EXT. LATE EVENING. OUTDOOR SEATING AT A PUB. A blond teenage boy wearing black clothes shrouded by a frayed, faded, hooded yellow cloak (hood down) sits opposite a mysterious figure whose entire head is obscured by a golden, horned helmet, and who is clothed in deep indigo and light yellows, adorned with many golden medallions. …
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EXTERIOR. MIDDAY. DISNEY WORLD. WINDING PATH. Sora, Donald, and Goofy run after the dog Pluto who carries a letter bearing King Mickey’s seal in his mouth. SORAWhere’s he leading us? GOOFYWe’re on the Rolling Hills Road that leads to the Castle! SORASo this is your guys’ world? DONALDIt sure is! SORAWow… I can’t believe I …
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So, controversial opinion time: Kingdom Hearts has SUCKED since its first entry. Sucked doo-doo. Whoa! I know, I know. Bold words, Cotton. But I think they’ll bear out under scrutiny. Now, I’m not talking about gameplay, though… yikes… some of the entries really don’t hold up in that department either, I’m talking about the plot. …
The realms of the Mighty King Morpheus are splendid and sun-dappled plains, dotted here and there by small towns, interconnected by roads for horse-drawn carriages and surrounded by warm, peaceful woodlands filled with the smells of sweet leaves and the sounds of scurrying little creatures. The City of Som surrounds Castle Dreamstone and stretches to …
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Many Oreiad, pious and Manshrioi alike, died when the Dragonlord scoured the peaks, now controlled by the Dragonscarred of Godsreach, referred to by the Oreiad as the Wu Tzuzhou, or Witchcursed, for mastery of the Dragon of the Moon. But thousands more died trekking south as they fled the accursed region in search of a …
Atop the sheer cliffs that rise dramatically from the western shores beneath the Savage Sea, looming over the King of the Coin’s quaint nation of traders and sellswords, the Shi Cei Qoji Coven reigns with a dramatically iron grip in the name of their Empress. Called the Stonecutters by the Dragonscarred below, the Shi Cei …
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Central Ticonderos is dominated by dense temperate forests covering miles and miles of hill and short mountains converging into a single, massive mountain range that eventually grows too tall for even the trees to grow upon. This bony protrusion is called The Witch’s Spine and as the Oreiad Empire spread itself ever further, this unique …
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Something is happening in the northern tundras of Ticonderos. The once-unshakeable Oreiad Empire is in chaos and no one knows what, why, or how. Already strained by chaos erupting in the Dhogem communities below them, the kingdoms of the Dragonscarred must also deal now with Oreiad fleeing a mysterious, frigid catastrophe taking place in the …
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Statuesque and cold, the Oreiad are an aloof people of a vast, ancient empire established in the frigid tundras of northern Ticonderos and spanning across the peaks and ridgelines of the continent’s imposing mountain ranges. They consider themselves above the petty squabbles of the Dragonscarred and have relatively little to no interaction with, and thus …
The Dream Master Name: Nemo Mackay Age: 30 in Dream years, but 45 by human reckoning, Nemo ages at half speed in Slumberland. Place of Birth: Brooklyn, New York Current Location: Slumberland Nationality: American/Slumberlundan Education: High School Sophomore / Tutored by courtiers, advisers, and servants of the Kingdom of Slumberland on everything from courtly manner, …
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The Waybetween 