Rylai The Crystal Maiden,  Abaddon, The Lord Arvenus, Aggron Stonebreaker, The Ogre Magi>

Piemonger danced over the mossy and dangerous rocks in the crystalline river, exercising his body and testing his flexibility. He had trained hard since his escape from that pig, and had honed his attacks to strike the sorest vulnerabilities of his enemies. Yesterday the Phantom Assassin trained. Today he hunted. While the vast forest had become quieter in the past weeks, it was not particularly difficult to find an adversary if one desired...>

Balnazzar grinned as he took another swig of the ale, inspecting the cards he had held up in front of him. One particularly stood out The Gambler was a useful card that could be used to sway a game in the user’s direction in one turn. Unfortunately it also had a chance to devastate its user. His two opponents at the table, Jollyjoker the Lifestealer, and Sindicate the Nerubian Weaver were in stable positions, but neither had a clear advantage....>

Getting a new replacement panther had been easy for Negi, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness at the passing of his feline partner. The Beastmaster Ldraggy would pay…Someday…But for now Negi was more interested in tracking a new target. Head_Puncher the Axe had been consistently creeping in an area Negi liked to frequent. Negi tossed his head, with his hair elegantly (he hoped) flying through the air, with the gracefulness...>

Wilsonho paused and gazed serenely at the moon as a howl ripped the night. Someone had most likely fallen tonight, and Wilsonho wanted to know whom. Such queries would have to wait for the sentinel tavern however. Wilsonho was too busy stalking his point of interest, the Dragon Knight Pendragon_. Shifting through the trees silently, he carefully tracked Pendragons every move, hoping to find some way to pilfer the banhammer that he wore at his side....>

Reilden searched the cold, hard night ground around him in interest. There were the marks of a fight recently. The markings were unmistakable. These were the footprints of a treant. He curiously followed the footprints, until they faded away into the heavier foliage of the forest. Bobbing aimlessly along, he continued along what he hoped would be the general direction of the footsteps. He paused quickly, noticing the presence of a campfire in a clearing....>