In which We Step Through A Door And Have A Small Fight
Stepping between the worlds we find ourselves upon a road. A road clothed in mist and surrounded by dank and oppressive trees. No wonder the shadowfae want to leave, I would to. I do in fact. Can we go to a desert next time?
Hardly a step had been taken when out from the bush emerged five giants. They seemed a barbarous sort with their clubs waving and their hides. As such they were not inclined to talk. Piffle we thought as Enna laid one low in a single round. Her daggers sang in the dank air and cut the life from the brute.
Maybe we were over confident, or maybe it was the shadows that came to attack us. Again. But the fight did not go so well after that. It was along drawn out affair as we scrambled through bushes, tried to avoid falling in spike filled pits and generally flailed around.
My only consolation was being able to fly from here to there. O and a nice new axe.
I Harkill Sept Bahamus, Scion of Arkhosia, Clan Lord of The Sun Desert, Last of Sept Bahamus set this down as a true record of my adventures.
Hardly a step had been taken when out from the bush emerged five giants. They seemed a barbarous sort with their clubs waving and their hides. As such they were not inclined to talk. Piffle we thought as Enna laid one low in a single round. Her daggers sang in the dank air and cut the life from the brute.
Maybe we were over confident, or maybe it was the shadows that came to attack us. Again. But the fight did not go so well after that. It was along drawn out affair as we scrambled through bushes, tried to avoid falling in spike filled pits and generally flailed around.
My only consolation was being able to fly from here to there. O and a nice new axe.
I Harkill Sept Bahamus, Scion of Arkhosia, Clan Lord of The Sun Desert, Last of Sept Bahamus set this down as a true record of my adventures.