I never seem to learn. I see a hole, I poke my head through it. Even if the hole is in a tiny room behind a boarded-up door in a crypt beneath a church, I can't resist taking a look. And for my troubles an insect grub bites in to my eyeball, latching on to […]
More dogs attack! The paladin charges in, slicing in to one of the dogs with his sword and cleaving with his mighty blow in to a second. The vicious hell dogs bite and tear at the paladin's legs, pulling him down to the ground. 'I'll just attack from prone, then', he sighs. 'Is being prone […]
Keen to continue where we left off, instead of pausing to consider every way initials could be carved in to a door, I take some indirect action. Standing over some dead tieflings in a crypt, I don't so much suggest that 'the paladin opens the door' in front of us but insinuate that's what he's […]