Post Adventure Story

[nitefyre]

...which means the patron was jipped, for he did not include himself in the equation of the pricey scrubdown...

[RisingPathMilitia]

...Crest fallen, bummed, and smelling like cammel dung , Path shuffled his feet toward the middle of the village which was littered with notes and five dead bodies . He picked up one of the notes which read,...

[Anthony Roberts]

..."LIVE GIRLS!!! Haha, did that get your attention? I'm trading wood for limestone!". He sighed, he really did think somewhere there would be live girls - and by "live", he thought "alive and not dead like these other five bodies." - Path was no pervert. Throwing down the note, and keeping the rest, because they held recipies for Chow Mein Soup, he decided to explore the buildings before him. Three doors were unlocked, and he had no lockpicks, so then - he had to make a decision. Using his saliva, he licked "1", "2", and "3" on each door, and stood there, deciding which door to take.

Without any warning, someone jumped off the roof, screaming in the lowest of voices, "HEYYYYYYYY JOHHHHNNNNYYYYYYY!!!! Choose a door, any door, and we'll tell you what he's won!"...

[west]

...Path would have liked to ask him more, but the strange man landed on the ground with a THUMP, and stopped breathing. Path shrugged. He was on his own.

[Sparkle]

*....just the way he liked it. He began concentrating on the doors again finally choosing the closest door to the nearest road so in case something dangerous was inside he would have a quick exscape route. He slowly began to open door number 1 then.........*

[jeslange]

...realized someone was with him in the dark room, when the door shut and the lock clicked. Recalling the bodies outside, he wondered if he was not the first to investigate the buildings...

[nitefyre]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! *the voice cracks and storyteller clears his throat*

[Revanael]

*runs off to get a jug of water, and a crate of beer, for the storytellers*

[Sparkle]

Wait up Revanael! I'm coming!

[Revanael]

*waits for sparkle, and they both go to get the drinks*

[RisingPathMilitia]

Guys? Guys? It's pretty dark in here. Hey, wait a minute. Path logs out of Cantr to defrag his computer, and goes out for a smoke. "It's a nice crisp cool night here in Alaska." Path lights his cigarette and takes a drag as he wonders how Sparkle and the dead cammel are doing raiding the cantrside. He heres a rustle in the bushes...

[Sparkle]

Out pops Sparkle dragging the dead camel.

Hey you, I need help here. My camel has fallen asleep and will not wake up, they turned around just in time to see........

[Leo Luncid]

A huge monster causing a rampage, followed by villagers screaming.
"Ahhhh! Generalities! Run for your lives!"

[MakeBeliever]

Of course it wasn't a monster at all. Everyone knows Generality monsters grow in dark silver handled cupboards.. but no one had stayed alive long enough to ever build that armoire of horror in that desolate place.
The villages realised some what embarressedly... when the stilts he'd made from stolen cantr walking sticks hit that half built building. It's odd name already etched forever into the poorly stacked stones "Sparticus Flamable was gorram killed here" which prompty sent the presumed monster tumbling heavily to the ground"Ruddy Cowboy Builders"he shrieked in horror as his Gorrila mask rug slid back of from his forehead revealing that no good forest midget. With his cover blown, he picked up what beer he could carry stepped over the sleeping camel and headed for the nearest coco-nut tree with the legs of the gorlla rug trailing behind his footsteps like a bridal veil made from road kill. He curiously halted enroute to his destined tree, he bent down to pick up that shiny thing. "Ooh looky here..looky here" his eyebrows waggled with mischief.