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I wish it didn't end this way, but just as day gives way to night, the sun has set on this man's life. As your warming rays begin to fade, we look back and find solace in a life well spent. May their memory, like the sun's enduring embrace, continue to bless us from the heavens. We pray that your radiant light leads them to their eternal sunset. And just as night returns to day, we welcome the onc...

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Okay, it's raining, I'm covered in plants, I've lost count to the amount of times I have been stabbed and I think I can hear someone muttering something about Kerlova? Surely a vampire bride couldn't possible mesmerise one of my allies, they all have such strong will! If only I had known the joys of bleeding from multiple stab wounds caused by evil trees! If I had known about this sooner I would h...

I will do everything to ensure that My Lady is prot- YOUR LADY? SOMEONE SO DEVINE WOULD NEVER LOOK AT YOU AS ANYTHING OTHER THAN A WORM! A worm!? I am Wizard Supreme! YOU are the worm! And I’ll make sure I turn you into one with a simple flick of my wrist! HAHAHA I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY! YOUR STUPID SPELLS WILL JUST BOUNCE OFF MY SUPERIOR AND WELL DEFINED MUSCLES! AS THE FIRST BARBARIAN I WILL CRU...

Pip continues to attempt to lead this ragtag confederacy in the absence of Hecktor. I wouldn't necessarily say that he's doing a bad job. As that would imply that he's at least doing the job at all. Perhaps now that he's once again in charge of a group of men, it's bringing back old memories and that's making him make mistakes. If you're still wanting to pledge for the Jarren's Outpost Board Game...

I hope this is not a mistake, I hope this is the right choice. If there's a chance we can end this with no more bloodshed, no matter how small that chance is, wouldn't I be a fool to not take that chance? He can lead them in my stead. He's done it before and I know it did not end well. But he's grown since then. He has faith. I just hope the faith he puts in me he can put into himself. It would be...

Hecktor's got a fancy invitation and bones above the god boy is seriously thinking of saying yes to a seven course dinner with the literal devil himself. Great. Well done everyone. We really hitched our wagon to the world's cleverest man. If you're still wanting to pledge for the Jarren's Outpost Board Game you can right here ! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

In the dungeons beneath Fairburn Point Ser Grace, the realms most celebrated adventurer, was forcefully bonded with an entity beyond mortal comprehension. For some such an incident would spell tragedy, for Ser Grace, however, he saw only opportunity. Now the wheels are in motion for something big, something terrifying. A thousand plans, two thousand eyes, and all requiring a personal touch. Such i...

The day is won. The dragon Damien Eaton slain. the city returned to its familiar state of controlled chaos. But at what cost? Perrwinkle O'Rourke is dead and in the wake of such destruction the city needs a leader more than ever. Leo Shadow, who always saw things for what they could be, not what they were, makes the ultimate sacrifice. And in the streets of Jarren's Outspost, along with his shadow...

In the end it comes to this. The city of Jarren's Outpost at war with itself. Sabers fighting orcs, ghosts and their tigers fighting town guard, and all fighting the relentless tide of the city's dead. Above it all the dragon Damien Eaton circles, engaged in aerial combat with a titanic gnomish airship. On the ground, amidst the heave of bodies and the clanging of steel, our heroes make one final...

In the face of war what is the price of peace? How do you avoid the mistakes of your predecessor? Can there truly be peace with no bloodshed? On the eve of the final battle for the cities soul Perriwinkle O'Rourke makes the most difficult sacrifice of his life, Leo Shadow is reminded of his place in the world, and Gregg Piss wipes away a little more debt. Meanwhile, wrapped around the cities keep,...

In the guardhouse Father Maroni, secret leader of the blood cult, is forced to reveal his true form, a wirithing deadly mass of blood and tentacles. Perrwinkle O'Rourke feels Silversteel burn white hot in his hands, Leo Shadow gets deputised, and Gregg Piss has an army. Salvation for the city is in sight, but it's going to take everything they've got to get there. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/pr...

Jackson, Adam and Zammit are here to talk about threading the needle when making a game where we want you to be mean to your friends. Also we got funded! Holy Cow! Thank you all so much! With less than a week to go, you can head on over to the Kickstarter to help unlock more stretch goals and support our board gaming endeavours! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chaos spills crimson across the streets of Jarren's Outpost. Missing family members, riots in the streets, gang warfare. And in the middle of it all our heroes attempt to come up with some kind of plan. The attack on Papa Littlelow sends Leo on the warpath, Perriwinkle battles his own demons attempting to instill order amidst the dissaray, and something terrible has happened to Gregg Piss. One of...