I've had worse. I remember this one old guy, he killed all of my Henchman and then tried to stab me with a dagger. I felt so much better after ramming him through with my sword. The way his blood flowed into the ground, it was *cough* *cough* glorious. Damn stomach pain, that did hurt you know, it's not all sunshine and roses in here.
WHAT THE.. Did I say sunshine and roses? Anyways, I was so happy to watch him die I even left most of his gear to rot.
OOC How are we doing spell-wise? Can someone cast Cure Light Wounds on Sarevok before he open the next door (assuming he is willing to?) We seem to be safe resting in this room so we could rest until healed and try again.
Alright, one door down, one to go. I put my shield behind me (spear in gut, time to watch my back) and approach the final sphere. Tugging it open with all my might.
There's no need to heal me at this point, burned webs surround me and only a scratch in the belly. It would take something truly powerful to slow me down, yes, I do know what I just said.
I've had worse. I remember this one old guy, he killed all of my Henchman and then tried to stab me with a dagger. I felt so much better after ramming him through with my sword. The way his blood flowed into the ground, it was *cough* *cough* glorious. Damn stomach pain, that did hurt you know, it's not all sunshine and roses in here.
WHAT THE.. Did I say sunshine and roses? Anyways, I was so happy to watch him die I even left most of his gear to rot.
Wait a minute! You're that Sarevok! Sarevok Anchev? The Sarevok that killed Gorion?
No problem. I never could stand the dreary old bastard,
Did the giant stature, glowing yellow eyes and just general aura of dispair not give it away? If it wasn't for my absolute need, nay drive, to protect Imoen at all costs so that she.... oh yeah, spoilers. If not for that, I would crush all of you insignifcant wenches beneath my feet and then flail Minsc and roast his chipmunk over an open fire.
You know that thing about never explaining the whole evil plan, I really need to work on that. Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows.
"You're already a princess, Alora. You're a bringer of fun, even in dark places."
Yes but I'm still the one who is at home eating chocolate and watching Buffy re-runs on Saturday nights while you are out with boys thinks Alora, who has drunk more than is good for a halfling with low constitution.
The only things we have got left are the Gargoyle arm and the red light. The gargoyle arm seemed like a non-starter and the red-light seems like certain death.
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WHAT THE.. Did I say sunshine and roses? Anyways, I was so happy to watch him die I even left most of his gear to rot.
No problem. I never could stand the dreary old bastard,
You know that thing about never explaining the whole evil plan, I really need to work on that. Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows.
http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/ToH_Gallery/ToHGraphic12.jpg
Alora, you may want this *hands her my 10' pole*.
So let's head towards the red light ...