The group enjoys a healthy breakfast prepared by the 4 rescued damsels. Abe trips and falls on what he thought was a root. It turned out to be an intricate bone staff with magical properties. (might be the first item on his list of things he is looking for, but he is not sure yet)
Soon after the group is greeted by two clerics of Noir riding young black dragons. Applebottom gets a chance to ride one and is beyond the moon excited (even shitting himself). The clerics bring holy vestments and equipment for the four damsels. They perform a ceremony inducting them into the holy church order.
Gourd the minotaur admits to licking the ass of one of the dragons and was rather intrigued!!!
The following morning one of the damsels is missing!!!! (Becka). Abe uses his tracking skills and unfortunately finds her disemboweled and hanging from a tree by her own intestines.
Wurm calls on Noir for help and takes Becka's skull. He is granted the ability to speak with dead. He learns how she died. She materializes as a ghost and jumps on Wurm like a backpack.
Another strange encounter finds Abe with a new pet/friend. A baby Blue dragon. He names him Alexander. Alexander's first effort to impress his new friends is to eat Abe's snake, then belches.
Sometimes it's best to just leave things alone. Noir works in mysterious ways.
ReplyDeleteMan I can't believe how much I enjoyed my first meeting with a dragon. I am surprised at how interested I am with their natural scent, and taste..... I hope I get the chance again one day. It's a shame about Becka, she was the coolest out of all of the nuns.
ReplyDeleteYou will forever be called ass-sniffer by me. Honestly it's a step up from Gourd.
DeleteI can't believe Becka is dead. She was such a wild girl with so much joy to give to the world. I welcome the new path of becoming a priestess of Noir, but I am so sad at my current life that it is hard to move forward. I will pray and hope for some peace of mind and a decent night's sleep.
ReplyDeleteYou could honor her memory by becoming the group slut for those interested in, blech, women.
DeleteI am mortified. Absolutely beside myself. I wish I could understand why the things that have taken place these last three days could even be true. Yet here I find myself. Cold and alone, friends dying, strange creatures.... dragons.... I pray to Noir to show me the way out of this insanity.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it would be best for you to just offer yourself up to Noir and see what agent Noir sends to take you away.
DeleteDo you mean I should go off into the darkness like Becka?
DeleteI can't believe my best friend Becka is gone. She was my other half. She was the dangerous one. I lived through her adventures. I could never attempt to do the things she ever did. She always gave me hope and laughter. I don't know how to even mourn her loss yet, but I think I will start by creating something to honor her. I don't know what yet, but I want it to be amazing.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, the satisfaction of the mutilation was amazing! Yeah it hurt a bit, but I was in ecstasy. It is unfortunate that the human body can't withstand more before death. I look forward to guiding Wurm through his life as his guardian angel.
ReplyDeleteIt was fun to help Abe dig up that cool staff, but I was hoping for a more complete skeleton of sorts. Missing Becka was quite the worry, but with the blessed help of Noir, I was able to speak with her spirit to get the truth. I'm glad we aren't being stalked by a monster and it's just one that Noir has already blessed: Randy! I will speak with him in confidence as he may need some spiritual guidance. I will be sure to make the Liam's Trowl and Becka's skull relics of interest in the new temple. It's very cool that Becka will haunt me; I always wanted to be a master of the undead. Noir blessed me beyond most and I am proud he recognizes me in this fashion.
ReplyDeleteIt is almost never good when another portal opens up after your own. Especially in the same general area. It is also highly likely you are the cause even if in the utmost indirect domino effect. Such a portal opened up in the sky above us while the group was bathing in a lake. I quickly took responsibility for whatever was to fall out, to hopefully cut off whatever madness might occur and be connected to me and my arrival. It so happened a wyrmling, freshly hatched, must have been thrown through by someone. I believe it has bonded to me as a hatchling would normally do. It isn't the type of responsibility I expected to be saddled with on my journey but I cannot deny that besides one of his species, I might be the best suited for the task. This is already not an natural course of events therefore I am already pondering if this blue, could develop the culinary tastes of man as the silvers tend to. This as oppose to developing a taste for man or their chattle.
ReplyDeleteAnother lesson of the traveler, despite how I prefer to be truthful, it can do more harm than good. Found myself tripping over my own tongue when asked from which I came. I have a map, need to pick a place and once again embrace the art of the white lie.
I also may have found the staff of Zachary, it fits the description in its looks but seem modified from what I was told, but I am not sure. I portaled mere miles from it and literally tripped over it as I communed with my new surroundings. I will never use another portal master again because that is simply amazing accuracy.