the-dump

“Sure thing”

"You will soon learn, comrade."

“Do you guys worship that serpent?”

"No serpent no, the green dragon."

“Ok.. so.. it captured you, yes?”

"We sought guidance, comrade. A purpose in life. Do you not seek the same?"

“No”

“I’m content just wandering”

“So.. can I just... leave then?”

This conversation echoes in your mind.

I remembered that

But I didn’t say that I actually was looking for a purpose

fuck

so uh

My question

The cat is now standing over your face.

Oh, go ahead

I already asked it

it’s behind the image

One of the prisoners chuckles.

“Ah, so we are slaves?”

“Wonderful”

"No comrade, from this point forward you will be on your path to freedom."

“I don’t want whatever you guys are selling”

"Sometimes, the mind withholds one's true desires..."

“Shut the fuck up, you sound like that stupid ass snake”

The two prisoners back away into the darkness smiling.

cool

The cat poofs away.

I’m going to sit down

And?

and think about how fucked I am

Give me a roll for morale

/r d20

@Rusp: d20 = (20) = 20

Holy

that’s not right

Well

You close your eyes

"My son....where there is light, there is hope!"

Can I speak back

Sure

“There isn’t any light down there”

"Ah, but there is. We are celestials. Within each and everyone one of us, there exists a light that can never be quenched!"

You see a light begin pouring our of your hand.

It is the spell, daylight.

Which every aasimar gets to cast

How silly of you to forget

all it does is make light

right

Sure

tfw ded

internet bad

So

I can make light

that’s cool

doesn’t help me

Fucking

That's not what frodo said

I wouldn’t know

I guess I’ll light shit up

"I see you have doubts. But remember that the light of the gods shines down on you, always."

The angel disappears.

You receive a +2 morale bonus to attacks and skill checks.

alright

You awake, and the cave wall begins rumbling.

A section of the stone begins sliding down into the ground. An arched doorway appears in its place.

"LINE UP!"

/r 6d20

@Gent: 6d20 = (13+12+18+6+5+20) = 74

/r 6d20

@Gent: 6d20 = (12+14+10+20+15+13) = 84

Fucking geniuses

A bald man wearing long flowing golden robes walks out before you all.

gay

Warden: "Hmph. I assume you two have initiated this lot? They should know well about who to follow."

Cultist #1: "Yes comrade. All have been informed."

“What was I supposed to be informed of”

Warden: "Not to speak out of turn, for one!"