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Post by dragonforgotten on Jun 12, 2018 1:41:40 GMT -5
We manage to stumble upon the next death trap in this dungeons, a room filed with a odd odor and a pool bubbling up ahead. My danger sense is tingling and Suddenly everyone drops like a sack of potatoes. crap what am i going to do? Ive dragged them out, I've slapped them but there just as comatose as they where before. Are they dead? Are they dying? Are they even breathing? Im a thief not a doctor how the f*&^* should i know? Ive decided waiting around for them to die is too stressful so I've progressed back through the room by myself. id rather have tired rather then sitting here. I've also placed the helm on my head, the dragon cant be to far off in the first place anyway. Theres a door way across from a gaping pit so ive stapped myself in and got ready to open the door. I should have listened to my gut because the next moment I'm pushed against the wall dangling from my ropes and the moment i climb back up i stare into the black eyes of a white serpant. The fangs sink deep and i remember collapsing.
Death is creeping in... Ive failed..
There stealing my coin. Someone is stealing my COIN SOME HAS THERE DIRTY HANDS on MY COIN!
My hands is around Dents throat. Im strangling Dent. I would have crushed her windpipe if Pike didn't pick me up and told me to check my bag. Its there and I've found my sanity. Did i really try to kill one of my teammates, this is greatly worrying. Im going need to fix this but i'm not sure what could have caused this streak of anger. Im not normally a angry person. I think..
At least we've finally found the dragons, theres three. that makes three chances to deploy my plan. Ive tried to speaking to said dragon when suddenly they all breath a cloud of poison. Ive changed my mind, these guys are all dicks. Ill personally help Pike takes there heads. Where did that fire explosion come from. at least theres just one now which made it quick work to take his head but sadly we lost an egg. ARG, not again! also on a side note theres a mountain of gold, like i wanted to find that. Strange, why do i feel sick inside? I have everything i want but why is my stomach ache and my throat tight as everyone divides the goods?
Something strange has been happening to me, first my lucky coin vanished into thin air sending me into hysteria, now its gone and floated right out of my pocket. its a good thing i caught it. I think the gang are playing pranks on me.
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Im in bed but i cant remember how i got there, where am i, what am i, and who the hell are these people ruffling through someones over stuffed bag. Cant be mine. Surely i wouldn't pack a bag full of garbage. I probably should have said something, maybe stopped them but i can bearly move. Im frozen in terror, not so much of the robbers but why i can remember anything. This is too much at this time of night. Theres a heavy helmet on my head, am i a warrior? i don't think a warrior would still be sitting there while thieves steal someones belongings. They seem to have found what they wanted now, a large coin which the short man in the turbin pocketed. they keep looking back at me like I'm going to go into a blood fueled frenzy. Im I a berserker, I'm too tall and skinny to be a berserker though there is a bear cloak in this room. the only women in the group tried to explain but I'm too tired to care. I told them i don't care what they steal but get out and let me sleep. I'm going back to bed.
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Well, gos se. I remember now. Im Jala the dancer and I'm in deep in debt to everyone in the party except for squirrly who got me into this mess in the first place. I hate owing people. Thats the last time i go digging for garbage. Im also poor as a begger now thanks to that stupid coin. I was heavily cursed and the gang freed me, apparently this was what caused me to strangle Dent and my strange lack of interest for loot. this is going to put a kink in my planes. I had to bring myself low by asking the cleric to purchase my supplies after this mess. we have one dragon left, i hope this one has eggs otherwise my dragon hunt will get a lot more complicated. At least after this mess ill have some land to build that tavern. ( definitely not a cover for a thieves den.)
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jun 13, 2018 1:59:24 GMT -5
A dwarf seems to have joined our disfunctional family. His names Torvac. Im not sure what he can do. I can pick locks, wizards caste magics, fighters chop living things in half but what do Dwarfs do besides build things? Apparently run off alone, pretend to be a revengeful ghost and start fires in small rooms. I like this guy already. We found our contact and so far he's in one piece. Now we need to find this black prince and the dragon while figuring out what we should do about the giant and the harpy up ahead. Everyone was fussing about this door in the hallway while we were looking for our dwarf. i got sick of this really fast till i lost my patiences and just opened the door only to find a room chalk a block full of orcs and bugbears. I did the only thing a noble thief would do. I closed the door and locked it. Carok brought up the idea of sleeping them so i decided screw it and unlocked it only for the orcs on the otherside to relock themselves in the room. I couldn't believe it. This gave me a evil hilarious idea. As soon as they unlocked the door i locked it again. i still cant keep a straight face. sadly it couldn't last because i wasn't fast enough the fourth time and was face to face with a bunch of angry orcs until those angry orcs turned into sniveling cowering orcs as the "ghost" set their beds on fire. I then closed and locked the door again with Pikes help and listened till the voices stoped. That was messed up, effective but still messed up.
Ive got into another fist fight due to ANOTHER misunderstanding. This is probably why everyone thinks I'm crazy. I don't know why i did it either, its probably because i lack- how do i say this? Social awareness, trust in fellow human beings, when to back down, handle issues without violence, appropriate uses for my anger, talking about feelings (doesn't help that Pike and Carok seem to keep getting a rise out of me.) Ive been trying very hard to get back into everyones good graces but something always come up. I don't care if Pike is stronger then me or slightly taller, I've got just as much moxy as he has muscle. I think it bothers me sometimes. Its like I'm trying to get the groups approval. This feeling probably stems form the years of dancing for other people, guess Zanzar Tems dungeons didn't completely destroy the person i was before. Being in-debt to everyone after the coin incident doesn't help either. It makes me nervous. This is another reason i want a dragon, i could probably bond with a friend thats not human and shares my love for treasure. Pike has a mean left hook. he reopened my split lip and nows its gushing. Thats going to take some time to scar over. The rest of the gang seem to have had enough with this fight because VIctor steped in and stopped it. Im secretly glad he did. Pikes last swing really rattled my skull. Im going to be feeling it once we get back in town. Once i get that land, making a underground fighting arena sounds like a great idea.
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Post by Chris on Jun 13, 2018 9:21:43 GMT -5
The Dragon's Den League of the Red Serpent Entry Chamber Guard Chamber (2 bugbears and rendezvous with the spy) Orc House Guard A vengeful Dwarven spirit named Torvec sets the bedrolls on fire Armory Baglips' Quarters Troll & Bugbear Corridor Envoy's Quarters Lord Gonzaga's Duel Our plays on RPGgeek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/93760?userid=1168080
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Post by Duke Will on Jun 19, 2018 16:04:03 GMT -5
Carok's Journal Entry:
Never has so much happened with e needing to do so little. For the most part, went invisible. The group met up with our spy contact,wearing a red hat. Then these useful fools got every monste guard in the keep into a room alert and ready to destroy them. A sleep spell was readied, but the new dwarf torched the place and them. He seems useful the crazy thief got into it with Pike. Glad to see her get cut down to size, Brief entry today. must study spells.
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Post by Chris on Jun 20, 2018 13:55:12 GMT -5
The League of the Red Serpent
Lord Gonzaga's Duel
Orc Corridor
Gutrug's Corridor
Wandering Orc
Mort the Hill Giant
Storage Passage
2 Wandering Orcs
Audience Chamber
Luzgar the Orc Lord
Dragon's Lair
magic treasure found last couple of sessions and mundane loot found last session 20 +1 arrows +1 dagger +1 dagger firegoad wand with 2 charges (usable by any class for 1d6 fire damage if successfully hit in combat) ring of protection +1 ring of protection +1 short sword +1 normal sword +1,+3 vs dragons normal sword +1, cure light wounds 1/day mace +1 leather armor +2 chain mail +1 shield +1 potion of healing potion of growth statue of a dragon worth 400gp statue of a dragon worth 2,000gp jade carving worth 10,000gp sling +1 chain mail +1 shield +1 jewelry worth 500gp 550pp 10,200sp 11,750cp copper bracelets, a silver torc, and an assortment of gems worth 600gp grotesque onyx idol worth 50gp to a collector 9,000gp gnome-sized leather armor +1 gems worth 900gp jewels worth 2,500gp
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Post by Duke Will on Jun 20, 2018 20:52:25 GMT -5
Well he can't make a journal entry, he's currently dead. after, surviving all sorts of things, he was toasted by dragon's breath. If he was here he would be amazed the thief actually convinced a monster to be her friend - Mort the hill giant. If with help of a powerful ally and good old Pike and Dent taking him back to town he may survive death.
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jun 24, 2018 22:47:41 GMT -5
I shouldn't have let Pike finish that duel, now all my plans to extort this guy for money has been wasted just so he could sat his blood lust. he didn't even let the corpse stay in one piece while i was investigating it. That wont wash out.
Success! I manage to find someone willing to listen and now Im besties with a Hill Gaint named Mort and a honory member of the crate club.. He's a charming fellow, he even gave us some of the hoard he was guarding. I was surprised that Caroak and Pike left my giant alone, I'm really grateful they did even though Mort could have helped with the dragon but i would hate to put him endanger considering the record I have for losing men. May you rest in peace Hiss and whitefur something. Thankfully Mort didn't find the horses otherwise i would get a earful from Caroak. I hope i find him again after this dragon, i enjoyed his company.
I must say, i never seen anyone have as much bad luck with a door then the cleric and the others who joined in to inspect a door without me. Here i am inspecting the throne when a plume of fire spits upward from the hall way and the three others come out a bit crisper then when they went in. Hmmm, I should jot this idea down. Its just too bad it was a waste since the door was magically lock which mean another spell wasted to open a bloody door. I didn't like finding a empty potion bottle on the floor because the moment i picked it up her comes a orc. A large orc. This orc was the thickest orc I've ever seen so i threw the bottle at him only to catch Pike in the back of the head. Oooo, my bad...
A quick rest later, were ready. Here we are about to open the door to the dragons lair. We're ready, I'm feeling confident but then the door wont budge. Magic lock! thank gods for more magic. Ok door unlocked I don't see the dragon, just a mountain of gold, so i jump to the immediate conclusion. The dragon is invisible, but where. I cant tell who did it since their invisible but their screwing with the gold and out pops two guys brainwashed by the dragon. Im feeling confident so I'm going in to get them out of the way that is until the dwarfs sword cuts deep into me. This is bad, really bad. I cant stop the bleeding. IM one hit away from a quick death. A good thief knows when she's in over her head so i drank the invisibility potion and back away.
Light.
A bright blinding array of orange and purple washes over me.
First theres a flash, then shock, then pain. I'm on the ground, theres a haz of red, of shiny armor and sword. One warrior stands alone.
Blinding agonizing pain. Im twitching.
Wheeze......., Wheeze.
It burns. it burns. it burns. it burns. it burns. it burn....... ..................... I cant feel my body anymore.........................
I-I-I-I-I....
I'm not ready...... help...........................................................................................................................................
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jun 27, 2018 2:00:23 GMT -5
I cant believe I'm alive. i cant even begin to process what happened back at the dragons den but for the sack of my sanity I'm going to just put those issues in the dark corners of my mind where they cant hurt me and pretend that didn't happen. I think everyone agrees. Pikes very proud of himself for killing the dragon and I'm very impressed by not only him soloing the dragon but also the shred of human kindness that he brought us back at all. I spent my rehabilitation buying s*** with loot, replacing burnt items, and getting myself a wagon. Its about time too. I cant keep pawning my stuff onto Caroks wagon, i already owe him way too much. Way too much. This is a very special wagon, i modified it myself. someones going to have a hell of a time getting in and robbing me if i have anything to say about it. Ive been told were going to be fighting ghosts, gouls, vampires and zombies so i made sure to pack some garlic, holywater and a cross. All I'm miss is a wooden stake but i don't think thats going to be a problem.
Here I am, I'm just loading up the wagon, then i feel it. Carok is casting magic on me again so it could be two things. Invisibility or Charm person. I should be pissed he's trying this stunt again. He knows how i feel about people trying to manipulate me. In better conditions this would earn him a good sucker punch but i am trying to be nice since he too came back from the afterlife. Honesty too emotionally traumatized and tired to care anymore right now so screw it. so be it whatever he tries to do.
Carok is my bestest of best buddies. He made me invisible too. He looked so tired after that long travel to the city so once he asked to bring him some water i did just that, the entire bucket. That will definitely do him. the pertiest told us the deal, gave us the stuff. I was going to ask about the ghosts history or noticeable weaknesses while they were alive but Carok asked for a sandwich so by gods I'm going to find him the best sandwich. It was easy, i simply took it off of a merchant stand and walked away. He never even missed the sandwhich. It was for a better cause.
we havent even gotten though the doors yet and I'm seeing skeletons explode already. So this is what clerics do. I lead carok inside the castle, don't worry. Ill protect you. Victor took a beating back there with the beetals so i let him hold the healing sword. the fact that theres a sword that heal is very contredictive. Next room is full of massive bees. Im not pissing them off. then again the next room, i nearly choked on poison again. Again my most hated color, yellow. after coughing i remember something important. I Forgot about Carok! NOOOO! Im a terrible friend!
Again there is another large beast in this room but it is fuzzy and is surrounded by ghouls. I must have this cat! Outch! Why cant i move?!
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Post by whunyer on Jul 1, 2018 7:39:47 GMT -5
Well being dead was quite and experience. I remember staring into the partial darkness as I tried to make my way over and figure some plan to help the cleric and flash! The most intense light and heat I ever felt followed by the pain, the burning pain. I still awake screaming when I feel the simple warmth of a camp fire. Fortunately, Pike and Dent saw fix to drag our carcasses back and the Duke had the desire and the means to resurrect us. We certainly owe him a debt, he is sure to call. Then it was off to kill undead in this creepy old keep that was a warrior training academy. Academy is a stretch, hoe much intellect and study does it take to swing a sword with brute force? So far the only thing we seen has been animated corpse that the holy man has dispatched, save a few large bugs and a unfortunate displacer cat.
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Post by Chris on Jul 4, 2018 9:37:53 GMT -5
The Haunted Tower The Fighters' Academy Kitchen (giant rats and rat swarms) wandering skeletons wandering Robber Fly Pantry Giant centipedes robber flies Closet Weight room (rust monsters) Storage Dormitory (skeletons and zombies) Our plays on RPGGeek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/93762?userid=1168080
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Post by whunyer on Jul 6, 2018 18:23:10 GMT -5
From the Journal of Carok the somewhat: Well, this old place was just more trouble. We fought swarms of ants and giant rats in the mess of one room. We seem to find skeletons and bugs in every corner.A pile of giant centipede snapped at us and mad most of us violently sick. I am unsure we are doing any good here, My crystal ball shows the undead fellow is far below and not anywhere near us, Still we continue and found a whole barracks of undead,
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jul 9, 2018 12:36:16 GMT -5
Well another pet gone and i was powerless to stop them. perhaps its for the best. I will at least find some uses for it glorious pelt so I'm taking it with me. Its so soft and silky! Ill skin it once i've checked the second floor. Ive decided to try out a new method today, its stupid but i might work. Im going to scout ahead in the dark, relying on my instincts to find any threats and inform the group. It turns out that it was a bad idea, something bit me in the dark. First theres rats, rats everywhere. Then we threw a Molotov into a closet unleashing the hord of large centipedes . we lost a lot of scrolls over nothing but at least there was a lot of gold in the kitchen. Carok peered into his magic ball and told me that talking to this ghost is a bad idea. Maybe its because they haven't bothered talking to the undead but if it has him worried that much and he cares for my safety since were best friends ill take his advice that this time the ghost wont listen and is pure evil. Im loving our cleric right now, i adore to watch the skeletons blowing up into bits. It saves my job but i still wish i could keep a skull. Would make a nice center piece for for wagon right next to the satin spidersilk carpet ill find eventually. I could get some money off of a moving skull or arm.
a few hours later we climbed the stairs to the second floor cauiously were we came face to face with two double doors. When i see double doors i have a sinking feeling in my stomach so instead i scouted the room across from it. A felt my way through the dark when i felt something touch me arm. by the time i came back im alittle unevered by what had touch me at least i still have my swo- ITs GONE!
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Post by Chris on Jul 11, 2018 12:38:38 GMT -5
The Haunted Tower Fighters' Academy Wandering Giant Vampire Bats Wandering Zombies Gymnasium (wights) Hall (gray oozes) Wandering Giant Rats Trophy and Conference Room (bone golem) Sitting Room (mummy) (Jala contracts mummy rot) Our plays on RPGgeek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/93760?userid=1168080
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jul 15, 2018 1:13:09 GMT -5
Another protenial pet dead, zombies blowing up. Another day in this swamp tower. Pike seems to have wonder off and this short fello named Boris Bonesnapper has wondered in to replace him. Strange for a fighter to be strolling into this hell hole but beggers cant be chosers. But he better not have ruined my displacer beast pelt otherwise it will be his bones i snap. after the encounter with a bat(another potential pet) me Victor, Boris decide that we should check the big doors but who should go in and check if its safe, oh wait that me! So i creep inside like all thieves do and theres a glowing dagger in this pitch black room. I should turn back, i'm starting to get a bad feeling but then i wouldn't be doing my job properly if i didn't check for any traps. I don't do a job half***. Ill take one more step, then turn around. Thats what ill do. Then came the ungodly hissing in my f**** ears. F*** this ****, i'm out! i made a bee line for the doors, they missed all two strikes only for one to catch me right down my spine! I feel weaker! It feels like all the strength in my body had been sucked away! on wobbly knees i followed through with Victors plan and passed the problem onto him and now Caroak. Just as planned he managed to turn all three wraiths and after a few minutes experimenting we learned that silver kills them. The men noticed how pale i looked and gave me a potion that restored my strength. I was honestly getting worried i would be stuck like that.
a slime later and weve come upon a office with stuffed animals and - aww hell what is that! Its a mess of bones and skulls and weapons! Were throwing everything we have at this thing and its doing nothing! Ive even thrown my sword to Boris and its still bearly doing no more then slowing the thing down. Not even lightening spells or bloody fireball do nothing. Coark tangled it up but it wont hold out for long. Victor is yelling at me to run away but i cant. I cant leave him to die. There has to something i can do. I refuse to let it end this way. Come one think! Your good at coming up with stuff! Suddenly by some miracle Boris and Victor cut down the monster. I break its arms to be safe. Were debating in this room, theres one more door, the one that bone monster was guarding. Perhaps one more door couldn't hurt, surely that had to have been the worst of it. Right? I slip in into the darkness; pressed against the door, listening. Theres something in here! It then slams into me grasping for my throat. I turned around so fast but it still grazed me. The moment i throw the door open everyone freezes, eyes wide in fear. I really don't know whats behind me but i look anyway... That face will haunt my dreams tonight. Its saying something but i'm too petrified to move, my limbs are frozen till suddenly I'm thrown to the ground as Boris slices into the mummy and it shrieks in agony. He makes short work of it thanks to that sword that i didn't think much of. It makes me shiver knowing how bad this could have been if we didn't find it. Now that the thing is dead we decided that this mummy needs to be wrapped in the shawl and i think thats a good idea.
Thats odd... I cant seem to find the strength to stand up by myself. The mummy did'nt hit me that hard. I tried getting up but for some reason i fell down again. I feel very ill. More then i was before, its like theres a fever running in my blood. I can shake off a lot of things but this is new. It takes all my strength to move my limbs and focus. Its only through pure will and determination i haven't crumbled to the floor. If i was back in town it would be a different story. Victor helps me up and then he tells me some bad news. He pulled out my mirror and theres a large patch of blackened skin on the side of my neck. He tells me I'm extremely sick and theres nothing anyone can do until they can get back to the church... and theres a slim chance that they cant help us. I like to thing they can, Hopefully . Then he looks guilty, he's got that sad look in his eyes. Carok was looking at me when Victor told me and he's looking at me with pity. I don't understand why they look so guilty. It was my carelessness! He didn't know there was a mummy on the other side of that door, it was my fault. I did this to myself. ...
I hate this. I don't like feeling or being treated like I'm fragile! Before adventuring there was no pity for the weak. i was born into debt without the power to do anything in this unjust world. I destroyed that weakness when i was taken prisoner and fought my way out with nothing but a old bow, chains, my wit and my words. It was by my hands that i freed myself even when they were soaked in blood. I wouldn't change it for anything and i will reclaim whats mine. Ill do whatever i please and for anyone that wants to follow ill carve a path once I've obtain that power. I will come back for the other dancing girls under the Courtesan hands to. I cant understand why they are trying to help me without wanting something but i cant die here, not now. I know if i continue like this i will definitely perish. Ill have to step back and let everyone handle the rest. Damn. I have a sword to give to Pike but I need him to do something for me. I want him to avenge me. I want to see those undead suffer my wraith for bring back those stupid memories back.
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jul 22, 2018 1:43:31 GMT -5
These people just seem to keep coming from no where. We have a new cleric today. Apparently she was sent from the church to help us and to fullfil some kind of vendetta. I don't quiet get get how this relates to a dead guy who's been dead for thousands of years but hey i joined just for simple pleasures. The taste of money, power and freedom, so whatever works for her. I don't really have a opinion yet but the fact that this poor girl was sent out here with nothing. Those pricks couldn't even give her decent armor or even food! What kind of church would send a cleric jack *** into the ghost tower. They must be trying to off her! I wouldn't mind paying them a visit for obvious reasons, maybe crack a few skulls.
I woke up this morning with a HUGE pain in the neck. The pain and the fever kept me up all night. I was simply tossing or turning on the ground. The black mark is still there but doesn't seem to be getting any worst or better. Its hard to think this early in the morning with this throbbing pain. Its not just the fever but with the pervious injuries its becoming a drain on me. Im worried that they haven't improved, this is bad.
Im thankful that Coark has made me invisible despite the trouble it causes. I promised him that i wouldn't waste his spell unlike last time. This is going to be hard on me. When i see monsters attacking us Im compleded to kill them till they cant hurt me or my... team anymore. Sometimes i spare but only sometimes or i see it as a potential pet. Its always the same. I worry ill see them die someday and be powerless to stop it just like when the snake ate the first cleric or the zombies consuming the first fighter back in Tems dungeon. If i do nothing will they be ok? I haven't felt confident after getting sick. Normally i would be right up front, second in line, fighting but i've been hold myself back today. i cant take unnecessary risks. uggh, ok pull yourself together. I haven't been right since this curse. Ive become more of a glass canon then i already was. Have i become a liability?
We've returned to the room that got me cursed and all we've found so far is a few shiny coins. This map says theres a room here that i cant see, I don't believe this room is empty. I have a good eye. Theres more to it then what appears. During my investigation Victor comes in from the balcony white as a ghost. He say a wyvern flying above the tower. Good thing he cant see me smiling because the group would not approve. Is this another chance to find a egg. I have no interest for the adult. Adult wyverns are hard to train and ill tempered but an egg. An egg i could work with. It may not be a dragon but it is pretty close. If this doesn't work i can always hope we run into other fantastic beasts. There going to say No, they always do! I just want one thats powerful and can be a good travel companion. I wouldn't even mind a little dragon. Maybe just a drake, or a griffon, or anything else thats dragon like and smart. I don't know what other types of creature are out there but it makes me excited. If only my party would will let me keep it!
So Ive found the secrete door! Ha i knew i would find one! Now to pick it, huh i don't remember the picks being so blurry. Oh well, good enough. Victor open it! Holy **** mother of ***** son of a *****. Darts! Looks like i didn't get it quit right today, thank the god of luck that this poison is so old otherwise it would have killed us all. Oh look zombies....
Well it looks like i wasn't needed this time to fight the undead. With two clerics did all the hard work. but then came the biggest threat. An unopen chest, aka doubt. After that last misstep is it fine now? I thought i it was last time but who knows at this point so i opened it anyway. My god theres a lot of loot in here. Were going to need more hands to carry this bad larry. Its one of the most beautiful thing i've seem, a chest full of jewels, gold and crowns. Though that staff has to be the ugliest of all cover in purple gems.
this has gone from bad to ugly to disgusting. First the beetles found us and poor Victor is cursed with bad aim. We were chased into an empty room were the wounded cleric collapsed on the bed. Still invisible i tried to make him feel better. I watched him try so hard to kill the beetles, i feel his pain. I tell him not to worry about it, and he's amaz- wait that Caroks title. That he's superfluous... Wait, thats not a compliment. *****. This is why i am not the face of the group... So there one more door left across from this room. If we open all the doors and shoot a fireball in there that would save us the trouble- Wait why is everyone going in their. There giant bats in their, i cant tell whats going on in there. I cant see in there and now Victor has just gone in. i think they need my help but if i help ill drop invisibility break my promise to Carok and then make my condition worst! What do i do!? BATS! Carok! Bats! Dent, Bats, Gwen, Bats, victor, BATS! Its quiet now.. Please don't be dead.. Oh the bats are all asleep. That must mean we do what we always do. Kill things... Huh why is everyone screaming No? Im just doing what we normally do-. I can see me hands...... ............... Excuse me while i go sulk on the destroyed bed. Hopefully death claim me.
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