Archive for April, 2006

Birdman kicked my ass!

Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

Well, the birdmen seem to have retreated, I guess Kandu put them to flight, no pun intended. A heal or two from our resident cleric won’t go amiss, especially for Woolery, who’s looking a bit addled from all that blood loss. Come to think of it, I’m not feeling all that super myself. At any […]

Mockingbirds

Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

Two tunnels down, one to go. If what we’ve learned about the Faceless one is anything like true, this should be the toughest battle yet. I’ll certainly say this for the temple of the Ebon triad; their lair is a lot less crappy than those of Chardun and the other one. Nicer, yes. Better laid […]

Face off

Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

We tries to get some rest in them birds’ nest, but some floaty thing comes in and attacks us, so we makes our way out of the maze and heads back to town. We sees the mine is empty and hear back in town that someone attacked the mine whiles we was down there. […]

Bye, Bye, Birdie

Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

Well, I think I killed ‘r scared off the last o’ them bird-things. Knocked four out at once, but then I ran into a couple I hadda hit twice afore they lay down. I needs a little rest now - they’re little and weak, but there was so many of ‘em. Ya […]

Ouch

Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

Note to self, don’t get hit so much, search before looking into holes, HIDE! Preferably between Kandu and Duncan. This adventuring stuff was fun at first, heck it still is, but getting knocked out all the time is pretty tedious, not to mention scary as hell. Stupid dire weasels, even stupider fireball throwing bird-freak-thing. […]

The Birds

Wednesday, April 12th, 2006

Is everything we meet gonna be a bunch of cowards? We gets down into this maze of twisty passages, all alike, and these bird-things keeps poppin’ out at us, but before I can kill ‘em, they run away again. I does manage to kill a few, and Duncan takes out one or two, […]

There’s no such thing as friendly fire

Wednesday, April 5th, 2006

Question: What does a murderous acolyte of some darkling god keep in his sleeping quarters? Answer: Nothing of value. After a brief search of the rooms near our last battle, we press on, climbing upward through the pitch-dark tunnels toward who knows what perils? I guess we’ll know soon enough.
And here we are, in a […]