Friday, November 24, 2017

D&D Pre-Game 11-24-17 2 games this month!






“What do you mean this is my fault?”
“You know the watch where you were covering for me last weekend. The same watch where Captain Bartholomew found you sleeping. The same watch where you ratted me out for not being there. Any of that information ring a bell Kenneth? That is why we are both down her tonight.”
“Well Franklin! If you weren’t so set on chasing after the new barmaid at the Round Robin then we wouldn’t be here either.”
“Well I had a good chance with her.”
“Yeah she waiting for you back at the barracks is she?”
“Shut up! I think I heard something.”

“Well of course you heard something we are under the damn city. There are all manner of rats, frogs, drifters and guttersnipes down here Franklin.”
“Shut it!”


The two city guards stood with lanterns raised. The slow drip of water could be heard along with Franklin’s heavy breathing.

“Hold your breath for a minute would ya?” Kenneth whispered. “There is someone down the tunnel.”

Between the water drops the sound of something dragging or shuffling could be heard. Both guardsmen heard it. They shared a look and drew their swords.

It wasn’t uncommon to have a large beastie make their way into the sewers. That is what this patrol was for. The city sweeps the sewers monthly. No guardsman wants to do it. It is boring and smelly work and occasionally they dredge up some angry forest creature that is lost and hungry. There are even stories of horrible monsters, the living dead, fanatical cults, roving bands of flesh carvers, guilds of assassins, and unnamed horrors just waiting to devour one’s face. Truth be told, this patrol rousts some homeless people, drunks, rats, opossums and the occasional big bitey lizard.

The two guards rounded the next corner and sway a couple figures standing in the tunnel a small fire crackled at their feet.

“Relax Kenneth it is just some drunks or drifters. Look at ‘em. Just standin’ they is. Look at him sway back and forth. Let’s go roust them up top and get them to one of the shelters or into a cell to sleep it off.”

Franklin sheathed his sword and approached the two figures.

“Hey, you two! No sudden moves.’
“Franklin! Come back here. This doesn’t look or feel right.”

“Just relax Kenneth. Look they are so out of their gourd they don’t even realize we’re here. Ain’t that right boys!” Franklin yelled toward the two people standing in front of him.

Still there was no response.

As Kenneth approached he could see that the two men in front of him were staring with wide eyes, breathing slowly, but they were not moving. He waved the lantern in front of them, but they didn’t respond.

“Hey Ken! You need to see this! These two are just...it’s like they are frozen. Come take a look!”



No response.

“Kenneth? What are you…..?” Franklin’s voice cut off as turned to see that Kenneth was still standing a few feet behind him. Kenneth was frozen in place like the two other men in the tunnel.

Franklin took a step forward, raised his lantern and noticed what looked like a small white snake, worm or maybe a tendril retreating from Kenneth’s leg. His hand dropped to his sword and took up a defensive position. That is when he heard the sound of a soft “thump” behind him. Franklin went to spin on the attacked behind him, but realized he couldn’t. It was then he realized he was frozen like the other men in the tunnel.

He was still awake. He was still breathing. He could not move. He could not make a single sound. He could see only what was in front of him. He could still hear. He also couldn’t feel anything. Franklin had been reduced to a living statue.

Then the sounds began. At first it was that soft shuffling sound. That was followed by a wet crunching. Then dripping water. Followed by more wet crunching. Franklin knew he was being devoured. His heart began to beat wildly. His mind raced trying to find a way to escape. He screamed but there was no sound. His vision began to blur as the crunching noise became more of a slurping sound.

A single tear rolled down his cheek as Franklin Johansen of the Stonekeep city guard was slowly devoured alive.


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