Dungeons Dragons 4th Edition
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Your first walk down these hall brings you to a small but not entirely cramped room, in front of you is a choice, two separating doors going both right and left, you assume that to progress through this dungeon and to find its eventual end that you would have to choose one of these starting points, of course there cannot be a guarantee that both of these even lead to the exit, no one has ever come out of the dungeon to tell of the end, so why do so many people believe it's there.
deciding that you should just straight dive in, it's not like there is a manual to this sort of thing or anything.
Which door do you go through.
In the worlds of Dungeons and Dragons there are no limit to what can be made and what can happen, will you be evil like a dark lord of the pits? Will you be as gentle as an angel guardian of the heavens? Will you be a perverted good guy who gets into as many pants as you can? The choice is yours and yours alone. To start the path of adventure is always the hardest, will you be a dwarf fighter defending his lands? An elf infiltrating the nobles? Will you be part of an already created world or...
Fantasy(If you didn't like "Realizations," maybe this will be more to your liking.) Dungeons Are Always Dark! by: Ann O'Nonymous Rick woke from an unsatisfying sleep, dripping wet from a cold sweat! Last night, he experienced a very vivid reliving of the last three days, a veritable nightmare. How could he, would he, say and do those things? He looked down at his legs, covered with nylon stockings. There he was, in bed, still wearing a padded bra, panties, garter belt and stockings...
(To be clear for everyone, I don't write this story. It was publish for ten years on https://editthis.info/create_your_own_story/Dungeons_and_Dragons by mulitiple autors and writers, so I only want to republish it here.) Welcome to the ever-so-wonderful world of 3.5 Dungeons and Dragons: Forgotten Realms! Many of the stories will begin in or around Waterdeep, the City of Splendors and the largest and most prosperous city state in Faerûn, the continent that the Forgotten Realms setting focuses...
FantasyWe were hanging around and partying a lot near the U of M a few years ago. there was a message board at the bar looking for d& D players and since the bar was not looking promising we decided to give it a try.My wife was dressed for a night on the town at bars or clubs and probably a little too provocative for the D&D crowd. We arrived at the address and as we entered, We were given some basic choices for characters and names and after about 15 minutes we were set up. Most of the people...
Footsteps echoe across the walls of a narrow valley, as well-armed and -armored adventurers trudge across the rocky terrain. At the end of the valley stands an open door - simple, roughly hewn from the stone, yet foreboding because of its sheer size and the deep darkness lying in wait behind its threshold. The adventurers halt a few feet from the edge, weapons ready at their side. The fabled caverns of Hin'Dryaz.. according to the stories fabled treasures lied within, ready to be snatched up...
FantasyThis dungeon, is meant for the reader's pleasure, or is it? This story starts slowly as all stories must in some way. In a dramatic way, a nonsensical way, any way they dream. But since I am the author, I prefer females thus I have only one question, does she the female have a dick?
The tables were ready. Dices were set. Character sheet lined perfectly onto the tabletop as the tiles on the wooden table segmented the world into a 5 by 5 feet squares into inches, and it showed an entire town of Goodwitch... A small port town by the river, leading out into the sea. It was a little dark in the basement, but what would set a better atmosphere than the stale air of the basement, paired with darkness lit with few candles and the sunlight blocked by thin curtains? The DM smirks at...
FantasyFight, Fuck, and Flee in this fantasy world full of sex and sorcery. There are multiple characters to choose from, each with their own unique story. All of the character have different strengths and weaknesses, leading to different outcomes including the possibility of death. Now choose your character and get started on your adventure!
FantasyWhen Wizards of the Coast came out with 4th edition, they sold the rights to the 3rd edition rules for continued development. The Pathfinder system was born. In this story you will have a character with actual abilities and you will be given options based on what you are capable of. As you go through the story you might... give birth to other character paths by having flings with specific females at specific times. Sir John Doe of the Golden Tower 5th Level Paladin of the Golden Tower Str:...
FantasyA/N: Hey guys, this is my first story on CHYOA, set in the DnD universe. For a more accurate setting, this is set in the year 1360, based on the Forgotten Realms Ck2 mod I’ve been playing lately. Do note that this is a public story, so I encourage prospective or interested writers to try creating their own threads where possible. Will be working on the rules for new threads after I post the first few chapters. With that, let us begin. Prologue The world of Toril, a world of many fantastical...
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The Tow Path Leda had a passion for walking in the rain. She loved the sounds of rain drops, the sensuous feel of them falling on her skin. Most of all she liked the way the drops slipped silently off the shiny black rain coat she wore A short drive from her home was an old canal and tow path. The canal and its banks were overgrown over the hundred or more years of trees and bushes and a little brook trickled down the bottom when it rained. The tow path has been paved over and was a...
One’s path in life has three primary sections. The first one is what made a person who they are. Everything from their parent’s genetics, to how they were raised, the environment they grew up in, and any uncontrollable outside influences causing a life changing event. The second section of the path is what we see, feel, hear, taste, and touch at this very moment in time. It is a collection of fleeting moments that may or may not influence us immediately, but could have a big impact on us...
Crossdressing‘There is a title’, Zax’s voice quivered. The first thing that popped up from the minimal information he could gather from the second subject was a five words title, brimming with immense excellence as if it was part of a divine existence. ‘Legacy Of The One’s Path. Zax said in trepidation. He clearly could not calmly handle the bits of the decrypted second subject in his possession. Merely staring at the information floating in his sea of consciousness aroused a sense of obeisance, in a...
OFF THE BEATEN PATH My name is Toby and I am a 29 year old gay forced bisexual 24/7 collared sex slave, I have been owned by Master T and Mistress N, for 5 year 7 months and 9 days. They are a newly young 50's retired D's couple. Every second of my servitude has been greatly explored and tested and very much enjoyed. This is a story of just one of my many adventure with exploring bondage with my Master and Mistress. I met Master Tom while working in an area hospital, he was a continuing...
It was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...
It was the start of summer break from college and the weather had finally started to get nice out. Just before the Spring semester ended, I had overhead a couple of gay dudes whispering in the library about a cruising spot not too far from campus. They were describing the bike path that ran along the river just a little past the apartment building complex and before bus transit station. I knew the area pretty well because the bus I usually take to get home from school crosses over the bike...
The Summerland Path "Y caead llwybr, Na Sidhe, Na Dynol, Geni daear, Geni Tir na Nog Medru dro Cyd-rhwng" "The path is closed, no Sidhe or man born of Earth or Summerland will bear memory of the linking roads." -Eremon's curse I. The Gwaun Valley, Wales, Late evening, February. The old one rested her white wispy haired head in the crook of the overstuffed chair and closed her eyes. Kerrdia's cheeks were warmed rosy by the crackling fire in the hearth and...
Nat and the Telepath (c) 2008-2010 by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial site or mailing list. You can also create derivative works, including adaptations to other media, or new stories using the same setting, characters and so forth, as long as you mention and point to the original story and release your own adaptations or new...
Hiding behind the bushes, I thought to myself: " FUCK!!! Where the hell is that bitch?" It was 5:15 am and the sun would be up soon. In another 15minutes I would lose my cloak of darkness. It had been a week since I last buried my cock in some pussy. My nine inch black cock throbbed with anticipation as I looked down the path through the bushes waiting for my prey. I was on another one of my hunts, and my prey was the white man's most treasured asset, the white woman. How I love white women!...
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Melinda was a single mum whose life had been average — at least, as she defined average — until she met her new partner, Shane. Everyone around her had typical relationships where the man does his thing, the woman does hers, and the only interaction is part of daily routine. Shane brought a passion and excitement to her life; he wanted to share in every part of her life. She had never had a lover so intense. Shane was an intellectual who had a high-pressure job with a lot of responsibility,...
My Alice was always a bit odd.When my dear departed spouse Hyacinth first remarked on her strange ways, I took it all a bit tongue-in-cheek, thinking it was just some sporadic quirkiness on Alice’s part. The poor thing never did fully fit into our conventional household and the entire neighborhood was on her shit list from the very first day of our fostering her into womanhood. Her teenage years were filled with one escapade after another and my wife was the first to admit that she was a...
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Well, Tiffany was doing something on the computer and ran across a folder that I keep my tripple x videos and pictures in and started to take a look at some of them and liked them too. A few of them really get her turned on and left me a note that told me which ones they were. One of them was where a girl was tied up in the wood and taken advantage of. Well, I told her to get ready to do just that. She asked what to wear. I said a skirt, no panties and a top with no bra. After we got everything...
Straying From the PathSue and I 'met' through an online porn web site. Well, I say 'met', it's been purely an online thing so far.We chatted on the web for a while but, as with most chat sites it was slow and clunky, so one day one of us popped the question, 'Do you Yahoo?'We made the move and chatted for a week or so and then one of us got wild and suggested a voice chat.Just weeks after meeting we were talking online like old friends but the conversations, like the IM chats were limited by...
I've been wanting to submit a story for a long time. I have a ton of ideas for some fictional sex stories but very few real life stories to talk about since my sex life is fairly normal. this story was special because it happens out of the blue and with a dream girl.My buddies and I had been planning to attend this festival downtown. To avoid the traffic and trying to find parking, which can always be a bitch and not to mention the parking tickets if the meter runs out, i decided to leave the...
A NEW CAREER PATH Up to that day Evan Jones thought that he and his wife Kathlyn had a good marriage. Although she had been the heiress to quite a large fortune that her father had made in business, Evan had insisted in continuing working in one of those businesses and being the breadwinner. It rewarded her judgement that he wasn't marrying her for her money. She liked to keep occupied and had set up a dance studio in the nearby town, teaching youngsters the skills she had...
Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Seven: Shifting Paths By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight Kevin – The Free City of Grahata, Yalut Island I walked into the Temple of Luben, a small structure dwarfed by the more popular religions of Pater, Slata, and Seljan. It was modest on the outside and plain in the inside. The floors were a checkered pattern of black and white stone, dark-stained pews forming two rows advancing towards an altar...
Wish Shift: Chapter Eight Pathways Year 1 A.S. Day 46 Jenny heard the car pull into her lot in the dim glow of light just before dawn. She had been up until almost midnight the night before and had needed to rush to the toilet sometime in the early morning hours to deal with a bout of morning sickness. Those had been coming less frequently this last week and she was starting to hope that she may be close to parting ways with this particular aspect of being a woman soon. Leaning...
She was nervous, as time dragged on in the little out-of-the-way motel room. Jill’s sluttish-painted, shining blue-green eyes were fixated on the door. Jill and Brent had met in cyberspace a long time ago and had travelled parallel paths. The mutual attraction and communication with each other was almost instantaneous and grew into an earnest relationship. But each knew that that a face-to-face meeting was impossible, as one of their mutual attractions to each other was their...
Set in the universe of Futa Angels And Demons And Monsters. The story will follow the path of two main characters Armin Zolaas, the protagonist, and King Vithras 'Stormborn' Gaelenheim, the antagonist. *********** Authors note: Readers will have the choice to select either of the two characters. Their paths will cross each other every now and then before a final showdown. The story will be in second person. I'll add more tags as I go along. I'm also moving the introduction to a separate chapter...
FantasyInterview With a Sociopath By Cassandra Morgan It was overcast on the day Munchkin went to jail, one of those end-of- the-world days. The skies were dark and threatening, and the gray concrete building was stark and barren. The barbed wire coiled threateningly above the walls. Technically, this was a jail, not a prison, but it looked like every prison in every movie she had ever seen. There were no trees, just scrub brush and a faraway corn field. There...
His name was Ryan, a guy in his mid 30s. Married to a wife that was too consumed with her job and complaining to pay any attention to his needs so he was left to take care of himself. From time to time he would look at porn sites. Watching clips and vids that caught his attention. One night he stumbled upon a video that started off with a beautiful woman. She had amazing tits and curves in all the right places. She looked amazing he thought. He found himself with his hands...
I said, “See everything is clear, understood and good,” I called the next week to take him up on his offer, and that led to my sexuality spinning out of control. Jim greeted me at the door. I showered and climbed onto the table, prepared for a thorough body massage. He showed me his blood test sheet that was a week old and shows that he’s clean. That put me at ease. He started the massage with warmed oil and pulled the towel off. I was naked and exposed. I discovered he was naked, but I...
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Angel pounded her fist against the table with such force that the cherry wood veneer splintered into toothpick sized shards. Angry didn't begin to define her reaction to Kayla's news. "I can't believe you're considering this!" she shouted. Rage tinted her normally brown eyes, infusing them with flares of gold and amber. Unblinking, Kayla stood across the table from her completely unaffected by the outburst. And her reaction or rather non-reaction made Angel seethe with fury. "How stupid are...
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FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 1 - First Steps along the Path My dear mother, lately deceased, had this phrase she used to use during my childhood whenever I got depressed over my insecurities and lack of real friends. "Don't worry dear," she would say; "It is all a question of finding your own 'voice'. One day you will suddenly come to realise who you truly are and where you fit in society. On that day you will have 'found your own voice,' and from then on you will, I promise you, be...
Off The Beaten Pathby Miss AnonnaDuring a quick visit home one summer I found myself in a little poor town and I wasn’t sure where I was. I did know that I had gotten off Interstate 81 onto US 11 and thought I was headed back to the highway. There was no way to know for sure so I decided to consult a map that I had in the glove box. When I came upon a vacant parking lot, I turned in and parked facing the road. Immediately I unbuckled my belt and leaned toward the windshield to get the map and...
InterracialLife’s wondering path By SG [email protected] is a concept story. The story is meant to explore an idea I had about the possibilities of required surgeries. As a result some people will find this story to not be to their tastes. The other day when I was surfing the internet on my fianc?e’s computer I came across something rather interesting. I was over at his place looking on the internet which made things even more surprising. His place was actually the house he had grown up in....
This story was originally posted in 2003, and while a work of fiction, takeselements and stories from experiences in my life with several partners. Thecontinued feedback I have received, as well as requests for additional chaptershas prompted me to continue the work. Thanks for all the comments, email alwayswelcome and responded to! A new path By Chris Fowler At 31 years old, Chris decided to change his life, and go to college. Afterleaving the Army, a series of fun, but dead end jobs had...
Vee still worked at the senior living center. Her responsibilities changed as she gained experience and demonstrated new skills. Not much has been said about Vee, short for Virginia, a name she hated. And she was about as far from a virgin as an 18-year-old could get. A much older step brother introduced her to most aspects of sex at a very early age and by the time her periods started there was little she hadn’t tried, over and over, with him, another step-brother, assorted neighborhood...
EMPATHY By Vickie Tern Prologue Darla is an absolute darling when she wants to be. I wish I could be half the woman she is but I know I can't, I don't have it in me. Or anywhere near as adorable, though there I do try. She came by her charm easily while growing up, while I've had to learn mine only very recently. But she's a wonderful teacher. She could see my potential all along, I'm a natural, that's what she says. I tell her that natural or not I do love what I am now and I owe...
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Cora, I know what your secret is and i plan on telling everyone else unless you do as i says? Ryder you can't do that. That's blackmail and i wont go a long with it. Oh But i think you will go a long with it. See i made several files on this secret about you and plan on using it to make sure your loyalty to me is good Please Ryder Don't do this. You know that I'm not happen about you being the pathfinder ok. But doin this to me and blackmailing me is not the way to earn my Loyalty at all. I...
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Sara knew she was obsessed: this was the fifth day in a row she came to this cafe for lunch looking for that sick bastard. She wondered again if she was wasting her time trying to find that asshole, and would she be better off spending her lunch hour trying to find some young housewife at the mall. But what could you do in an hour? Again she began to fret, struggling with the concept of seducing a woman. Everywhere she looked she saw gorgeous, sexy women; and it seemed each was married or...