The Abysmal Tourist

Sometimes when I disappear into what I call the creative abyss I encounter different types of characters. On my last outing I ran into this guy.

He said he was touring the abyss for vacation and kept talking to me. I told him to go away but he had no one else to bother. Since I am too scrawny I couldn't beat him up and had no choice but to put up with it.

After our conversation he asked to take photos of him in different locales. The problem was he wanted to use my camera because his was brand-new and didn't want to scratch it.

I like to call him "The Abysmal Tourist".

Meanwhile...

I decided to work on an animated clip this weekend. This is an update to what has been going on in the life of Thudian and Mundoose villain "The Payasam Poisoner".

The Suited Skateboarder

After the recent financial meltdown Dennis Evilbuck lost his money and fancy Ferrari. He now takes to the streets of Venice, California using a skateboard for transportation in an attempt to look cool. He skates from potential victim to victim attempting to swindle them of their money.

He never tries to perform skate tricks for fear of wrinkling his exquisite suit, embarrassing real skaters everywhere. Poseur!

thee anticonnor: Caterwail's Diary - offset

My Pathfinder rpg partner Connor made a diary for his character as well. You can check it out here:



thee anticonnor: Caterwail's Diary - offset: "Adventurer's Journal of Caterwail - Day 1 Let me preface that I am quite sure that my memoirs will be edited for posterity's sake (to prese..."

Gjorn's Diary entry

My beloved diary. You won't believe what happened to me today. I was strolling around Nirmathas and came across an opportunity. I was told there were missing dead bodies in the wilderness. I could not pass the opportunity up and went along with a bard, elf, and human thing. Then, the most unthinkable event happened my dear diary - you won't believe it!

Wolves attacked us in our search! They were monstrous beasts! I've never encountered wolves of this kind of sturdy. The spells Aunt Vera taught me paid off however, and this helped in killing the wolves. The bard and elf seemed very confident. It was as if they were toying with the wolves. I do believe the bard even sang during this stressful time. Interesting indeed. What other secrets does this land offer? Only death and time will tell.

I examined the wolves closer once their dead bodies lay on the ground. I have to admit, these wolves were nothing special. I must have been imagining the possibilities in combat and gave these wolves much more credit than the deserve!

Okay, I'm bored now. Off to find the missing bodies.

-Gyorn