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Gaming Sessions: Book I - Potion of Eternal YouthGaming Sessions: Book I – Potion of Eternal Youth
He followed closely behind Arrune, he didn’t want to lose sight of the mage. Arrune was his only way out of this dungeon.
It seemed like a normal enough place on the surface; walls, floors, and ceilings carved out of stone, wooden doors embedded with metal and iron handles. It was dark, no light of any kind anywhere. The air was dusty, and smelled slightly of sawdust. The mage’s thick leather boots made soft pid pad pid pad sounds as he walked, quiet in comparison to Felix’s metal boots, clanking at each footfall. The sounds were hollow, echoing against the stone. Arrune had a long staff emanating with light to show them their path forward. It feels so real, he thought as they walked along. It looked real, felt real, Felix knew he could die here, and his body would die for real; But he knew the truth; they were not on the Material Plane. They were navigatin
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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