A somewhat casual encounter with a bunch of mercenaries led us down a dingy hole of twisty passages, all rotating in the opposite direction. Thanks to the Black Knife Mercenary Company, we now own two of those pink gems, a bunch of lapis lazulis, a swimming cap, some strange orbs and ointments. Add to this the decapitated head of a half giant, Gwinny's new obsession with hands, a new manoeuvre we're calling, "The Wookie Doo" and it's just another day in the life of Bards! Bards! Bards!
Did I mention we totally rocked it at the 7 Canarys Inn gig? So much so we've got 4 more booked and this doesn't even include the Fire Spyre one! W000t!
Tone deaf Half Orc on Bass Viol de Gamba "Can I skin that?" | 6-string Appalachian Dulcimerist Superstar "What have I become?!" | Dwarven Tabor Drummer "The dwaf wiw not betway you." |
Rogue Band Manager "Sign here, please." | A bit of context: 5 people meet once a month for a game of D&D. These are our "adventures". | Dungeon Master Extraordinaire "This dice is cursed!" |