Friday, October 12, 2012

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Tenser and Ehlissa crossed the drawbridge and followed Yrag through the seemingly abandoned gatehouse.  Empty murder holes stared down on them.  There was no sign of any inhabitants, except by smell.

"What made that awful smell?" Ehlissa asked.

"Eigers, most likely," Yrag said. He emerged first into the bailey beyond the gatehouse and his eyes fixed straight on the ramparts above, watching for signs of danger.  "I have seen a few lurking about the upper ruins before."

"Eigers...ogres?" Tenser asked. "Giant shape-shifters?"

"No, lad, only in fairy tales. Ogres are no more magical than most folk, just a lot bigger and uglier."

"I'm not sure if our spells can handle ogres…" Ehlissa said, shrinking towards the gatehouse.


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9 comments:

  1. "Ogres?!! I have a +9 Ogre-slaying knife!"

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  2. "You're not there! You're getting drunk!"

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  3. One of the best parts of mortellan being our DM, is the incredibly awesome hand drawn maps, portraits and other game aids that he produces. They lend a whole new level of fun to the game. Reading these strips remind me of that.

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  4. @ Valkaun_Dain: Reading the comics, I can easily believe that.

    Another excellent installment.

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  5. Nice going, Valkaun. Now I have to make a road trip to southern Illinois so I can sit in on one of these sessions...

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  6. Great read Mort, always looking forward to the next. Thank you.

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  7. @Scott: No one just sits in on my sssions. There is always an NPC around to play, sometimes they're even more fun to play than the PCs!

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    1. "Did I remember to tell Mike to draw a backpack on Yrag? Where is he going to have those torches he needs stored?" Necessity is the mother of invention.

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