RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
06-16-2013, 01:50 PM
Thunderpaw sits in the corner, pumpkin helmet turned eskew and used as a bowl to hold the food soldiers from earlier. He chomps on one, waiting for the others to finish up their investigations (and waiting for more nagas to pop out at inopportune positions. Might as well let Watson be the bait this time).
"So, assumin' the other side of the dungeon is more traps preventing acess to this room, shall we move on into the caves? Really, what a waste of good architecture if they're just gunna put the loot at the end of a natural corridor."
"So, assumin' the other side of the dungeon is more traps preventing acess to this room, shall we move on into the caves? Really, what a waste of good architecture if they're just gunna put the loot at the end of a natural corridor."