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My minions and instruments of fate. Which is a fancy way of saying, "hey, look at my to...I mean, collectables!"

This is the face of a Dungeon Master. I also think I'm lookin' not too bad today. Well, good enough to go get more minis from The Sentry Box.

My new Bible arrived today. I'm about to dive into the unknown, and see what horrors I can bring back for my PCs to face. Wish me luck.

Finally got around to building my dice tower. I think the strain and the semi-gloss finish turned out pretty good.

This is an unnamed island, where a figure known as the Black Alchemist is doing horrible experiments of flesh. He also has the native frog peoples digging through the ancient ruins scattered over the island, posing as a religious icon to his amphibious followers to ensure their servitude.

A warband comes across our heroe's campsite!

in front of my pcs. They took the bait! Our lycan (weretiger) rogue was poped into an extradimensional sphere somewhere on some plane of existance, and the team's dwarf fighter has to fight an Avatar of Death next week. If Flint wins the battle, his next card sucks his soul into an object guarded by legendary creatures, or the Avatar will kill him and that is that for the ol' dwarf. I love being the dm.

is givin' me the feels pretty hard right now. Seeing everyone running around Dalaran is great. The grin on my face hurts.

I can’t, but I don’t care.

A few momentous from my journeys through the stars.