Note – Invitation Only!
This is a game based on the homebrew setting of Paradiso which was made up for my fanfiction, adventuring for dummies. You don't need to read it, because the universe in the fanfiction is using 3.5 edition, and this one will be different, using 4th edition. Some important characters of the story will appear, and references to the story will be made at times, but you don't really need to read it, and the protagonists won't be showing up regardless.
The adventurers will be a team of strangers (or friends if they want it that way) who travel to Tigris, a desert city within the Republic of Roma, to answer a newspaper ad asking for adventuring help. Eventually they will aid Karin Apuleius, too crippled to do much more than tag along, to help her write her latest and greatest book. However, the adventures that result from the various research subjects Karin has in mind will be nothing short of strange and humorous for everyone involved.
If you're interested, do read the informations in the Adventurer's Guidebook for character creation information, more setting information, my Rules of Engagement and suchlike. The story will have a tone of somewhat light-hearted D&D humor. You could compare it to Order of the Stick except not taking the self-referential aspects as far. It will also include meta-referencing and some video game tropes.Note – Join by Invitation Only.
The massive, vaguely durian-shaped planar transportation vehicle of the Dromeda Empire floated through the vast, dark blue, vaguely gaseous expanse of almost-nothing that separated Paradiso and neighboring planes and moons. It floated through the voids in a way fruits did not, and to say that it might perhaps be swimming through space would have been a poor comparison and one would have been ashamed to have thought of it. To say that the ship was compensating for things would be a grand understatement. This particular ship drove through the atmosphere with power and strength, its huge erect girth propelling it forward, each thrust plunging through the tight boundaries of the planet's outer gaseous spheres. After each herculean push it ejaculated jets of glorious turquoise fire. The barriers of time and space contracted and expanded around it until an unforeseen metaphysical climax.
The result of which was that a very expensive glass of Wyrmsblood wine belonging to a man in Tiberius shattered and spilled the liquids upon his good shirt.
Since Wyrmsblood was extremely difficult to rinse out of shirts, especially shirts designated as "good shirts", a massive lawsuit was fielded against the Copper Dragon Resort and Casino, which ended in a two Astral Diamond out of court settlement and much misery and court fees for many, many people. The scandal was documented in the Roman Inquisitor, who were lucky to have finally found a mildly interesting story to bloat up to epic proportions, as professional journalism is wont to do. The end result was documented by various wizened, ancient scholars who realized they did not care. Soon it was all but forgotten.
The Dromeda prince Napoleon Eldritch Nydus IX did not know about any of this.
Had he known, he likely would not have cared.