[Adventure] Dungeons and Them (DM:johnmeier1, judge:????)
pacdidj
First Post
"Is Rana!," Auntie Mab cries, finishing Draglin's sentence. "Stay your hand traitor!," she warns, hand moving to her cloak pocket where her knives are stashed, "Or do you also wish to experience the arcane fury that led to your scaly master, Vlassick's undoing?!"
And to the lord she adds, "That's right Sir Lee, one of your own servants was in league with the greebles!," as she rushes forward to interpose herself between Lee and Rana.
Insight (1d20+9=29)
And to the lord she adds, "That's right Sir Lee, one of your own servants was in league with the greebles!," as she rushes forward to interpose herself between Lee and Rana.
Insight (1d20+9=29)
nerdytenor
First Post
Jonathan's eyes narrow as he looks at Auntie Mab, making sure she is serious. He grasps his spear with both hands and crouches into a battle stance, scanning the area for threats.
Devinihm, wilden druid
Devinihm, still puzzling over what Rana might do--life outside the mangroves still tended to confuse him--is caught off-guard by Auntie Mab's accusation and rush forward, but bursts apart himself, a loudly-buzzing cloud of insects now following in Auntie's wake.
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Devinihm, still puzzling over what Rana might do--life outside the mangroves still tended to confuse him--is caught off-guard by Auntie Mab's accusation and rush forward, but bursts apart himself, a loudly-buzzing cloud of insects now following in Auntie's wake.
johnmeier1
Explorer
Rana chokes and his concealed hand comes out with a dagger. At the threats of Mab he immediately drops it and drop to his knees. Oh, spare me from them, Lord. I mean only to reclaim the glory of our ancestors! You have been too kind to your subjects and our coffers were nearly bare. There is no dignity in this weakness, terror is the way.
The Baron looks down on him in horror and then pity. He nods slightly with a frown. Perhaps the prison has not had sufficient use lately. He looks over towards Draglin and Max. Would you throw this villian in the jail? He looks at Rana sadly.
The Baron looks down on him in horror and then pity. He nods slightly with a frown. Perhaps the prison has not had sufficient use lately. He looks over towards Draglin and Max. Would you throw this villian in the jail? He looks at Rana sadly.
Max grabs Lana by the arm and yanks him off the floor. Get up! He then takes him over to the fighter. You take him Draglin. if left with me I'll most likely kill him. After making sure the fighter has a firm grasp of him, the warlord goes back to securing the dragon head. I'll follow you just in case. Turing o the traitor Don't piss him off Rana. You should have seen what he did to this guy (pointing to the dragon head).
In the Kingdom of Draconia we execute traitors, thou should be grateful for thy Lord's kindly generousness. Draglin roar, picking Rana up by the scuff of his neck with one hand.
Sir Ludwick the Lamentable was pecked to death by rabid parakeets many moons ago at King Draconic's command. They say his screams still can be still be heard echoing the walls of Draconia.... and Sir Gord the UnGalliant was fed to the wild were-spiders of Warren during the seventh day of septober in the year seven-sixty-six. And don't get me started on the Greebles! you can hear Draglin saying as he heads down the passage to the cells.
Sir Ludwick the Lamentable was pecked to death by rabid parakeets many moons ago at King Draconic's command. They say his screams still can be still be heard echoing the walls of Draconia.... and Sir Gord the UnGalliant was fed to the wild were-spiders of Warren during the seventh day of septober in the year seven-sixty-six. And don't get me started on the Greebles! you can hear Draglin saying as he heads down the passage to the cells.
