on Tue 01 of Feb., 2011 11:02 GMT, by Laurent
posts: 1029
Dear players,
An innocuous piece of news, nothing beyond the usual The-Daily-Telegraph-defends-the-countryside story. Or is it?
Foxglove cottage they say?
The owner being unknown and unreachable?
And this citation* : "It was disturbing people, particularly at night when it is very quiet around here."
Well, personally, I would not go to Hagworthingham, Lincolnshire, without my longsword +1 and a Cleric of good alignment.
The two old geezers (Michael Curtis and Edmund Done) who cut that alarm wire surely had some balls. What with a failed lich in the basement and all these hauntings... and the well!
Michael Curtis: "Ed, come and help me will you? Bring the light over here so that I can cut the wire."
Edmund Done: "Eh Mike, looking at that well over there. Back in a sec."
MC: "Damn you Ed, I do not like it around here.
ED, flashing the torch-light down the well: "Cool! Look how deep this is!"
MC, managing to cut the alarm wire by the light of a gibbous moon (thanks to a long forgotten Elven heritage giving him low-light vision): "Well, it is done. Ed! What is going on? Ed?"
ED, running away from the well, pursued by a lumbering dark mass: "Mike! Mike! Run away, there was a bloody big critter down there!"
Rise of the Runelords
Dear players,
An innocuous piece of news, nothing beyond the usual The-Daily-Telegraph-defends-the-countryside story. Or is it?
Foxglove cottage they say?
The owner being unknown and unreachable?
And this citation* : "It was disturbing people, particularly at night when it is very quiet around here."
Well, personally, I would not go to Hagworthingham, Lincolnshire, without my longsword +1 and a Cleric of good alignment.
The two old geezers (Michael Curtis and Edmund Done) who cut that alarm wire surely had some balls. What with a failed lich in the basement and all these hauntings... and the well!
Michael Curtis: "Ed, come and help me will you? Bring the light over here so that I can cut the wire."
Edmund Done: "Eh Mike, looking at that well over there. Back in a sec."
MC: "Damn you Ed, I do not like it around here.
ED, flashing the torch-light down the well: "Cool! Look how deep this is!"
MC, managing to cut the alarm wire by the light of a gibbous moon (thanks to a long forgotten Elven heritage giving him low-light vision): "Well, it is done. Ed! What is going on? Ed?"
ED, running away from the well, pursued by a lumbering dark mass: "Mike! Mike! Run away, there was a bloody big critter down there!"
(*) Yes, I know, this is taken out of context.
Laurent,