D&D Week 20 Part 2: Driders in the storm
When last we left our party, we were in a lift, headed down to a room where our three rescued Dwarves were going to fix some machinery for us.
GM Vaschon: Your party begins to descend and sees a very large machine room.
Val: is there a small man behind a curtain?
GM Vaschon: The room itself is 80′ x 80′ and filled with pumps and other gears. What a great place for an ambush. Your party is roughly 30′ from the ground.
Palin: Okay, I should say up front that both Vaeldriil and I are totally wiped. If a ginormous combat starts up, I don’t know about her, but I’m definitely going to have to call it a night. So we can start fresh with a massacre the next week.
GM Vaschon: Your party arrives at the machine room. The door opens and you are greeted by 5 drow elves.
Torkal: HOLY SON OF A
Veracity: …..
Palin: You are f****** kidding me.
Aleanghi: Oh for the love of…
Veracity: “Run away! Run away!”