Articles by Anglachael

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The Treasure Room

Aided by the mage’s spells, the companions pulled back the heavy lid of the sarcophagus, letting it fall to the ground.  The heavy slab of adamantine crashes into the obsidian floor with a resounding clamor…


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Magiedämmerung, I,2

Book One: Into the Gloaming Chapter Two:  Of Orcs and Maidens It’s strange, the things your mind chooses to register.  Or more to the point, the things you miss.  The man with the odd-looking eyes…


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The Wolves Shall Inherit

“The Wolves Shall Inherit” A Retelling of the ATLAKVIĐA As found in the Poetic Edda By Frater Anglachael The rains had subsided, and were now little more than an icy drizzle. The night was indeed…


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Payin’ the Bills

I was listening to Peter Gabriel’s “Rhythm of the Heat” last Sunday evening, and this story just popped into my head.  It’s a one-off Top Secret SSI-type adventure scene. “Payin’ the Bills” I did this…


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Magiedämmerung, I,1

Book One: Into the Gloaming Chapter One: Beyond the Pale   The days are becoming longer and warmer as they traveled south, passing through the tribal lands.  Slíen was located in the heart of the…


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Magiedämmerung, Prologue

What follows is a recount in story form of an AD&Dv3/3.5 adventure I wrote for my players around the turn of the millennia, based off the journal notes I kept for it.  If it seems…


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Feralas

The predawn hours of Feralas are terribly dark and the air is thick with emerald-hued dew. I had spent the night on a small outcropping of stone with two Darnassian scouts named Kindal and Jer’kai,…


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Hasenpfeffer

The goblins were laughing in their hideous manner as they surrounded the girl. She pulled the elvish cloak tightly around her, but even its elusive magics were too little and too late to avoid this…