Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Voadam]

1st level rogue, down 5 hp, and facing one blue eyed faux lich.

At least there was no immediate secondary effect from the claws like poison or energy drain.

Maybe one shot will drop the undead baddie.

Please feel free to jump in and help the loveable Garn.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The loveable who?

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Wow- I must have been sleeping or something, because I didn't even notice that post about the skeleton and the pentagram right above my map post. Don't know how it slipped past me.

 

[Voadam]

The loveable who?

Garn looks up scowling, turning his ugly face even uglier. "My mom said I was loveable." His eyes narrow as he turns to the creator of his universe in challenge "You calling my dead mom a liar?"

 

[Cthulhudrew]

You guys really aren't going to let Vanden go into the bloody misty depths alone, are you? Hello? Bueller?

 

[Voadam]

You guys really aren't going to let Vanden go into the bloody misty depths alone, are you? Hello? Bueller?

No, I'll go die with you too.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

You say we'sa gonna die?

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

No DM would ever kill a player in response to quoting Jar-Jar Binks.

Wait, I mean no DM wouldn't kill a player in response to quoting Jar-Jar Binks, sorry.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

You'sa no like Jar-Jar? Mesa sad.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Yeesh- I just noticed your sig line, Voadam. How many games are you playing in? That text block takes up half the page!