Hang on a second...

Our usual scribe is having a little break. Well, she's actually back playing the game instead of transcribing a blow-by-bloody-blow, inch-by-bloody-inch description of our antics.

Luckily for us, our Bard, god bless him, has offered to help out a bit. Well, he didn't exactly offer as such, but it's the thought that counts. Anyway we just hope to keep him busy enough for our cleric to prepare that bless spell.

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Stupid things we've overheard...

We open the door, throw in the dwarf, quickly shut the door, and wait for the screaming to stop. Then we open the door again. What do we see?... Dwarves? How many? Do they look upset?

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He who is not satisfied with a little, is satisfied with nothing.