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- Archmaster of Skillfull Ink Slinging

For Next Level: 2020xp of 5190xp complete.
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30 Cheeses

Life is like a cheese, it starts off milk, then it curdles, and then it ages and you hope for the best.

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The Door of Heaven

The door that cannot be reached, the wall that cannot be climbed

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30 Bottles of Wine

No nose, hardly any body, a terrible wine, really.

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“ Along the sluggish Vanne River, the banks are lined with thick stands of tall bulrushes. These areas of wetland are considered ill-omened by the locals, for they hide the skeletal remains of thousands of grazing animals, washed downriver in a terrible flood decades before. Adding to the uncanny reputation of the place is the occasional undead cow or goat that lurks there. The product of a necromancer's experiments some years before, these relatively harmless undead wander the area at night, startling livestock as they attempt to graze with them.”
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“ The World is actually a number of continents surrounded by oceans, which are in turn surrounded by mountains. The oceans rush off the edge of the plateau on which the World sits into the Outside...”
CaptainPenguin
“ In a small inn (the more remote the better), a man turns up dead. There are no wounds on his body what-so-ever, and he aboslutely reeks of garlic. The man died of a curse that forced him to eat a clove of garlic a day or suffer the penalty. This gets really interesting if the body somehow appears on top of a someone the villagers are suspcious of.”
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