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It’s a weekly event, Dungeons and Dragons, one which I always eagerly anticipate. My group of seven and I always treat it like a party complete with a veritable feast. We surround the table, scattering our papers and dice, each raring to start today’s adventure. They start off by walking into a bar (standard for adventurers) Some begin to grill for information on a ravenous dragon while others idly wait and twirl their dice. Then begins an event that they did not anticipate. A cackling demon appeared, taking the mage’s soul as its feast. The rest gave chase, playing the part of a heroic party. This was merely the beginning

Name: Alexi Drevenko Origin: The True Russia Height: 6' 3" (190.5 cm) Weight:179 lbs. (81 kg) Birthday: Unknown. It's one of many things he doesn't really consider important. Physical Description: For being as old as he is, Drevenko is in good shape. When he's not busy cleaning up the school grounds, he's either tending to his Mech or training himself. Thanks to this, he's been able to keep the same muscled physique that he's had for years. He does have a broken nose that he's never bothered to have fixed, and dark brown hair. You can usually see a slight scowl on his face, and he practically exudes an aura of hostility. He even manages

 Morkeal paced in his operating room as the feeling of frustration started to grow and gnaw at him him. Once again, he was running low on spare body parts, something that always happened during the holiday season. It seemed that people all around the world really bought into that whole "peace on Earth and goodwill towards men" attitude that came with this time of year, which in turn lead to a drop in suicides and homicides. Never a good thing for a necromancer, to say the least. This particular go-around, however, had turned out even worse than normal. The reanimates he had placed on cadaver collection had been turning up virtually no new bod

 The small library in the Victorian era house was normally Andrew's place for solitude, the place he would go when he needed to just get away from all the worries of hiding his powers from all the feeble-minded people that were in the world. But now, it made him feel trapped, with no possibility for escape. It had all happened so fast…. One moment, he was enjoying seeing his wife and daughter for the first time in months, after posing as a so-called "faith-healer." The next, some deranged lunatics had burst in, spraying out hymns and lead. Andrew had tried to set up a barrier in time to protect his family, but the suddenness of it had ju