[sblock=What the hell?!]You're rolling 20's right and left for the bad guys, but when it comes to a lousy Heal check, you get a 2?
A 2?![/sblock]
[sblock=Hey, there's that light again...]Palindrome find himself in a room draped in dark crimson curtains. The floor is a highly polished black and white checkerboard. An unseen saxophone, accompanied by a bass, plays eerie, discordant music.
On a red velvet couch, beside a red lamp, sits Woe. His posture is unnatural in its straightness and stiffness.
"Sdrawkcab bned smra ym semitomes," he says in a harsh voice.
Doddoddod, wearing a tuxedo and bowtie, dances into the room. He shifts from posture to posture in odd, jerky movements, as if suddenly teleporting from one pose to another.
Then, Doddoddod begins a striptease...[/sblock]
"Huuuurk!" grunts Palindrome as Neera yanks out the arrow.
For a brief moment, eyes clear, Palindrome drifts into consciousness. With a gentle touch, he caresses Neera's cheek. He smiles and manages to say in a hoarse whisper,
"Don't...worry...lit--ugh--tle...one. Y-you...sssstilll...h-have...a...few...min...minutes...before...y-y-your...organs...liquify."
He collapses.
[sblock=AFK]I'll be away from keyboard for a couple of days. Please NPC my character.
If my character dies, he wants his body cremated, his ashes mixed into concrete, and the concrete dropped on top of Doddoddod's head.[/sblock]