Buying Swords is Dumb, Return of the Death Bear, and Everyone Has That One Player Who Wants To Do This Kind of Stuff…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Shandalplai "We lost everything, don't you understand that you hoke-jumped layabout!" To watch the unbridled rage of a "master of the arcane arts" was something more than funny to Pret. Of course, the... Continue Reading →

Showstopper, Still Watching Too Much Daredevil, and Power Is Neither Created Nor Destroyed…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Lament of Naamah As Raxaia took her first step toward the throngs of buzzing, salivating, angry things she could feel the tension in the air behind her. They were out-numbered ten or twelve... Continue Reading →

Data Is Beautiful – What’s In Stock For “Better Than Nothing” Items…

So, after 166 items in our "Better Than Nothing" category, we've put together a heat-map of the types and class distribution (more or less just for fun). We've tried to keep it balanced, so there's a little something for almost everyone--but there are some holes we'll expect to try and plug with the next few dozen.... Continue Reading →

Like in the Movies, Stealing Chance, and the Sound of Terror…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Hornwail Cord "What's to stop us just clubbin' that pretty face flat and tossin' whats left into the brine, neh?" First Mate Sorka's face was a deep rouge leather, hard-baked by decades of... Continue Reading →

Morveer Wishes He Had That, Brutal Advantages, and Messin’ With Casters…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Slipquick Silks Kelvin moved like ink poured over a polished, smooth statue---every turn was almost oily slick and his shape in the half-light was dark and fluid. The Houngang lunged this way and... Continue Reading →

Perfect Form, The Onslaught, and a Red Right Hand…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Tides of Wile Lyra's form was perfect, each movement written in space and punctuated with certainty. Khyraxsis, dreaded golden wyrm and the Harrower of Brightkeep, was cold and silent with each blow. The... Continue Reading →

Watching Too Much Netflix Recently, There Are Not Enough Cleric and Paladin Wands, and a Ranger/Warlock Combo…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Docker's Shield "Come on, now, Master Vacheck, surely you didn't think I was going to simply let you and your band of petty thieves and murderers just walk into my Daima and sack... Continue Reading →

Furious Nature, Humble Shoes, and Yes I’m Re-Reading That Book Right Now…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Manikanta's Storm Kudu did not like this place. Its ceilings looked like the broad arched cathedrals of the capitol, the glass panes in the grand windows were pristine and showed hints of light... Continue Reading →

Save the Cheerleader, Righteous Spell Deflection, and Like “Frozen” But Scarier…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Keeper of Ravin "I've got ya'. I've got ya'. Breath---in and out---that's it. And don't move. You don't want to know what that leg feels like when you try and move." Crawss cradled... Continue Reading →

Food of the Gods, Useful Things Aren’t Always Pretty, and All or Nothing…

You can find the ever-growing list of “Better Than Nothing” items  over on the right. Read ‘em, like ‘em, share ‘em, and comment. Ambrosia It was a quiet, serious, and frequent communion. Every morning, when the dawn broke over the trees or peaks or horizon or walls, Favian Crossley could be found kneeling already---head bowed, a... Continue Reading →

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