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Lootable Items: Boars carrying +5 Vorpal Chain-Swords or something more realistic?,
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Tiny Coffee Golem
Paizo Blog: Pathfinder Battles Preview: Familiar Faces,
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Lem the Halfling
[Frog God Games] The Demon Lord Has Left the Building,
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Dark_Mistress
>>Ask *James Jacobs* ALL your Questions Here!<<,
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Justin Franklin
Pearl of Power and Extracts. Do they restore lost extracts?,
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Mergy
New PFS Magus - advice and help welcome :),
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Magnus Arcanis
Master of the Fallen Fortress in Tian Xia,
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Mike Silva
Adventure Distribution for Convention GMs,
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Don Walker
GM Advice: How do I make traps more interesting?,
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Odraude
Pathfinder Campaign Setting: Dragon Empires Gazetteer (PFRPG),
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James Jacobs
Ron Paul announces presidential bid.,
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houstonderek
Required Alignments... why?,
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Ragnarok Aeon
House Ruling Reincarnate,
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Tilnar
Three "Impossible" Characters?,
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Buri
Problems gluing this figure,
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Sean K Reynolds
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Goblins 2: The Wreckin'-ing!,
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Bucko Rackingclaw
DM CD's Unrest in Atlus,
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Martin Stillwaters
Tales of Agartha: the Avalon Chronicles,
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Agarthian Storyteller
Jörmungandr's Carrion Crown,
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Vaghn der Grafft
The Enemy Within And Other Tales Of Mud, Blood And Mutation Discussion,
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Alexander Kilcoyne
Square Sails on the Horizon - Game Thread,
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Torgeir Strømsvik
DM Aron Marczylo's Kingmaker OOC,
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The Hermit Ganit D'Artain
The Temple of Elemental Evil,
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Andre Girard
The Brinewall Legacy - Jade Regent AP (part 1),
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Natara Kaijitsu
DM Corvus' Carrion Crown PBP,
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Taanyth Tuilinn
DM Aron Marczylo's Kingmaker - Part 1: Stolen Land,
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The Hermit Ganit D'Artain
Gauging interest in a mostly homebrew setting,
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Alexander Kilcoyne
Ashardaldon Series OOC,
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KenderKin
Secret Goblin World Conquest Planning Thread~ HUMINS KEEP OUT!,
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GM Elton
In Darkest Times Recruitment: Ongoing,
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GM Kyle
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Lea would die before admitting she did. Suddenly,
Swarms of stormtroopers erupted from various offstage
orifices. Lea half spun, drawing her small blaster.
Darth Vader appeared and turned it into a
wiggly, rubber dildo. "Did you miss me," Darth
hisses. "No dad-er Darth, I didn't!" Leia sneered
"Cover me, Lando!" Her mind thought advance-lunge, but
a reprised redoublement of a unsustainable attack was
going to take someone by surprise, even if
she had to parry & reposted a half-hearted beat attack.
Lord Vader drew on the cool dark force
effortlessly tossing Leia across the room, pinning her
to the television screen. "Damn it Vader!", screamed
Emperor Palpatine, who had been watching the latest
America's Funniest Home Video and hoping the one
that included Chewbacca in a chartreuse tutu would
lose out to the one that showed a
Stormtrooper bouncing on a trampoline. This was Darth
Vader's big break. He hastily began to shove
ham cubes from the salad bar into his
helmet, so that later he would have something
to throw at the stormtroopers when they failed
to correctly identify the type of swallow, African
or Australian, which would be necessary to achieve
...ludicrous speed, however, there more important matters loomed.
The Emperor had been having difficulty deciding which
doughnut to select from the box proffered by
Grand Moff Tarkin. The Moffster, as he was
called by precisely no one, wanted the bearclaw
that Darth Vader had already devoured. The Emperor
always took the bavarian creme, although his diabetes
, which had been partially responsible for his hideous
singing voice, was also causing him to feel
mighty real. "I wonder, given that we are
running the entire galaxy, why there are still
these stupid doughnuts with holes. Why can't we
donuts without any holes?" Darth Vader pondered this
until the Emperor cut a huge rancid fart.
Fortunately for Vader, his mask filtered the smell,
though Grand Moff (what is a Moff?) Tarkin
kept silent even as his eyes began watering
and the storm troopers ran screaming from the
vicinity, which by this time had become totally
polluted with the stench of the "Dark Side".
The Emperor then lit himself a cigarette, before
hacking and coughing until a piece of lung
went flying from his nose! "Damn, I hate
my job, all of my rich friends, I
wish I had something to blow up planets."
"But you have a Moff!" cried Tarkin. "Isn't
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