Grandpa Lich
"Back in my day we didn't have these flimflammy Pee Arr Cees..."
If you disturb him from his nap, and he reaches for his Belt of the Magi, you're toast. But if you distract him by asking what the good ol' days of battling zombie raising was like.
The Orc Boys
"Gimmie your Lunch GP!"
Stay near the stomping grounds of Ye Olde Playground and the Orcs'll mess you up good, until you Grow Up, and then you can just call their parent Gruumsh.
The Dragon at the End of the Road
"You knights get off my lawn!"
Step on the grass near his cave and he comes out roaring and breathing fire. Any treasure that comes over the fence goes into his hoard, never to be seen again.
Those Elven Neighbors
"Want some of our green maaaagic?"
The pointy eared hippies across street sure are nice. Now, if only you could figure out what gender they were, their relationship might be real hot, or controversial.
Mr. Mind Flayer
"I'm promoting you to assistant Thrall."
A real grueling task master down at the Burger Mine. Though don't slack off, or he'll give you the pink slips around his beak.
Uncle Fire Giant
"C'mere boy, lemme show you my hellhound."
Avoid that pot bellied red bearded guy. He drinks way too much hooch and likes to clean his axes all night. Oh yeah, he's coming off the mountain for the family reunion...
The Frat Bugbears
"Hey baby, I can see you... uh have a... high charisma."
Harmless unless it's Rush Week at Keep on the Borderland University.
Your turn.
"Back in my day we didn't have these flimflammy Pee Arr Cees..."
If you disturb him from his nap, and he reaches for his Belt of the Magi, you're toast. But if you distract him by asking what the good ol' days of battling zombie raising was like.
The Orc Boys
"Gimmie your Lunch GP!"
Stay near the stomping grounds of Ye Olde Playground and the Orcs'll mess you up good, until you Grow Up, and then you can just call their parent Gruumsh.
The Dragon at the End of the Road
"You knights get off my lawn!"
Step on the grass near his cave and he comes out roaring and breathing fire. Any treasure that comes over the fence goes into his hoard, never to be seen again.
Those Elven Neighbors
"Want some of our green maaaagic?"
The pointy eared hippies across street sure are nice. Now, if only you could figure out what gender they were, their relationship might be real hot, or controversial.
Mr. Mind Flayer
"I'm promoting you to assistant Thrall."
A real grueling task master down at the Burger Mine. Though don't slack off, or he'll give you the pink slips around his beak.
Uncle Fire Giant
"C'mere boy, lemme show you my hellhound."
Avoid that pot bellied red bearded guy. He drinks way too much hooch and likes to clean his axes all night. Oh yeah, he's coming off the mountain for the family reunion...
The Frat Bugbears
"Hey baby, I can see you... uh have a... high charisma."
Harmless unless it's Rush Week at Keep on the Borderland University.
Your turn.
