This is Omega Phi Broadcasting, a cacophony of creativity, crooked minds, and homebrewed bull****. We tend to rotate DMs in chapters, so don’t worry too much if a series is on hiatus for a moment, its for everyone’s sanity, especially considering we’re all a little new to this. Of our current exploits, these are the ongoing and future ones: Phuriously Mucking up Phandalin: New people playing a new game, in a new world. Welcome to Phandalin, when a bird, a bald man, and one with dragon blood find their way into trouble at every possible juncture. This is our first ever DND campaign, and it couldn’t have gone any better, including the bumps in the road. The Shores of Shenra: In the world of Taloth a continent waits, long forgotten by time, and erased by history, forever shrouded in a covering of thick clouds that hide much from everyone, not to mention the locals. What, and who, is about in this frontier, ripe for the settling, and a political powder keg as every power races for the first warcrime. Spoilers, someone already got it. A team of four fumbles and finds their way through history itself, but will they ever learn who really pulls the strings? Horrors by Twilight: Welcome to Beocilar, a world forever drenched in moonlight, where a gnome conjures all kinds of beast, the paladin’s hair is often more dangerous than his mace, the newly recruited swamp man is constantly in danger of emptying the kitchen, and a snakeman copes with being in a new place. Quite poorly. Something lurks in these alien woods, and without any gods to pray to.... who exactly will listen to your screams? Call of Void: When the sky opens up and chaos pours forth, it takes a special kind of person to handle it. Maybe too special, in some ways, you might argue. Call of Void is still in planning, aside a kind of prologue that has been played, with details forthcoming. Red Sands: The west was never quite this wild in the history books, and with this alternate timeline having portions of Mexico annexed by America, voodoo and rituals run rampant, with only some bounty hunters in the way of chaos. Gunslingers mount up against wagons as quieter combatants use the sound of gunfire for cover, with the sound of a train echoing in the distance....