The Radishers of Ryan, New Jersey were once just a bunch of duct taped, steam tunnel warriors. Then they found their first real demon. It ate one of them with barely a burp before they accidently dispatched it with virginal purity. They now hunt in the dark those that no one sane believes in. On Saturdays they still play either Runequest, D&D old style, or Call of Cthulhu but it's just not the same.
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