Monksine: So invade the shadowthief stronghold... This should be interesting
Sigrud: Potions... Potions for everyone!. Everyone got their healing potions?
Chaos pope: We should prepare and rest first.
Monksine and Acrowts: Rest is for sissies!
Monksine: Hey! That was my line!
Acrowts: Lets just get moving.
Monksine: I honestly dont need your help! I AM A GOD!
Sigrud: "Scratches her nose.." You want him?
Monksine: yes!...
With the key in their hands. Our group makes their way to Aran Lindvail. Only to be interupted by guardsChaos pope: Ups
Mira: WATCH IT!
Acrowts: Want me to kill him?
Mira: Not yet...
Monksine: How about we kill the guards first?
Monksine: Minor problem guys... Im out of truesights.
Acrowts: WHAT? you waltz into a thief stronghold without your truesight?
Monksine: YAY! LETS DO THIS
Chaos pope: I told you we should have rested!
Monksine: See... that wasnt so bad
Sigrud: Buttoms up on those healing potions people!
Sigrud: You do realise Bodhi said this was an ally right?
Monksine: She did?
Nasal: She did indeed.
Monksine: How am i suposed to remember all these insignificant things!
Monksine: Watch out for traps and ambushes people!
Monksine: Great... Nasal walks right into the trap he is disarming, and our 2 mages get raped right trough Mirror Image. Sigrud also seems a bit on the dead side. BLASTED THIEVES!
Mira: SHUT UP AND KILL THEM!
Monksine: Nasal get to the back you blasted moron, and start killing these blasted thieves
Nasal: Yes SIR!.... ARGH!!!
Monksine: And so died Nasal, Son of Nosedrill...
Mira: Atleast we will have food for a few days now.
Monksine: just help me clean up these thieves....
Monksine: Thank god i brough Rods of resurections. I will need to borrow Acrowts, since mine is running low on charges.
Mira: We should really rest after this.
Monksine: No....
A trap is release and Monksine takes a full frontal blowMonksine: FOR BHAALS SAKE. why did our thief have to die?
Acrowts: Atleast the trap hurts the orcs to...
Sigrud: CHARGE!!!!
Monksine: This is just not a good day... Mira and Acrowts lies on the floor like idiots, And sigrud died to 3 flamearrows in the face.
Chaos pope: We can do this!
Monksine: Like we have a choice....
Monksine: Ok people... Team meeting.... We just used down to 1 charge on Acrowts Rod of Resurection...
Monksine: Therefore... STOP DIEING!
Chaos pope: Maybe if we rested?
Monksine: We are almost done... suck it up!
Acrowts: Still 2 magical swords inthere. I dont have enough power to take them down. We should wait for the to unsummon.
Monksine: Not a chance in hell.... Sigrud. walk in and kite those swords! The rest with me!
And so the shadow thieves of athkatla was destroyed. On the way back to lick their wounds. something unexpected happensValican: Ah mylady. I have returned...
Monksine: Didnt you blow up in 500 different pieces?
Mira: He did. i still got some of them
Sigrud: Eww.....
Valican: If you will mylady. I will once again assist you.
Monksine: Do you know how to stop talking like that?
Valican: Yes?
Monksine: Great... If you dont. I will feed you to Mira....