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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 4121283" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Fireworks</strong></p><p></p><p>Kalen’s servant returns with a thick dusty tome. He hands the books off and teleports out again. Kalen inspects the cover and deeming it correct, tosses the heavy tome onto the table in front of Haimish. The book scatters several plates and glasses off the table to shatter on the floor below.</p><p></p><p>“Your answer.” Kalen says</p><p></p><p>“This whole thing? Why don’t you sum it up for me?” Haimish replies</p><p></p><p>“Because the answer lies within and I do not have the kind of time it would take to find you the specific page you require. Your request was to find you a solution, not to impregnate it into your memory.” Kalen responds</p><p></p><p>“You’re awfully touchy for a twice dead guy.” Haimish replies</p><p></p><p>“The answer does not reside within that tome; Kalen knows very well where the answer lies. Through me!” Ina-Herit shouts</p><p></p><p>The drow returns with a scroll case of made from spider silk, “Your stipulation, and here is my offer.” The drow pulls out a leathery piece of spider hide inscribed with arcane runes.</p><p></p><p>“Deceiver! Your liege isn’t even powerful enough to send you the answer communally.” Lord Ina-Herit accuses</p><p></p><p>“Your god with be the first to secrete the nourishment for our cavalry.” The drow returns fire</p><p></p><p>“Which will ride out to terrorize shrieker colonies everywhere. Better lock up your fungus, Lolth is coming.” Lord Ina-Herit retorts</p><p></p><p>“You mock the greater being dead one, I shall not forget this slight. Your eternal agony shall become my life’s goal.” The drow answers</p><p></p><p>“Really? I’m disappointed. You have a brother or a father that can take your place? I don’t feel all that threatened by a female drow.” Lord Ina-Herit insults </p><p></p><p>The drow draws her hand crossbows and speaks a few arcane words in dark elven. The wizard eyes sunk low and cast a pale green light on the drow paralyzing her. She then disappears along with six wizard eyes. A few more pop in and surround Lord Ina-Herit.</p><p></p><p>“What? I did nothing; it is not the fault of one if another can not take the truth. Perhaps you would do better off not allowing any Lolth representatives on this island?” Lord Ina-Herit seems to speak to one of the eyes.</p><p></p><p>“I believe, I am the only suitor left?” Kalen says </p><p></p><p>“Fine.” Lord Ina-Herit groans. The mummy reaches into his wrapped torso and pulls out a bone scroll case, “Within is a map to your destination and my offer for the blood.” Lord Ina-Herit says while looking back at Kalen, “and if I were you, I’d avoid giving that one anything.”</p><p></p><p>“May I have the rock?” Kalen requests</p><p></p><p>“Wait, wasn’t there a couple more bidders?” Haimish questions</p><p></p><p>“Yes.” The Rakshasa, here is your requested information, and here is my bid.” The Rakshasa states while handing Haimish a small note and dropping three thick tomes on the table.</p><p></p><p>“Don’t forget about me.” The erinyes says, teleporting in on top of the table in front of Haimish naked from the waist up, “Oops” *giggle* “Wardrobe malfunction.” The devil takes a paint brush from her hair and begins tracing words across her chest.</p><p></p><p>“Do you have the answer or where you looking to turn a trick?” Haimish inquires</p><p></p><p>“I’m writing your answer out so I don’t forget it.” The erinyes answers still drawing across her breasts</p><p></p><p>“How am I going to review it if I can’t see it?” Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>“Give me access to your quarters and you can look it over anytime you want.” The erinyes answers</p><p></p><p>“What’s your offer going to be then?” Haimish wondered</p><p></p><p>“Oh? I’m sure I stuck an offer here somewhere, maybe you could help me find it? Please?” The erinyes pleads seductively.</p><p></p><p>“I’m going to need to think this over.” Haimish hurriedly answered and scooped up all the pertinent information before teleporting back to his shared room.</p><p></p><p>Menthos emerges deep in the center of the Kadorian temple; he instantly could feel he was in a much hotter environment than Kindoras Keep.</p><p></p><p>“Much better, too cold up north.” Menthos relates</p><p></p><p>“Welcome back, I am glad the temple of fire warms your heart so.” Helle states</p><p></p><p>“Jack-ass. Do you have any research resources on sight? I need to know what they took from Hledra that’s got the nine hells all menstrual over it.” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“We have an envious collection of material on the usefulness of collected material in determining the responses to questions rhetorically asked.” Helle answered</p><p></p><p>“Excellent, take me there at once.” Menthos demands</p><p></p><p>“You’ll have to wait until morning, Statinistor is debriefing a special guest there.” Helle responds</p><p></p><p>“Really? Who’s the lucky lady?” Menthos wiggles his eyebrows</p><p></p><p>“You’ll find out tomorrow.” Helle answers</p><p></p><p>“Do you know where Doopa’s hanging out at?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“He entered himself, along with two strangers, in the games yesterday. I believe they finished third, much of that due to Doopa’s insistence that brawn trumps brain.” Helle answers</p><p></p><p>“Where is he now?” Menthos inquires</p><p></p><p>“Drowning his winnings in dwarven ale at the Laughing Unicorn just off Market Street.” Helle replies</p><p></p><p>Menthos bids his farewell to Helle, telling him he’ll be back later that evening and will try to speak with Statinistor then. He heads off to the Laughing Unicorn to talk with Doopa about the rest of the party’s escape from Hledra.</p><p></p><p>The bar is brightly colored and stood out like a succubus at a paladin’s retirement party. Pinks, yellows, purples and colors Menthos didn’t even want to guess their names decorated the outside; streamers, bows, white horses with horns strapped to their heads roamed freely through the tavern each carrying a load of drinks on it’s back. </p><p></p><p>Surprisingly to Menthos Doopa did not stand out so easily, there were a few ogres, trolls, and orcs in the bar likely there to offset the pompousness of the elves and Halflings which dominated the patron’s numbers. It was Doopa that found Menthos.</p><p></p><p>“Mentos! Where you go? Doopa mist you!” The ogre cries out and gives the teifling a bear hug</p><p></p><p>“Ack. Put me down.” Menthos gets out as Doopa drops him the three feet to the floor</p><p></p><p>“Doopa win toe-free . See?” Doopa holds up a good sized cup with “3rd place” emblazoned on the side. The ogre had drunk so much from it in two days that the gold paint they used on the outside was already worn off on the cup’s handles and blackish stains discolored the gold paint on the inside of the cup.</p><p></p><p>“What happened to you guys after I left?” Menthos asked</p><p></p><p>“You left? Xanax say you dead. Is Minty dead? You no look dead.” Doopa states</p><p></p><p>“Is there some problem here?” A waiter interjected himself in the conversation</p><p></p><p>“Yes, you’re the problem. Butt out.” Menthos addresses the man </p><p></p><p>“Sir, if you’re not drinking then you’re going to have to leave.” The waiter states</p><p></p><p>“I think if you checked your tabs you’d realize my buddy here is doing enough drinking for the both of us.” Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>The waiter motions for a bouncer and a large troll wearing a unicorn skull walks up and shoves Menthos on the back, “You come with me.”</p><p></p><p>“Hey no don’t shove Minty like dat, I’ll fit ya right here.” Doopa says and drops his cup and begins searching for his club.</p><p></p><p>“Swamp thing, take your hands off me before I char you so bad your grandfather will cook in his grave.” Menthos says showing him the Kador holy symbol.</p><p></p><p>“Is that supposed to impress me?” The troll replies</p><p></p><p>“No, if I wanted to impress you, I’d drop my pants.” Menthos answers</p><p></p><p>The troll heaves Menthos off the floor as Doopa punches the bouncer in the face causing him to drop Menthos behind him onto a table full of drinking orcs who immediately stagger to their feet.</p><p></p><p>“You make me spill. I cut you!” The orcs draw their blades as the troll turns to try and separate this new fight breaking out </p><p></p><p>Doopa twists and falls on his rear to the floor, he gets helped up by a human and drow, the former hands Doopa his club back.</p><p></p><p>Menthos rolls off the table and knocks an orc over as the surrounding tables begin to empty and scatter. Two ogre bouncers are called over to assist the troll as Doopa takes a swing and connects with the back of the troll. The troll responds by grabbing the heads of two of the inebriated orcs and shoving them into Doopa. The human grabs the orc of the left’s arm and shoves a greatsword through clavicle via the orc’s armpit. </p><p></p><p>The drow retreats enough to give himself clearance as his fires off his hand crossbow into the wall opposite the orcs. </p><p></p><p>“Fascist wall!” The drow shouts</p><p></p><p>Menthos gets to his feet and heads for the exit when the waiter throws a forearm around Menthos’ neck and begins to squeeze, “Where do you think you’re going teifling?”</p><p></p><p>“I’m gonna burn this place down.” Menthos responds while fingering through his pockets looking for an opal to drop. </p><p></p><p>The troll latches onto Doopa’s chest and rends his claws sideways, Doopa lets out a drunken snarl and pokes the troll’s eyes. The troll stumbles backwards and crashes through the orc’s table. Meanwhile a few Halflings from the other side of the tavern begin indiscriminately launching sling bullets into the melee fray. </p><p></p><p>The noise inside attracts a dwarven posse on the outside who stick their heads in, see orcs with weapons drawn and immediately charge. The human spins around Doopa and slices open the other orc that was tossed by the troll. The drow backs up some more and fires a hand crossbow from his other hand, this one sails true and strikes an orc through the eye socket, however it was the dead orc. </p><p></p><p>“Failure only proves my superiority!” The drow screams as his arbitrarily kicks over a halfling who was staring at the fight. </p><p></p><p>“Here, hold this for me.” Menthos says as he hands over a fire opal to the waiter.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t want your bribe demon-man!” The waiter screams and throws the fire opal towards the bar.</p><p></p><p>The resulting explosion threw Menthos and the waiter through the entrance door and across the street.</p><p></p><p>“You killed them all?” The stunned waiter exclaimed</p><p></p><p>“Me? You’re the one who threw the bomb.” Menthos answered, stood, and dusted himself off as Doopa wondered out of the tavern carrying the human and drow with him.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 4121283, member: 11574"] [b]Fireworks[/b] Kalen’s servant returns with a thick dusty tome. He hands the books off and teleports out again. Kalen inspects the cover and deeming it correct, tosses the heavy tome onto the table in front of Haimish. The book scatters several plates and glasses off the table to shatter on the floor below. “Your answer.” Kalen says “This whole thing? Why don’t you sum it up for me?” Haimish replies “Because the answer lies within and I do not have the kind of time it would take to find you the specific page you require. Your request was to find you a solution, not to impregnate it into your memory.” Kalen responds “You’re awfully touchy for a twice dead guy.” Haimish replies “The answer does not reside within that tome; Kalen knows very well where the answer lies. Through me!” Ina-Herit shouts The drow returns with a scroll case of made from spider silk, “Your stipulation, and here is my offer.” The drow pulls out a leathery piece of spider hide inscribed with arcane runes. “Deceiver! Your liege isn’t even powerful enough to send you the answer communally.” Lord Ina-Herit accuses “Your god with be the first to secrete the nourishment for our cavalry.” The drow returns fire “Which will ride out to terrorize shrieker colonies everywhere. Better lock up your fungus, Lolth is coming.” Lord Ina-Herit retorts “You mock the greater being dead one, I shall not forget this slight. Your eternal agony shall become my life’s goal.” The drow answers “Really? I’m disappointed. You have a brother or a father that can take your place? I don’t feel all that threatened by a female drow.” Lord Ina-Herit insults The drow draws her hand crossbows and speaks a few arcane words in dark elven. The wizard eyes sunk low and cast a pale green light on the drow paralyzing her. She then disappears along with six wizard eyes. A few more pop in and surround Lord Ina-Herit. “What? I did nothing; it is not the fault of one if another can not take the truth. Perhaps you would do better off not allowing any Lolth representatives on this island?” Lord Ina-Herit seems to speak to one of the eyes. “I believe, I am the only suitor left?” Kalen says “Fine.” Lord Ina-Herit groans. The mummy reaches into his wrapped torso and pulls out a bone scroll case, “Within is a map to your destination and my offer for the blood.” Lord Ina-Herit says while looking back at Kalen, “and if I were you, I’d avoid giving that one anything.” “May I have the rock?” Kalen requests “Wait, wasn’t there a couple more bidders?” Haimish questions “Yes.” The Rakshasa, here is your requested information, and here is my bid.” The Rakshasa states while handing Haimish a small note and dropping three thick tomes on the table. “Don’t forget about me.” The erinyes says, teleporting in on top of the table in front of Haimish naked from the waist up, “Oops” *giggle* “Wardrobe malfunction.” The devil takes a paint brush from her hair and begins tracing words across her chest. “Do you have the answer or where you looking to turn a trick?” Haimish inquires “I’m writing your answer out so I don’t forget it.” The erinyes answers still drawing across her breasts “How am I going to review it if I can’t see it?” Haimish asks “Give me access to your quarters and you can look it over anytime you want.” The erinyes answers “What’s your offer going to be then?” Haimish wondered “Oh? I’m sure I stuck an offer here somewhere, maybe you could help me find it? Please?” The erinyes pleads seductively. “I’m going to need to think this over.” Haimish hurriedly answered and scooped up all the pertinent information before teleporting back to his shared room. Menthos emerges deep in the center of the Kadorian temple; he instantly could feel he was in a much hotter environment than Kindoras Keep. “Much better, too cold up north.” Menthos relates “Welcome back, I am glad the temple of fire warms your heart so.” Helle states “Jack-ass. Do you have any research resources on sight? I need to know what they took from Hledra that’s got the nine hells all menstrual over it.” Menthos asks “We have an envious collection of material on the usefulness of collected material in determining the responses to questions rhetorically asked.” Helle answered “Excellent, take me there at once.” Menthos demands “You’ll have to wait until morning, Statinistor is debriefing a special guest there.” Helle responds “Really? Who’s the lucky lady?” Menthos wiggles his eyebrows “You’ll find out tomorrow.” Helle answers “Do you know where Doopa’s hanging out at?” Menthos asks “He entered himself, along with two strangers, in the games yesterday. I believe they finished third, much of that due to Doopa’s insistence that brawn trumps brain.” Helle answers “Where is he now?” Menthos inquires “Drowning his winnings in dwarven ale at the Laughing Unicorn just off Market Street.” Helle replies Menthos bids his farewell to Helle, telling him he’ll be back later that evening and will try to speak with Statinistor then. He heads off to the Laughing Unicorn to talk with Doopa about the rest of the party’s escape from Hledra. The bar is brightly colored and stood out like a succubus at a paladin’s retirement party. Pinks, yellows, purples and colors Menthos didn’t even want to guess their names decorated the outside; streamers, bows, white horses with horns strapped to their heads roamed freely through the tavern each carrying a load of drinks on it’s back. Surprisingly to Menthos Doopa did not stand out so easily, there were a few ogres, trolls, and orcs in the bar likely there to offset the pompousness of the elves and Halflings which dominated the patron’s numbers. It was Doopa that found Menthos. “Mentos! Where you go? Doopa mist you!” The ogre cries out and gives the teifling a bear hug “Ack. Put me down.” Menthos gets out as Doopa drops him the three feet to the floor “Doopa win toe-free . See?” Doopa holds up a good sized cup with “3rd place” emblazoned on the side. The ogre had drunk so much from it in two days that the gold paint they used on the outside was already worn off on the cup’s handles and blackish stains discolored the gold paint on the inside of the cup. “What happened to you guys after I left?” Menthos asked “You left? Xanax say you dead. Is Minty dead? You no look dead.” Doopa states “Is there some problem here?” A waiter interjected himself in the conversation “Yes, you’re the problem. Butt out.” Menthos addresses the man “Sir, if you’re not drinking then you’re going to have to leave.” The waiter states “I think if you checked your tabs you’d realize my buddy here is doing enough drinking for the both of us.” Menthos replies The waiter motions for a bouncer and a large troll wearing a unicorn skull walks up and shoves Menthos on the back, “You come with me.” “Hey no don’t shove Minty like dat, I’ll fit ya right here.” Doopa says and drops his cup and begins searching for his club. “Swamp thing, take your hands off me before I char you so bad your grandfather will cook in his grave.” Menthos says showing him the Kador holy symbol. “Is that supposed to impress me?” The troll replies “No, if I wanted to impress you, I’d drop my pants.” Menthos answers The troll heaves Menthos off the floor as Doopa punches the bouncer in the face causing him to drop Menthos behind him onto a table full of drinking orcs who immediately stagger to their feet. “You make me spill. I cut you!” The orcs draw their blades as the troll turns to try and separate this new fight breaking out Doopa twists and falls on his rear to the floor, he gets helped up by a human and drow, the former hands Doopa his club back. Menthos rolls off the table and knocks an orc over as the surrounding tables begin to empty and scatter. Two ogre bouncers are called over to assist the troll as Doopa takes a swing and connects with the back of the troll. The troll responds by grabbing the heads of two of the inebriated orcs and shoving them into Doopa. The human grabs the orc of the left’s arm and shoves a greatsword through clavicle via the orc’s armpit. The drow retreats enough to give himself clearance as his fires off his hand crossbow into the wall opposite the orcs. “Fascist wall!” The drow shouts Menthos gets to his feet and heads for the exit when the waiter throws a forearm around Menthos’ neck and begins to squeeze, “Where do you think you’re going teifling?” “I’m gonna burn this place down.” Menthos responds while fingering through his pockets looking for an opal to drop. The troll latches onto Doopa’s chest and rends his claws sideways, Doopa lets out a drunken snarl and pokes the troll’s eyes. The troll stumbles backwards and crashes through the orc’s table. Meanwhile a few Halflings from the other side of the tavern begin indiscriminately launching sling bullets into the melee fray. The noise inside attracts a dwarven posse on the outside who stick their heads in, see orcs with weapons drawn and immediately charge. The human spins around Doopa and slices open the other orc that was tossed by the troll. The drow backs up some more and fires a hand crossbow from his other hand, this one sails true and strikes an orc through the eye socket, however it was the dead orc. “Failure only proves my superiority!” The drow screams as his arbitrarily kicks over a halfling who was staring at the fight. “Here, hold this for me.” Menthos says as he hands over a fire opal to the waiter. “I don’t want your bribe demon-man!” The waiter screams and throws the fire opal towards the bar. The resulting explosion threw Menthos and the waiter through the entrance door and across the street. “You killed them all?” The stunned waiter exclaimed “Me? You’re the one who threw the bomb.” Menthos answered, stood, and dusted himself off as Doopa wondered out of the tavern carrying the human and drow with him. [/QUOTE]
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