Resolution

The Wizard, Marksman, and Gunslinger creep their way through the woods. They have been searching for the Wolf for several days. Since his strange disappearance in Franklin, this trio has...

The Blizzard

The Blizzard

Santa, Snazzyflakes, and Teddy stand outside the gaping cave entrance. Snazzyflakes holds a pair of low-light binoculars, staring into the cave. “I don’t see anyth’ng, Santa,” says Snazzyflakes. “Oh, he’s...

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The Blizzard

Santa, Snazzyflakes, and Teddy stand outside the gaping cave entrance. Snazzyflakes holds a pair of low-light binoculars, staring into the cave. “I don’t see anyth’ng, Santa,” says Snazzyflakes. “Oh, he’s...

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Sweet Hate

Sweet Hate

“HALT… DROP YOUR WEAPONS,” drones a mechanical voice. Santa turns to see a terrifying sight. At the top of the hill stands, what at one point looked like an elf...

Sweet Hate

“HALT… DROP YOUR WEAPONS,” drones a mechanical voice. Santa turns to see a terrifying sight. At the top of the hill stands, what at one point looked like an elf...

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