Marellia the debonair elf swordswoman leaped over the chasm, gliding through the air, a majestic eagle swooping towards her prey. She pulled her sword from the scabbard on her back, the blade glistening in the sunlight, sending shimmering beams of light over the battered and torn battlefield. Time slowed as the gargantuan orc chieftain turned to see the elf flying towards him. She pulled the sword over her shoulder and swung. The magical blade sailed through the air, the sharp metal singing. It missed the orc entirely.
Jason stared at the twenty-sided die on the table. He’d rolled a one.
Not even close.
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Chivalrybean
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Re: Not even close.
ha!
you set that one up well
you set that one up well
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Thomas Daulton
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Re: Not even close.
Brings back waaaaaaaayyyy too many memories. ***Shudder***
"All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost." --J.R.R. TOLKIEN
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Chivalrybean
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Re: Not even close.
I can't believe I survived the Tomb of Horrors (4th edition) with how many ones and twos I rolled!