9.06.2005
The Wolfman Did Not Expect The Zombie To Have A Magic Torch
Okay Marivhon, you leave your 200 gp with the Red Lotus Gang. You offer to team up with them later to take on the Grand Master of Flowers, but they're all like "naw, don't worry about it, we're going to go kick their ass right now." The ninjas give each other high-fives, each do a shot at the bar, then get in formation and march off towards the MOP. Huh.
Gregolas says: "yeah dude, no problemo. Meditation and shit, right, you're into Grisbane too huh? That's cool man, real cool. I'm into Grisbane too man. I'm like a priest and shit, you know? Droppin' 1st circles and shit, pretty swank. Tell ya what, because we're like, brothers in god and stuff, let's do an eighth for 10 gps? Cool? Buy four get one free, you can call that my Gregolas Special. And this shit is good, let there be no denial, you can call it my Gregolas Special Blend. Here, take a free sample toke. Shit, it's like I'm the little guy at the grocery store, you know? All like, hey dude, check out this cheese... first cube's free! So check out my little free cube of awe-fuckin-some marijuana."
So while that's being what it is, Cinder and Brogg really are alert as fuck, verb pluralization be damned. And sure enough... it comes tonight.
You guys see a big shape slink over the fence, at some god-awful hour like 3:10 AM. Marivhon's probably just passed out in the bushes. The giant wolf creature creeps over to where Mike is standing around in his soccer jersey... closer and closer, and then maybe Brogg, you yell "NOW!" and Mike pulls out the continual light torch.
Don't ask how you go about pulling out a continual light torch. This is one of those things that works just fine in table top, but sort of defies rational explanation, like, you know, magic, pause-and-study, blind fighting, and iron cloth.
(Shit. I totally missed my chance to iron cloth you guys when you fought all those monks.
Shit.)
Anyway, Mike pulls it out! Revealing... a giant wolfman, like nine feet tall and looking pretty damn bad-ass!
This clearly catches Wolfman by surprise. Do your things, everyone.
Gregolas says: "yeah dude, no problemo. Meditation and shit, right, you're into Grisbane too huh? That's cool man, real cool. I'm into Grisbane too man. I'm like a priest and shit, you know? Droppin' 1st circles and shit, pretty swank. Tell ya what, because we're like, brothers in god and stuff, let's do an eighth for 10 gps? Cool? Buy four get one free, you can call that my Gregolas Special. And this shit is good, let there be no denial, you can call it my Gregolas Special Blend. Here, take a free sample toke. Shit, it's like I'm the little guy at the grocery store, you know? All like, hey dude, check out this cheese... first cube's free! So check out my little free cube of awe-fuckin-some marijuana."
So while that's being what it is, Cinder and Brogg really are alert as fuck, verb pluralization be damned. And sure enough... it comes tonight.
You guys see a big shape slink over the fence, at some god-awful hour like 3:10 AM. Marivhon's probably just passed out in the bushes. The giant wolf creature creeps over to where Mike is standing around in his soccer jersey... closer and closer, and then maybe Brogg, you yell "NOW!" and Mike pulls out the continual light torch.
Don't ask how you go about pulling out a continual light torch. This is one of those things that works just fine in table top, but sort of defies rational explanation, like, you know, magic, pause-and-study, blind fighting, and iron cloth.
(Shit. I totally missed my chance to iron cloth you guys when you fought all those monks.
Shit.)
Anyway, Mike pulls it out! Revealing... a giant wolfman, like nine feet tall and looking pretty damn bad-ass!
This clearly catches Wolfman by surprise. Do your things, everyone.
