But out of all people not playing I should have been the most important.
That title goes to ayesinback, who has officially been meddling in the game more than half the people technically playing.
Also, she liked my picture. :D Hurrr….
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curses…foiled again.But out of all people not playing I should have been the most important.
That title goes to ayesinback, who has officially been meddling in the game more than half the people technically playing.
Also, she liked my picture. :D Hurrr….
Night 2
A little theme music…
Ally trod lightly down the passage that Blindsk had been killed in the night before. She missed the Gnomish illusion, but managed to dodge the Dwarven axes. The Elven blade, however, slipped quietly through her ribs.
"Guess I need to work on the placement of my traps," growled the grizzly trap master.
Ally Haert didn't get lucky this time.
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Zeph was washing the Gorgons as the Dark Lord had told him. Muttering and cursing his luck, and his lord, the entire time. Even if he had been looking at it, he would have been hard pressed to notice the shadow that flitted into the bath chamber.
"I have a message for you," said the figure.
"AH, tell that sack of bullocks to sit on a soddin' pike!" shouted Zeph not noticing the voice did not come from the doorway.
A short sword's point flashed white and appeared in Zeph's chest.
"'May the Nine Hells sear your flesh,'" whispered the figure.
Zeph, fighting for consciousness elbowed his attacker in the stomach. The sword pulled free of his back when the blow struck home. He grabbed the dazed assailant by his cloak and pulled him within inches of his snarling face.
"Then I'll see you there."
The blow from Zeph's forehead knocked out the other. Soon, he appeared before the Fiery Gates.
Zeph died in Battle
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"Opaque, like the cloud covered sky,
My heart and mind…"
"Who are you?!" Screamed TFGM at the black clad warrior before him. The spear in its hand twirled, flashing in the gloom.
"Opaque like the frost on the window,
My heart and mind…"
TFGM ran deeper into the yawning caverns. The mounds of rock like the teeth of some long dead beast. The passageways like the throat of some monster. Hours he ran. Finally, he stopped clutching his heaving chest, gasping for breath.
"Opaque, opaque l-like…"
HOW! His mind screamed.
"O-opaque l-l-like b-bl–"
The twirling stopped, the spearhead pointed at TFGM's chest.
"Opaque like blood," the warrior said as red eye's gleamed and its smile spread wickedly over its unseen face.
Then,
The spear plunged in.
TheFlyingGreenMonkey breathes no more.
——-
Harkovast was busy muttering his usual ramblings and ravings when a fearsome creature appeared behind him. Floating off the ground, it appeared as a bird in flight as it sped to its target.
Harkovast has been paralyzed by the Beholder.
——-
A man, quite small for his position, found TFGM's corpse.
"Well, damn."
——-
Across the dungeon, a chaotically moving man hunted for his prey. The wicked knife he had plucked Mettaur's heart out with was in his strong hand. His stutter-stop movements brought him to his target at last. He plunged in, thirsting for more blood than a whole village could provide. A flash of light blinded him as he reached for the kill.
His prey was gone.
——-
Far away, the wizard prepared his enchantments.
Day 3
A lot of people died last night, including the "unkillable" Ally Haert.
Time to dig a Mass Grave! Come on everybody! Grab yo' shovels!
Hide yo' Chaos Priests, hide yo' adventurers! 'Cause they killin' e'ery body out there!
As for who killed this multitude of bodies… Well… Whoever killed Mettaur last night failed to kill again (Damn that figure in chaotic clothing) And as for Zeph's, TFGM's and Ally's killers…
If you would nicely step forward, I will give you this plate of freshly made cookies.
Has anyone seen HArk? he seems to be a bit inactive of late.
OpaqueOpaqueOpaqueOpaqueRokulily?
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