The Stronghold

You climb up the crumbling stairs. Although many of the steps are worn away, or look like they may collapse any minute, you find that some sort of force-field covers them. The field shimmers a faint pink colour as you put your feet on them. Even when there is no actual stair there, the force field makes a step for you. At the top of the stairs, there is a stone hall. Obviously, it had been meant as a dining room in ages past. The walls and tables are covered in strange trophies, monsterous and technological alike.

A high-backed chair sits facing a huge fireplace. A purplish fire flickers in the hearth. The chair itself has two ravens perched on its top. As you approach, you reaslize one raven is definitely robotic. The other seems to have glowing red eyes. Going around the chair, you see a cloaked figure sitting there. You cannot make out its face, but it speaks to you in a quiet voice that is neither young nor old,

"Welcome. I am Elandril, and this is my home. You have found your way here, so you are obviously special. I offer my knowledge to you."


CELESTIAL DRAGON A Dragon R.C.C native to the Three Galaxies System (Phase World); very powerful shape-changers, magic users and psychics. These dragons must be Soul-Bonded at a young age to another creature to attain full access to their Metamorphosis powers. Includes rules for Adults (NPC) and Hatchlings (R.C.C.; GM discression advised).





As you are about to leave, the figure places a hand gently on your arm. The hand looks strangely child-like. That odd voice speaks to you once again.

"I enjoy hearing of that which I have not encountered yet. If you would like to share some of what you know, I will gladly listen, and add that knowledge to my own."

Submit your own stuff, and I will place it within the Stronghold. E-mail it to me in .txt or .rtf (preferred) format.



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