  No test today but still I have work… GAMES It might be a lame idea but I think it is a way newbies can find familiarity and comfort under a new GM. As a GM who loves maxing out monsters despite the fact that I don’t surprise players with encounters but make it something they can tell from how the story telling escalates, I was hoping to start a new set of games. I guess I’ll call it my Renaissance Game… or “Rebirth”… players play themselves reincarnated into someone who had just found his memories of his past life revived by the trauma of death… The characters lived their lives the same way as they did in the present and wake up to have memories of two lives… the life they have now and their own life of before… they just can’t remember how they died or how they lived their lives. Convenient but here is the twist.. Everything they thought of the after life is here… the horren are called the corrupted souls… they are those souls of bleak desires and terrible Malice.
The Elves are the Feries creatures of Dreams or Dreamers… Men are simple souls with versatility and shit, dwarves are souls of (hardcore gamers) and men who saw the life the way dwarves did: work and war (makes for the reason there are not much female dwarves). There are no halfings or gnomes… So the life they left behind is an afterthought to a life of fantasy.
They soon realize that the afterlife’s dangers are far greater than their life in modern times since in a land of magic what is impossible is possible and evil can corrupt physically anybody into a powerful creature that is called the Horren… then later evolve into true deamons… Aasimars or the blessed are those who died with the greatest of sacrifice in their past lives. The people who died miserable and starving like that in Africa and Parts of Asia are Aasimars… their simple life combined with their extraordinary endurance to live a life with hope are transformed by their purity into the aasimars… NOTE THAT NOT EVERYONE WHO DIES IN THIS WAY BECOME AASIMARS… only those who died with a saintly disposition after helping everyone else forgetting themselves.
They wake up in a war… in the beds where magic of faith and goodness cures them. They wake up after being nearly slain in battle protecting a village, their family and loved ones to no avail. The camp is deserted but for an old dwarf avatar(cleric). oh well thats it for now I have other work to do 
