<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858</id><updated>2011-12-12T22:52:27.070-06:00</updated><category term='dungeons and dragons'/><category term='sci-fi'/><category term='western'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='books'/><category term='RPG'/><category term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><category term='gilman'/><category term='role-playing games'/><category term='steampunk'/><title type='text'>Dungeon Mike</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-3223342421955972433</id><published>2011-12-12T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:52:27.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steampunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='western'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gilman'/><title type='text'>You Found A Scroll: The Half-Made World by Felix Gilman</title><summary type='text'>The Half-Made World by Felix Gilman is a steampunk recreation of a Western.  The world is literally half made, the East being like old Europe staid in its ways, while the middle is full of mixed and actively warring ideologies, and the West is unmade, i.e. animals are not animals and land is not land.  It describes, through its protagonists and antagonists, the war between the two major factions;</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=3223342421955972433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3223342421955972433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3223342421955972433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='You Found A Scroll: The Half-Made World by Felix Gilman'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8601566283167121560</id><published>2011-10-09T00:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T00:17:41.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Castle Brave</title><summary type='text'>After defeating Azerack, Boris the necromancer, the wonderous Warrick, and the brothers Warbreed had semi-retired to a suddenly vacated large keep near the village of Bump.  The villagers appreciated the more laissez faire tax laws of their new landlords and threw them a festival.  At the festival a minstrel sang of Castle Brave, a mystical palace of marble and onyx created by the gods to test </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8601566283167121560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8601566283167121560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8601566283167121560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/10/castle-brave.html' title='Castle Brave'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8205208066684026040</id><published>2011-08-30T00:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T00:59:45.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Of Eleves and Dweorgs</title><summary type='text'>When old was new and ancient young, the Elemental Forces collided and the World was made. The World was fertile and rich, vegetation and plants grew. Over ages, one of the plants began to walk and millennia later gained sentience, they called themselves eleves. As these eleves became wise and powerful they sought more knowledge in the depths of the earth. However dependent on the rays of Father </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8205208066684026040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8205208066684026040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8205208066684026040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/08/of-eleves-and-dweorgs.html' title='Of Eleves and Dweorgs'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-2977693303900000774</id><published>2011-08-14T23:45:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:23:03.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dungeons and dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role-playing games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Chapter the Seventh, Part the First: A Throw's Challenge</title><summary type='text'>As the furious white wyrm froze the central core of the orrery, the stones cracked and the heroes breath was stolen in crystalline shards.  At the base of the frigid tomb Tyrian and Ulmo rushed through an ornate door which they slammed behind them as the central spire of the orrery froze shut behind them.  The brave companions found themselves in a chamber of well fit stone, an ancient but well </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=2977693303900000774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2977693303900000774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2977693303900000774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/08/chapter-seventh-part-first-throws.html' title='Chapter the Seventh, Part the First: A Throw&apos;s Challenge'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-9035552932042716834</id><published>2011-03-14T23:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:36:07.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dungeons and dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role-playing games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Chapter the Sixth: Small But Deadly Heavens</title><summary type='text'>From the Cathederalisle of Drouss, Ulmo and Tyrian sailed back to the Mother Enclave of the Roeblini to find passage on to the Monastery of the Masterminds. With Tyrios help they secured passage with a "trade" vessel headed near the forgotten psychic order's retreat. The Monastery proved to be a great sphere of some otherworldly material perched precariously and dwarfing a small island rising </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=9035552932042716834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/9035552932042716834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/9035552932042716834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/03/chapter-sixth-small-but-deadly-heavens.html' title='Chapter the Sixth: Small But Deadly Heavens'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-5006452510346769852</id><published>2011-03-13T15:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:08:26.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dungeons and dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><title type='text'>Orrery of the Monastery of the Masterminds</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=5006452510346769852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5006452510346769852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5006452510346769852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2011/03/orrery-of-monastery-of-masterminds.html' title='Orrery of the Monastery of the Masterminds'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enbXfBrfLnw/TX0kForc9tI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FKhtK9wCLOQ/s72-c/Orrery-of-the-Monastery.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8903225792612025831</id><published>2010-12-20T23:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:04:25.853-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dungeons and dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role-playing games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Chapter the Fifth: No Time Like the Past</title><summary type='text'>As the party exited the tunnels of the Lowcitadel of Khavash they came upon a storage area and the voices of a busy harbor. Dock workers speaking in the old S'suman dialect drew closer and the party withdrew back into the tunnels, now strangely lit by torches. The workers spotted the party and ran for the guards who arrived as the group took a fortified position on the beach despite being </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8903225792612025831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8903225792612025831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8903225792612025831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/12/chapter-fifth-no-time-like-past.html' title='Chapter the Fifth: No Time Like the Past'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8965490335042517796</id><published>2010-05-09T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:52:23.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dungeons and dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingmakers and godslayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RPG'/><title type='text'>Chapter the Fourth: Escape Through the Lowcitadel of Khavash</title><summary type='text'>The brave party made ready their plans for escaping the city and returning to New Roeblini City with information about the Condraconacy's incursion into Roeblini territory. One-Eye Morgrin provided the doughty companions with the address of a ruined Godslayer Imperium villa, alleged to access the sewers and the Lowcitadel of Khavash, as well as sketches of these tunnels drawn by the eladrin </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8965490335042517796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8965490335042517796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8965490335042517796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/05/chapter-fourth-escape-through.html' title='Chapter the Fourth: Escape Through the Lowcitadel of Khavash'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-5525594781342408364</id><published>2010-05-08T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:27:12.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Lowcitadel
of Khavash</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- technorati tags start --&gt;Technorati Tags: fantasy, kingmakes and godslayers, role-playing games&lt;!-- technorati tags end --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=5525594781342408364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5525594781342408364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5525594781342408364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/05/grey-picture-album-on-vacation-on-prime.html' title='Grey&amp;#39;s Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Lowcitadel&#xA;of Khavash'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-2102345500053656247</id><published>2010-03-16T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:38:33.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter the Third: An Unexpected Toll and a Less Expected Ambassador</title><summary type='text'>Tyrian and Ulmo wroth at their ill intentioned exile from New Roeblini City rode with their companions along with the lumbering reptiles of the caravan.  They climbed the narrow roadway of the Griffon Cliffs to the main thorough fare running to Khavash, carefully winding between the reptile infested jungles and the cliffs overseeing the Forest Sea.  The first days travel was uneventful but on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=2102345500053656247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2102345500053656247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2102345500053656247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/03/chapter-third-unexpected-toll-and-less.html' title='Chapter the Third: An Unexpected Toll and a Less Expected Ambassador'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-3551771413349203592</id><published>2010-01-22T11:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:12:31.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Solomon Kane</title><summary type='text'>Howard's Solomon Kane comes to the big screen!&lt;!-- technorati tags start --&gt;Technorati Tags: fantasy, movies&lt;!-- technorati tags end --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=3551771413349203592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3551771413349203592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3551771413349203592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/01/solomon-kane.html' title='Solomon Kane'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8117902336355804956</id><published>2010-01-19T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:04:09.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter the Second: An Earthquake, the Swallower, and A New Friend</title><summary type='text'>The two friends had their early morning slumbers disturbed by a ferocious shaking as the very roots of the city shook themselves in a fierce earthquake.  When they took their morning repast at the Last Good Time Tavern they noticed many urchins surrounding a large crevice in the firmament of Whores and Harlots Street.  Paying this no mind they enjoyed their grog porridge, until their gustatory </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8117902336355804956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8117902336355804956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8117902336355804956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/01/chapter-second-earthquake-swallower-and.html' title='Chapter the Second: An Earthquake, the Swallower, and A New Friend'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/S1XmUclAyaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d3xP7TKQ1Rg/s72-c/Photo_011810_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-6194144693056771072</id><published>2010-01-19T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:33:06.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Temple of
the Swallower</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- technorati tags start --&gt;Technorati Tags: kingmakes and godslayers, role-playing games&lt;!-- technorati tags end --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=6194144693056771072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/6194144693056771072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/6194144693056771072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2010/01/grey-picture-album-on-vacation-on-prime.html' title='Grey&amp;#39;s Picture Album: On Vacation on the Prime Material -- Temple of&#xA;the Swallower'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-5328098336621510056</id><published>2009-12-21T15:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:30:37.327-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter The First: Deeds at the Duelist, Too Many Rats, and a Dog Named
Grey</title><summary type='text'>In this first installment of our tale two unrelated brothers met, a mad halfling sorceror one Ulmo the Lucky and Tyrian Morgankin.  Ulmo had but recently been banned from the Tunnelwebs of the Dwarves and forcibly evicted into the sordid gem that is New Roeblini City.  Meanwhile Tyrian the last survivor of an ill fated sea raiding party sought out his distant uncle, Morgrin, within the city's </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=5328098336621510056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5328098336621510056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/5328098336621510056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/12/chapter-first-deeds-at-duelist-too-many.html' title='Chapter The First: Deeds at the Duelist, Too Many Rats, and a Dog Named&#xA;Grey'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-9091694768103031612</id><published>2009-09-25T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:11:03.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingmakers and Godslayers: Introduction</title><summary type='text'>Four score years ago,  the Roeblini Armada lay siege across the Forest Sea to the Empire of the Godslayers.  Under the eternal bloody twilight  of the great Southern imperium, the barbaric raiders and the decadent savages made war.   In the end the Roeblini were victorious casting down the ancient emperor and destroying the capitol seat.  In its stead rose New Roeblini City which soon became a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=9091694768103031612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/9091694768103031612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/9091694768103031612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/09/kingmakers-and-godslayers-introduction.html' title='Kingmakers and Godslayers: Introduction'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-3199821512331520095</id><published>2009-05-15T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:42:41.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Trailer</title><summary type='text'>"The Road (Movie Tie-in Edition)" (Cormac McCarthy) serves as the story for the movie that comes out in the fall.  I don't remember a cause to the calamity that sets the scene for the road, also the boy's mother is only seen in flashbacks and based on the trailer would have a greater role to play in the film.  Time will tell.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=3199821512331520095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3199821512331520095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3199821512331520095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/05/road-trailer.html' title='The Road Trailer'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-1117669408925708438</id><published>2009-05-13T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:34:44.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last City: House Rules</title><summary type='text'>Character GenerationRoll 4d6 and discard lowest roll, player arranges scores to suit.Toll of PowerAll spell casters are subject to the economics of arcanium.  In some form or another they will expend arcanium to fuel their spellcraft.  Failure to do so can have dire effects for the caster.  The effects of paying more arcanium than required can sometimes work, but is unstable, wild and dangerous </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=1117669408925708438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/1117669408925708438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/1117669408925708438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/05/last-city-house-rules.html' title='The Last City: House Rules'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-6733336944134431887</id><published>2009-05-08T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:05:52.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starship Enterprise Destroyed by the Death Star</title><summary type='text'>This is pretty cool.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=6733336944134431887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/6733336944134431887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/6733336944134431887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/05/starship-enterprise-destroyed-by-death.html' title='Starship Enterprise Destroyed by the Death Star'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-2592012428194031726</id><published>2009-05-04T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:39:23.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is trying ping.fm to update...well...everything</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=2592012428194031726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2592012428194031726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2592012428194031726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/05/is-trying-ping.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-3539854480827837651</id><published>2009-04-11T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:55:20.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last City</title><summary type='text'>The Last City is a vast and motley collection of dark gray stone buildings, manors, merchant halls, arenas, libraries, homes, and warehouses that sits on the End of the World Sea.  The Last City has no graveyards, no mausoleums, and no way to keep the dead.  The answer to this mystery is simple, because the Last City is the final mortal transit point for the deceased.  The citizens of Last trade </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=3539854480827837651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3539854480827837651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3539854480827837651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/04/last-city_11.html' title='The Last City'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-8227576014639127029</id><published>2009-04-05T18:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:00:51.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fortress of Conclusion (or Fragging the Apotheosis)</title><summary type='text'>The abhorrent phantom flyer deposited the mad adventurers at the doorstep of the Fortress of Conclusion, the yawning maw of the Devourer anchored in the sepulcher darkness of an infinite cliff face.  A great rusted iron door was dimly illuminated by the sickly green glow of a nearby lantern.  Lextra examined the door and the Warbreed wrestled it open, only to gaze into an accursed room adorned </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=8227576014639127029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8227576014639127029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/8227576014639127029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/04/fortress-of-conclusion-or-fragging.html' title='The Fortress of Conclusion (or Fragging the Apotheosis)'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-4191326790548002540</id><published>2009-03-08T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:50:13.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the City That Waits</title><summary type='text'>Tower of TestThe warhorns of the Exalted sounded and then keened their deathknell as the party entered the Tower of Test.  Here they found the grisly trophies of the brave who had dueled for the rank of the Lord High Exalted, greatest warrior of the Moilian Empire, their silent heads a grim tribute to the prowess of this office.  At the entrance to the test they found the still animated head of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=4191326790548002540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/4191326790548002540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/4191326790548002540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/03/back-to-city-that-waits.html' title='Back to the City That Waits'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-1258204160680266708</id><published>2009-03-03T18:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:35:28.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminator Salvation</title><summary type='text'>It's like crack to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=1258204160680266708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/1258204160680266708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/1258204160680266708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/03/terminator-salvation.html' title='Terminator Salvation'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-2480676939249198294</id><published>2009-01-20T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:30:02.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Towers of Discipline, Health, Treasure, Webs, and Confusion</title><summary type='text'>The Tower of DisciplineEntering the tower they came upon a tall hooded executioner standing behind a scarred chopping block.  He hissed in Moilian which caused Goldune to begin to walk toward the chopping block with the intent of placing his head on its much bloodied surface.  As the battle raged Dorun engaged his brother, dragging him back from the block, the necromantic and arcane might of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=2480676939249198294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2480676939249198294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2480676939249198294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/01/towers-of-discipline-health-treasure.html' title='The Towers of Discipline, Health, Treasure, Webs, and Confusion'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-2868234628813292987</id><published>2009-01-04T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:14:34.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The City That Waits</title><summary type='text'>The Brothers Warbreed, Boris Devilboone, and Warrick Sinister found themselves teleported to a deserted city on the edge of the void, fierce electrical mayhem cascading overhead.  The air was dead and bitter cold, and a thick layer of frost covered the towers and thin walkways.  Before them, engraved in malachite was a challenge from the lich-god Acererack, daring them to face him in his lair.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=2868234628813292987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2868234628813292987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/2868234628813292987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2009/01/city-that-waits.html' title='The City That Waits'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-3049783310236644555</id><published>2008-12-15T23:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:50:25.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolverine Trailer</title><summary type='text'>And I'll cut someone's head off if they screw this up.  With a spoon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=3049783310236644555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3049783310236644555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/3049783310236644555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2008/12/wolverine-trailer.html' title='Wolverine Trailer'/><author><name>Mike Aref</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10097304341470388494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9S8elsgnR3Q/Sn9P2VtkQTI/AAAAAAAAAII/BNU1n2s-xNY/S220/OOTS-Mike-small.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-115594475381462304</id><published>2006-08-18T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:47:51.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golemechs One-shot Introduction</title><summary type='text'>Fiendsguard is a carved, ruinous dark city seemingly sculpted out of and tacked onto a huge stalagmite deep within the planar crevasses of the Blood War.  Strangely, Fiendsguard is not a city of demons and devils but a decaying prime material city-state besieged by both.  This misplaced city is the result of a tear that allowed the Blood War to spill into the Prime Material world of Frazeel.  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=115594475381462304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/115594475381462304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/115594475381462304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/08/golemechs-one-shot-introduction.html' title='Golemechs One-shot Introduction'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114973445629440188</id><published>2006-06-07T16:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:27:41.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Burning Tower</title><summary type='text'>The hardy party awoke the next morning and as they began their morning absolutions a distant keening rapidly gained in intensity.  As they scanned the dim horizon the Hand noticed the flat grey waters of the Unconscious Sea being thrown aside by a rapidly approaching cube.  As the group scattered from the center of the platform an ornate box of exotic woods and heavy metal clasps some three feet </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114973445629440188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114973445629440188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114973445629440188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/06/battle-of-burning-tower.html' title='Battle of the Burning Tower'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114408489257364170</id><published>2006-04-03T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:17:07.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindsgate: The Fall of Hive Town and the Burning Tower</title><summary type='text'>"Silence, I am Grimspyne," spake the giant ebon wyrm.  Lucien and Hurth returned the great dark dragon's cruel eyes as he related the tale of being drawn into the Midnight's Hunger when he faced the Emperor of Mellas.  He spoke how he had prodigiously fornicated to create his dracobold cohort.  Grimspyne claimed to have battled them previously.  He finished his tale and demanded that the party, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114408489257364170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114408489257364170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114408489257364170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/04/mindsgate-fall-of-hive-town-and.html' title='Mindsgate: The Fall of Hive Town and the Burning Tower'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114343109843744241</id><published>2006-03-26T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T12:31:13.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindsgate: The Undead Tree</title><summary type='text'>Drakkar, Kai, and the Hand spent the night under Weemag's protection and the following morning began to climb the knotted vine ropes to the next level.  Here several of the young Sprayspawn men sat in a crudely contrived guard post, hiding behind a rubble barricade sheltered by a simple lean to.  This 60 foot diameter chamber was a shambles, a twisted and broken mess of rubble and broken stone.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114343109843744241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114343109843744241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114343109843744241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/03/mindsgate-undead-tree.html' title='Mindsgate: The Undead Tree'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114275711016212473</id><published>2006-03-19T02:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:13:06.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Miniatures: Despite bloody losses, Fett's Force emerges victorious!</title><summary type='text'>Miko Fett's (Boba Fett) elite mercenary squad faced stiff opposition to emerge victorious in a grand battle royal between General Grievous' Separatist droid army, Grand Admiral Thrawn's Imperial troops, and the battling Jedi duo of Kenobi and Skywalker.  Fett led the villainous droid bounty hunter 2-KYL (4-LOM), the cunning Avaricio (Greedo), Drarish Naelen (Devaronian Soldier) and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114275711016212473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114275711016212473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114275711016212473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/03/star-wars-miniatures-despite-bloody.html' title='Star Wars Miniatures: Despite bloody losses, Fett&apos;s Force emerges victorious!'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114091306171764367</id><published>2006-02-25T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:12:44.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindsgate: Genesis</title><summary type='text'>Three lost souls with no memories prior to their waking awoke to the drip of moisture on their face, a dimly illuminated pool with ponderous shapes wriggling through its heavy contents hung suspended in the dimness above them.  The three figures stirred, gazing in the foggy light at the large wet rough stone slab that had been their bed chamber.  Above them, above the menacing tank, a black stone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114091306171764367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114091306171764367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114091306171764367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/02/mindsgate-genesis.html' title='Mindsgate: Genesis'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997858.post-114085376694972309</id><published>2006-02-25T01:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T01:49:26.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindsgate: Introduction</title><summary type='text'>Many years ago the Empire of Mellas was faced by devastation and collapse, enemies both internal and external worried its borders with war, ravaged the city-states deep within its territories, and allowed monstrous denizens to maraud its lands.  The good but young Emperor was beside himself and knew not what to do, until one day a bent cloaked figure was admitted to the Imperial court.  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997858&amp;postID=114085376694972309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114085376694972309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997858/posts/default/114085376694972309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dm.mikearef.com/2006/02/mindsgate-introduction.html' title='Mindsgate: Introduction'/><author><name>Joker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://www.jokerjitsu.com/gi/jokerjitsu_mascot.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
