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[bubosquared]

Went deeper into the dungeon, encountered and defeated a passel of chaos dwarves, which was pretty kick-ass of us, and then the halfling insisted on opening a secret door that led to three lesser demons. Gibber, "Run away! Run away!" etc. And now we're helping defend the city, because chaos bad. ("You have my sword." "And my axe." "And his bow.")

Also: "Alas, poor snotling, he gibbered well."

Comments

[eurmalian.livejournal.com]

Not my bow! Its mine! And I only just found it...

[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

You wanna get paid, lad? :P

[eurmalian.livejournal.com]

But it's an old family heirloom that bow! I can't be going giving it out to any old king who comes by. Thik of the shame, think of the dishonor, I mean it's been in the family for all of a week!