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".
Monday, October 29, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Moribund
I posted the lyrics to this song way back when we first started our Ravenloft campaign with the intention of bringing a recording to one of our sessions. Since that may not be happening, I'll instead share a couple of videos. The first is a poor machinima someone made to the original recording and the second a live performance. Enjoy.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
The further adventures of Jeral, the were-bear
“Blessed and most radiant Pelor,” Jeral prayed, “please hear your servant.” He was kneeling, shivering and wet, at the bank of a stream. “You know that I have always done my best to bring your light to the darkness. You know that I have willingly become something inhuman to better fight evil in your name.” Moonlight glinted off the tears mingled with the cold water dripping from his tangled hair. “Please, please grant your servant this request: help me to see your holy servant, St. Hadrian, as nothing other than the deity he has become, and keep him out of my dreams!”
The mention of the dream brought the memory back to him. Hadrian’s wise eyes looking out from a strong face. His muscular frame evident as Jeral assisted him in removing his heavy armor. The cleft in his chin as he leaned forward, lips parted—
There was a brief cry of anguish and a splash as Jeral once again threw himself into the near-icy water.
The mention of the dream brought the memory back to him. Hadrian’s wise eyes looking out from a strong face. His muscular frame evident as Jeral assisted him in removing his heavy armor. The cleft in his chin as he leaned forward, lips parted—
There was a brief cry of anguish and a splash as Jeral once again threw himself into the near-icy water.
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