Jex has a habit of making the PC's squirm along with they're players. Lots and lots of squirming. First we start off being timed to run away from an ARMY of dragon born and their war hound/lizard/ish things. We get stopped by wild boar, crocodiles, rivers, and so forth. Did I mention we were being timed? THEN we hear girls calling for help and our knight (actually fighter, but he was playing 'knight in shining armor'), also called Verdant of the azure blade, has to go rescue them. We're having a hard enough time rescuing ourselves. Zii and he get into a huge argument, but they end up going to see what the commotion was about. Turns out... it was a trap. Yeah.
After that there's the endless caves of ARGH! that's not really what they're called, but that's what the players wanted to call them. We found an NPC that got us across a busted arrow trap (the dude's a tank named Aeramus) at the price of finding a magic sword. Ran into occultist cyclops and nearly got dragged semi-willingly into a demon temple to a dead god that may or maynot have something to do with Tacit's life. Then to top off the nice runaround-from-hell sundae add a black dragon in his layer... with lots and lots of acid water... yeah. After that the dragon we thought we just killed comes back after our NPC healer Eratar bites the dust along with spider cult goblins and a drow priestess.... deep breath... our party nearly got wiped out. We literally survived by the skin of our teeth.
As per-usual all I can say is: "well... it was the farthest thing from boring ever."
Also I'm going to change up the posting style of this blog to a more story-esque form. It'll be easier for me to write and in the end more enjoyable for the couple of people still following.
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