Movement's difficult with so many arms. You wouldn't think it was by looking at all those naked statues of four-handed sex goddesses, but it is. It really is. I wouldn't be doing much of it at all; not properly, anyway. I WILL NOT give the fat demon lord massages. No, I do not care how... Continue Reading →
Top Ten Things I would NOT do if I were a lich
Regret my past life as a miserly old wizard. Screw that guy, he dead! No time will be spent in moral considerations, akin to (but not excluded to): “Is necromancy evil? Is angering the gods of death wise, in any world, including this one? How can my apprentices possibly be this useless, even as reanimated... Continue Reading →
Top Ten Things I would do if I were a lich!
I would get me a nice little ice cave, with loads of stalagmites, stalactites and the skulls of my long-dead apprentices and army comrades. I would begin raising my apprentices from the dead. They were an incompetent bunch in life—doesn’t mean that they have to remain useless in death. I would discover that death really... Continue Reading →
The Grimoire Reliquary 