With a crackle and hiss the tiny goblin materialized in the center of the cavernous chamber. Disoriented, he glanced quickly from side to side, taking in the astonished looks of the small party of battle weary adventurers who had summoned him, before, finally and fatefully, looking up into the rapidly descending jaws of an enormous dragon. In a tiny, squeaky, quivering voice he uttered the only words of his brief and ill-fated existence... "oh shit".
Sunday, September 16, 2007
What An Awesome DM
Not only has he done an exceptional job of running a customized, creative campaign, he gave us this parting gift of individualized dice. Thank you, Scott.
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What else would you expect from a god?
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