Top ten signs
that you pissed off the villagers by Danduin
1. The "interesting new stew" you've been served at the inn smells
suspiciously
like sewage.
2. One ripe apple at the market costs more than your last spellbook.
3.They're building a gallows outside your room at the inn. They try
to tell you
that it is "modern art".
4. One of them asks you for a donation to the "Hire some thugs to
kill the
adventurers fund"
5. Someone glued a spike to your saddle.
6. At bed time your goose down pillow explodes. The innkeeper says
that the
pillow was made from the feathers of very angry geese.
7. People keep providing you with gifts of horses, and maps out of
town.
8. The Mayor declares a special "Murder of foreigners is no longer
illeagal"
day in your honour.
9. Arrows keep appearing at your feet. Local villagers shake their
head, and
claim that they are fast growing weeds.
10. The villagers hire a band of trolls to rid their town of adventurers
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Tales: by
Thrandorian
It
was a moment, but then I saw it. The telltale crimson dollop nearly
camouflaged by his full, over-red lips. The bulge in his robes that
said, “I‘m glad to see you“, but for all the wrong reasons.
Glancing sidelong at the others seated within the sanctum, I gauged
the distance between myself and the nearest of the others. Too far...not
yet... let ‘em surround you...
The large man-thing beside me smiled suddenly and turned as if to
speak to his fellows. That was my cue. Whirling on him now, I drove
my + 2, steel-toed, size 12 into the demon's groin, taking his mind
off thoughts of backstabbing me with the Khopesh he had concealed
within his vestments. I wasn’t about to be as easily fooled as those
other unfortunate fools who now dwelt mainly within the bellies of
these shape-shifting hell spawn. What was left of their corporal existence
lay in bloody chunks all about the floor of the sanctuary.
Pulling my Great Sword, I summoned forth the names of the 12 and set
about them with such a fury that the very air began to glow about
my blade. I am pure death to such as these....
What was your name again honey? Mary? Well yes Mary that’s just how
it happened. You know, why don’t we go up to my room and I’ll show
you the scar one gave me...