Welcome to the Dwelling of the Nomadic Guardians, a sanctuary for freedom fantasy role playing. There are no rules to how you can live your life (well, okay, there are some, but barely any). So with angry dragons eating ketchup, rabid unicorns, shout outs!, groovy music, battles, and... er... flying penguins... there are limitless things to do.
What pages will be written next for this world? You decide. Be who you want to be.
How will you express yourself?
“"A wealthy man dies and leaves ten million dollars. One-fifth is to go to his daughter, one-fifth is to go to his son, one-sixth to his brother, and the rest to his wife. Now, what does each get?”
After a very long silence in the classroom, Little Pauly raises his
hand and says, “A lawyer?”"
