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, March 30, 2008
Speaking of Ravenloft...
A reminder, game numero dos is next Saturday, April 5th at my place again so far. Bring your gaming hats and we should finish the inital entry into the town and hopefully be ready to venture forth from there for the next time.
We'll see how much of a distraction that creates, but I'm willing to give it a whirl, I understand its some sort of large festival of sporting activity or some such from listening to the radio-man tell it.
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My presence requires that the TV be turned on to basketball, but I'm planning on it.
We'll see how much of a distraction that creates, but I'm willing to give it a whirl, I understand its some sort of large festival of sporting activity or some such from listening to the radio-man tell it.
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