Archive for March, 2006

When a plan doesn’t come together.

Sunday, March 19th, 2006

Well, it seems we’ve finally gotten past the outer sentries, and are now coming up on some unsuspecting cultists. Amazing that they didn’t hear the racket we made getting this far. Well, I suppose we should count our blessings. The two cultists seem to be waiting at the far end of another makeshift rope bridge. […]

A slip of the bow

Thursday, March 16th, 2006

We rests for a while, then checks out the barbarian’s room. Pretty nice, I think - better than my old room at the Feral Dog, ’specially all the skulls! Nothin’ much there - I were hopin’ for some o’ them fancy daggers. We goes down the downhill tunnel and finds some more […]

Was it a lurking strangler or a strangling lurker?

Thursday, March 16th, 2006

Was it a lurking strangler or a strangling lurker?
This question may never be answered, but Vogol did run into another one on this leg of the journey. Here he was innocently trying to climb some rubble and ambush some cultists when two of these long armed fiends leapt from the shadows, all athristin’ for […]

Curses! Backstabbed again!

Wednesday, March 15th, 2006

Now I knows why that Enkili-damned monk won’t tell us his name - ’cause we’d be cursin’ him left and right if he ever did. ‘Twasn’t enough for him to toss a shur’ken into me that other time, this time he has to shoot me in the back, doin’ much more damage than any […]

Ewww.

Friday, March 10th, 2006

Well, it appears that the guards had more guile than I would have given them credit. It’s one thing to cut down a fleeing man on a battlefield, but it’s another to blunder right into a trap. Guess which we did. So here I am, stuck fast to the face of a cliff, cemented to […]

monk volume v

Friday, March 10th, 2006

is there no bravery left in this world? i fled from those dark javelineers, but no one seemed to get that i was impersonating everyone else in this damn party of adventurers… to make it clear that i was not affected by a fear enchantment or related spell, i jumped down a dark chasm, […]

Over the edge

Friday, March 3rd, 2006

We keeps stumbling over all these lag-tights sos I can’t move very fast. Comin’ up on this cliff edge, these scary animals attack us, and that monk goes runnin’ off again. I has to kill ‘em, as usual. They go easy, though, one blow for both. Summore o’ those gray things […]