There has been another update to the continuing Age of Worms Story Hour thread, which chronicles Morrus' D&D campaign. Here's a short snippet:
[bq]We explored a little further, finding a small bedchamber with 4 bunkbeds and a writing desk. Seeing nothing else of interest, we moved on to the next doors which we opened gingerly. 2 more of the acolytes standing around a cauldron in a room clearly equipped as an alchemical laboratory. Books lay on shelves along one wall; the shelving interrupted at one point by a skeleton on a stand, whose organs were still pulsing disconcertingly. The two acolytes stood by a cauldron at the far end of the room. Indicating to stay for a second, Flynne prepared to slip into the room.
Misunderstanding, Niccoli grinned broadly and slammed into the door, slashing his sword in the general direction of the closest acolyte. Igmut joined in by charging at the other; his axe also missing the intended target. Endo drew his wand of enfeeblement and blasted one of the two men with its draining ray and we moved en masse into the room.
At that very instant, the door at the far end of the room swung open, and a lithe figure in green robes wearing a mask could be seen. He gestured at us with his tattooed hands and a tiny glowing object hurtled towards us. It smashed into the wall behind us, and blossomed into a colossal burst of fire. Agony blossomed for me as I was bathed in flame, but I was able to duck some of the blast. Endo did not have that luxury and fell to the ground writhing.
I busied myself casting a restorative spell on Endo from the dwindling charges of the wand. Behind me I could hear the twang of Flynne’s bow and the crashing of Igmut’s axe as the two cultists were slain. I also heard the sound of the wizard’s door slamming shut as he dashed away from the approaching fighters.[/bq]
[bq]We explored a little further, finding a small bedchamber with 4 bunkbeds and a writing desk. Seeing nothing else of interest, we moved on to the next doors which we opened gingerly. 2 more of the acolytes standing around a cauldron in a room clearly equipped as an alchemical laboratory. Books lay on shelves along one wall; the shelving interrupted at one point by a skeleton on a stand, whose organs were still pulsing disconcertingly. The two acolytes stood by a cauldron at the far end of the room. Indicating to stay for a second, Flynne prepared to slip into the room.
Misunderstanding, Niccoli grinned broadly and slammed into the door, slashing his sword in the general direction of the closest acolyte. Igmut joined in by charging at the other; his axe also missing the intended target. Endo drew his wand of enfeeblement and blasted one of the two men with its draining ray and we moved en masse into the room.
At that very instant, the door at the far end of the room swung open, and a lithe figure in green robes wearing a mask could be seen. He gestured at us with his tattooed hands and a tiny glowing object hurtled towards us. It smashed into the wall behind us, and blossomed into a colossal burst of fire. Agony blossomed for me as I was bathed in flame, but I was able to duck some of the blast. Endo did not have that luxury and fell to the ground writhing.
I busied myself casting a restorative spell on Endo from the dwindling charges of the wand. Behind me I could hear the twang of Flynne’s bow and the crashing of Igmut’s axe as the two cultists were slain. I also heard the sound of the wizard’s door slamming shut as he dashed away from the approaching fighters.[/bq]
