D&D Week 18: Fools Rush In
We pick up in a cavern where we hear something scraping and chittering from behind the south wall.
Veracity: Veracity says, as she backs prudently away from the south wall, “Uh….guys.” Veracity points to the dust and debris falling from the wall. She makes sure the dwarves and the elf are between her and whatever it is.
After the GM asks if we’re all just standing around, Palin decides to swing her hammer at the wall. Out tumble twelve dire rats. Palin is buried under the wall. We’re cookin’ now!
GM: palin roll a 1d3
onlinehost: drtvini rolled 1 3-sided die: 2
Torkal: That is how many rats are in your pants.
GM: Palin will free herself in 2 rounds.
Torkal: My idea was better.
And then we fight! In the course of the fight, I am bitten on the nose and am diseased with what my teammates dub “the dire herp.” We finally kill the rats and I get better. When the rats gone, we’re able to see a hole leading into darkness. It’s too big for the Dwarves to go down, but just right for the Elf. For some reason he is not enthused about crawling face-first into a dark rat-infested hole so we leave it behind and continue on to what I call “The Little Adventure That Got Way Out Of Hand.”
Now, before I get to the adventure, I have to start with the following statement:
I AM SORRY.