Mista Collins said:
Santa Thanee will give us all a nice present (aka fudged die rolls.... j/k
)
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the boards
Not a player was failing in fights 'gainst orc hordes.
The swords they all critted, the touch attacks, too
In the hopes that the vile fiends soon would be slew.
The summoned ones fought, with rage in their hearts
While an angel descended to gather poor Kylest's parts.
The party had started in a temple in Phlan
Fighting a battle with a D.M. named Than. . .
Ee. It was gruesome, a terrible sight
The orcs and the shaman and the ogre's great might.
Away to the doorway, a shaman did run,
But Aylor decided she wanted more fun.
Now Oog ain't a halfling, he's a goblin, you know.
But he fights on beside us, with those bolts he does throw.
Kordunn now battles with magic and blade
Lets hope that he lasts well, his strength can not fade
A decent bloke is the ranger, Selvaggio
But we all prefer his wolf, Intrepido.
Now Eldwyn, come heal me, I'm fading away
This ends my poem, nothing remains to say
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