We find the Beholder in its lair, but doesn't take too kindly to our asking to have one of its eyes. As we find ourselves rather at a disadvantage, we have to adjust our tactics, resulting in Krunch pulling out a Longbow that no one knew he had. 'This doesn't get much use, but here […]
'Which one shall I attack?' 'It's not a difficult choice, you only have two targets.' 'Three.' 'Two. That's me, and you know it.' 'I'm doing a Reckless Attack.' 'Okay, three'.
And all I got was this lousy Inspiration.
We're in the Underdark, on a foldable ship, with the Demogorgan roaring in the distance but getting closer. We may need a burst of speed soon. Muffin has an idea about that. 'I'm going to go to the back of the boat, and face out from the back of the boat as best as possible.' […]
Something has been stolen from me, and I intend to find out who has it. My suspicions lie with our rogue, so I turn to him and 'I cast Zone of Truth!' 'You don't have Zone of Truth', says Krunch. 'Well, don't tell him that, magic is mostly showmanship anyways. Okay, gnome, you're now in […]
The duergar have been fighting the gnomes in this enclave for flimsy reasons, and although we've managed to calm the situation somewhat, tensions are high. Trying to deal with the duergar boss isn't helping matters either, as he is being pretty obstinate. As we leave the duergar quarter, to negotiate with the gnomes, we spy […]
Our barbarian has been poisoned, which is causing him some consternation, not least of which because 'we don't even know how the poison has been administered', making it difficult to avoid repeated doses. 'Up the bumhole, I imagine.' 'I think I would have noticed that.' 'I'm not saying that's what happened, I am just imagining […]
The great feast is interrupted with an assassination attempt on the Dwarf King. We foil it, of course, but 'This just confirms that there is something stirring in the Underdark', says the King, 'something that we will have to deal with.' 'I hope that's the royal 'we'.'
After an initial audience with the Dwarf King, we are invited as guests to a great feast. When everyone is seated, we are asked to introduce ourselves. 'I am', I say, casting Thaumaturgy to make my voice boom, 'Charmandrathrax', pausing for effect and casting a second Thaumaturgy to cause some ground tremors, 'The Combustrous—' A […]
As we partially fail to stop a ritual summoning from occurring, a vile fiend rises from the depths of a dark lake in front of us. Our plan is to leg it. We just hope we're going in the right direction. 'There are other kuatoa running the same way as you.' 'We run like fish-men?'