Résultats pour "Dungeons" dans Humoristique

Transformed from a mortal man into a dungeon in a strange new reality, Thedeim has since gone from a know-nothing hovel to a do-everything force to be reckoned with. Through some hard work and an indomitable will, he's gathered enough loyal followers and minions as well as a menagerie of creatures at his command to do some serious good. He's gone from lowly to godly, and watchful eyes are taking notice.

The ninth floor. Nine armies, each led by rich and powerful aliens from across the galaxy. Each team has one objective: to capture and hold the castle at the very center of the battlefield. Strategy, alliances, pitched battles, and, of course, betrayal ... It all makes for great fun and even greater television. After all, none of these powerful aliens really die when they’re playing war. Except this time. This time, winner takes all. Those who fall, stay in the ground.

The usual result of a human taking a runaway semitruck head-on is a very sudden, very fast track to the pearly gates. But for one newly noncorporeal man, there's another option: become a dungeon. Feeling sorry for the desperate angel assigned to him, the man relents. Heck, if it doesn't work out, he can always chat with Saint Peter about it later. Next thing you know, he's a dungeon. Admittedly, a small run-down, somewhat unimpressive dungeon (more of a house, actually), but you gotta start somewhere, right?

Not long ago, the dungeon known as Thedeim was a mere human. But after an up-close-and-personal meeting with a runaway semitruck—and subsequent dealings with a rather flustered Angel of Prodigals—he found himself in a new world, reincarnated as a run-down old house that just barely qualified as a dungeon. However, it didn't take long for him to build his core, mana, and reputation, making friends along the way.

It seems like a lifetime ago that Thedeim was a mortal man. After a fatal accident, he was transported to a strange realm to begin again as a living low-level dungeon. But he didn't stay small for long. With a powerful will, he built his dungeon self into a force to be reckoned with, full of minions, creepy crawlies, and a hedge maze to die for. Except Thedeim isn't a place where delvers die. He's a different, friendlier kind of dungeon, which suits both him and his many allies just fine. But being a nice dungeon means taking on some not-so-nice entities.

Belissar has always lived a peaceful life, if not a particularly easy one. Though he lost his parents, he was taken in by a kindly villager who taught him his life's calling: beekeeping. But one day the local lord's ruthless son, Ruckanos, comes to their humble village to claim his own tower, slaughtering everyone. Luckily for Belissar, as he lies dying with an arrow in his back, a tiny worker bee decides to interfere, and he wakes up not only alive but a whole new bee-ing.

Das Leben ist nicht fair. Erst wird Carl von seiner Freundin sitzengelassen, und dann muss er mitten in der Nacht in Boxer Shorts und Lederjacke raus, um ihre Katze Prinzessin Donut zu retten. Noch unfairer wird es, als er von außerirdischen Invasoren gezwungen wird, an einer sadistischen, intergalaktischen Spielshow teilzunehmen. In einem Dungeon voller Fallen, explodierender Goblins, Drogen dealenden Lamas besteht sein Leben von nun an vor allem darin, am Leben zu bleiben.

This is a tale that used to be about dungeons... Now it's mostly about walking in the woods with a friend, looking for mushrooms to put in your soup. Maybe haggling with the squash seller, or taking care of a neglected garden, or even just putting some jam on a good shortbread biscuit. And yes, sometimes you still go down into the dungeons with your friends, and kill monsters there, disarm traps, avoid spiked pits etcetera, etcetera. But when you come out now, it's not really about the gold and loot.

Jordan Cash and his party of extraordinary women were only planning to free one of their companions from a curse. But their simple mission to the port town of Avigo plunges them into a web of corruption far darker than they imagined.

This is a tale that used to be about dungeons... But these days it's more about learning how to properly dress a rabbit for a stew or trying to figure out if your new eight-stringed lute can actually replace a whole orchestra.

Discover the thrilling origin stories of the bard Edgin, the barbarian Holga, and their whole adventuring party in this official prequel to Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves. Edgin Darvis’s life is a mess. All that he has left are his lute, his dashing good looks, and his daughter...

Dear Diary: I was reincarnated as a catgirl NPC in a dungeon. There are loops. There are marble races. There are other catgirls. What else is there? (Ice cream.) Press play and see!!!

This used to be about dungeons...but these days it's more about sharing a pot of tea, or teaching someone the proper way to make a sandwich, or deciding whether your mysterious egg needs more sunlight. Yes, you still venture into dungeons—two in one day, if you're feeling ambitious—and there are still monsters to fight and treasures to find. But when you come out, what matters isn't the treasures you've gathered, it's whether everyone's coming to temple day or if you can all find something fancy enough to wear to the opera.

Having one's entire village wiped out by a high-born brute and almost dying in the process would really put a damper on things for most people. But Belissar isn't most people. Not anymore. After being saved by a little lone bee core, he found himself with his own tower and gained not only legions of cherished, fanatically loyal pollinating minions but also a host of new powers, weapons, and warriors to protect his beloved hives.

King Crow has made it through the first level of Toroth-Gol. After killing the world’s last giant, running afoul of pirates, and narrowly escaping a booby-trapped party store, he finds himself on a platform in the middle of the ocean, where he faces a new challenge...

Join Garth McFarlane, the ex-therapist turned dungeon-crawling team captain, as he wrangles his mismatched squad of lethal, flirtatious, and utterly chaotic teammates. From Frost Troll battles to goblin claps echoing through the crypts, the Phoenixes must outwit their rivals in a league where victory isn't just about tactics—it's about surviving complicated relationship dynamics, snarky reporters, and the occasional embarrassingly timed skill activation.

Garth McFarlane thought leading his chaotic girlfriends through professional dungeon matches while providing psychiatric therapy on the side was the ultimate challenge. Then he got recruited for the X-treme Dungeon Crawl special event, and suddenly he's got bigger problems than some possessive monster girls.

I’ve always wanted to conquer the Big 5 dungeons ever since one of them took the life of my father nearly fifteen years ago. Nobody ever said the Path of Progression was easy, but my burning desire to dive can’t be quenched. I just never thought I’d be prohibited from getting a diving license just because I tried to help a bratty blonde girl get hers. Soon, we’re joined by a lovely brunette bookworm, and we start diving the dungeon on our own terms. As it turns out, I have a few abilities that greatly increase our chances of actually finishing the Path, leading to a life of fame and luxury.

Wounded Army vet Logan Murray thought mimics were the stuff of board games and dungeon manuals...right up until one ate him. In a flash of snapping teeth, Logan suddenly finds himself on the doorstep to another world. He’s been unwittingly recruited into the Shadowcroft Academy for Dungeons - the most prestigious interdimensional school dedicated to training the monstrous guardians who protect the Tree of Souls from so-called heroes. Heroes who would destroy the universe if it meant a shot at advancement.

Garth had been the favorite for the number-one draft pick in the next season of the USA's top sport. His college career was supposed to end on a high note… but it didn't. Sabotaged in his final game, he found himself shut out of the Dungeon League of America, forced to retire his jersey in shame. With no other options, he leaned on his university degree and became a licensed psychiatrist and therapist. That should have been the end of his dungeon-crawling days. But then, a new dungeon appeared in his city.