The Gamers: Dorkness Rising Page #4

You put some good miles between yourself and the town

.. before you camp for the night a few miles outside of West Haven.

Hi.

You know...you're unlike any other woman I've ever met.

Right back at you...

So fast...so strong. Like steel wrapped in silk.

A man could loose himself in those eyes...

A man could, yes. But apparently I must remind you that you are a woman.

Of course I am...

I don't supposed you're interested in a little girl on girl a---

You don't really wanna finish that thought, do you?

I'll take that as a "no".

Good girl.

Tell me minstrel....what do you know of this Mort Kemnon?

He is a servant of death. An enemy of the light.

And that is all I can tell you.

And...the mask of death?

The god of oblivion wore the mask when..

...the creator forged the world.

It is said that whoever wears the mask gains the power of the god he serves.

Then Mort Kemnon has all the powers of death?

How could Therin allow this?

Maybe beyond her control.

Before we left the Hierophant told us that Therin is missing.

Missing?

Trapped.

How could this be?

I have no idea.

Actually, I do!

Bardic knowledge!!

Thank you!

Long ago, young Jack Lightfinger stole beauty from the mermaids.

The lord of the sea was angry and sent his waves to drown jack.

But Jack was too clever. He led the seaking inland..

..stretching out the waves which sucked!

...OUT the seakings power as there was not enough water to drown Jack.

Then Jack trapped the god of the sea in a prison of ice

..and...

Then Jack trapped the god of the sea in a prison of ice

..and...

What's that word?

Ransom.

...and ransomed him back to the merfolk.

Boring!

Interesting, but what exactly does this have to do with Therin?

The only way to trap a deity is in a prison of that gods own element.

Indeed! The four elements...like man alone...are weak.

..but together they form the strong fifth element.

Boredom!

We should go to bed soon. Morning is coming.

We must get our rest if we're to find Mort Kemnon.

And what if I shall find you first?

Abandon this road or die on it!

Save your threats! You have no power here.

As if killing the bard impresses us.

You shall never obtain the mask of death.

We do not fear you.

Then you are greater fools than you appear.

You sound afraid.

You don't believe me? Then come...come and face Drazuul.

And I think we call it there for the night.

What? It's still early.

It's after two.

It's what? I had no idea it was so late.

See? See what happens? You get so into it you loose track of time.

Yeah...it's like surfing the internet for porn..litical commentary.

Nice dodge, Gary.

Thanks! Same time next week?

Ah, can't ... do it here.

We're having a .... turning.

We could do it at my place. I've got plenty of space.

Right on!

If this is about this farmer, I totally thought he was a demon.

That was awesome!

Onward....to waffles!!

WAFFLES!

They did good, so they get waffles.

Glad that I could be of assistance.

Have you kept writing since college?

Ahh... sort of.

What does "sort of" mean?

I don't write as often as I should.

Ah...

I've got the story, I just don't know how to write it.

Try paper....and pencil.

Paper...

Wow... I think...I..

Is it this story that we're playing?

Ehhh... yeah.

Really?

So I'm in your story.

Eh... yeah, yeah.

Never been somebody's story before....IN someone's story.

Well, you know....I guess in a way we're all in a story.

I guess that's true..

No, all I'm saying is that maybe it would be easier..

..if you didn't decide how thing are gonna end before you start.

Eh...

What?

What is wrong with that?

If I don't keep them focused on the story..

..they are just going to run around looting, killing and impregnating my entire world.

I've got to keep them under control.

That's why they don't trust you!

THEY don't trust ME?

No.

They're the one who try to kill people before they have a chance to speak.

They know you don't trust them to play your way

It's why you keep them on such a short leash, it's why you dropped a policeman in the middle...

Paladin...

Whatever.

...to keep tabs on them.

It's no wonder they screw with you.

You're a good enough storyteller to handle whatever they throw at you.

Just let the story evolve...naturally.

The ending might even surprise you.

Alright. I'll...ah...see what I can do.

Alright...you'll do that.

Good night, Kevin.

Good night.

Where the hell did I park?

Hey, Mitch.

Hey.

Did you let the cat in?

We have a cat?

Yeah...time for bed.

Mr. Wample? Are you paying attention?

Oh god, yes!

How many of these do you actually need?

Let me answer that with another question:

Shut up!!

Your boss is a dick!

- Ogre. 29 hitpoints. Dark and light vision

Low reflexes.

Troll.

Weak agains fire and acid.

Stone giant.

Immune to electricity.

That's storm giant!

Morning, Steve.

Morning, Brian.

Morning, Ed.

Morning, captain.

Get him!

What's the purpose of this game again?

Eh...to deliver 10 pizzas before the other ninja.

Ok, that I can deal with.

What's with the pirates?

Everything is better with pirates!

Hi guys.

Hey, Lodge.

Lodge, can I bring in a new character?

Another bard?

What's wrong with Flinn? Besides from....dying?

I permantly loose a level everytime I'm ressurected.

I'm like at 4th level. He's almost not worth playing.

Ok. Point. Yeah sure...if you die go ahead and bring in a new guy.

Thanks, Lodge.

Hello Mr. Kitty. You can't be here.

I believe we left off a few miles outside of Westhaven.

Hey, Mitch.

Everybody make a listen check.

If you succeed you awake to a strange wrestling sound.

A scruffy looking peasant is rumaging through your gear.

I waste him with my crossbow!

This man has stolen from us. He must be punished!

Mercy! Mercy, good sirs!

I'm a woman, you fool!

What do you have against peasants, murderous troll?

Just a general all purpose loathing.

Mercy, good Masters! Please don't kill me.

I'll try and calm him.

# Shut up dear peasant..

# Rest your head..

# Or I will let the sorceress kill your ass dead

Amazingly, the peasant is no longer paniced.

# Or I will let the sorceress kill your ass dead

Amazingly, the peasant is no longer panicked.

Rise! You have nothing to fear.

Forgive me masters. I haven't had anything to eat in days.

Then join us for breakfast.

Bard, firewood!

What is your name, peasant?

Crap....I didn't give him one...ehhh....I'll guess we'll call him...

Willem, my lady.

I live in Westhaven....at least I did until...

Until what?

Mort Kemnon's priests....they....they killed all the others.

I'm the only one left.

Do you know where Mort Kemnon is?

No, my lord. Only the fiend knows that.

The fiend?

Drazuul.

He led the purges.

It's....I rather not speak of it.

Do you know where we can find him? This... Drazuul?

In Westhaven. The centre of town.

But I'm not going back there.

Well, then let us cloth and feed you..

..and send you safely on your way.

Time out!

We do no have enough provisions to feed a nameless NPC.

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