Apparently, displaying the corpse of Le Fay’s little acolyte who was cursing my fields has discouraged further uprisings.
Hey, hey, it’s the last weekend of the month! Or at the very least, it was. That means it’s time for another SHORT STORY! …Of COURSE I have an audience looking forward to these! Can I pull this off a SECOND time?
So, what will be The Write Stuff’s next short story/mini-fic? What MONSTROSITIES lurk within his image folder? And based on the picture alone, just WHAT will be written about it?
And this month’s picture iiiiiiis:
So let us go back through the mists of time and legend. An age of chivalry, valour, and strange women distributing swords at the bottom of lakes as the basis for government. For at the Round Table of King Arthur’s court, the greatest of knights gather to serve as a shining example of humanity. And THESE…are not those knights.
Without further ado, I now present: The Knights at the Kids’ Table!
“You know what? I abandon my holy order and defect to the enemy.”
Yep, it’s that time of the month where I talk about tabletop gaming! …Yes, it’s now a thing. I even announced it and everything!
Every game needs a player. And players need a goal. So the campaign is set, the story begins, and the actors in this production gather. Their myriad paths will cross and converge in an entire adventure, but there is a great obstacle in their way.
Are they spellslingers? Hack-and-slashers? Do they have a giant robot at their command?
The adventurers go in to meet with the enemy. Based on intel, it’s apparently a lich at the head of a small army of hobgoblins. He’s a sorcerer, but he apparently has a high level cleric under him as well. And as initiative is rolled, the question is: