Of Harpies, Headless Ones, Deer and Drocket...
Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2003 4:48 amA headless one happens upon a cool, clear pool of water in the forests between Britain and Skara Brae. He stops to drink of this magnificent gift from the Gods and is instantly trapped in the water! Hearing his plaintive cries, his good friend the harpy comes to his aid but then she too is snared by this fiendish trap! (This raises 2 important questions: if the headless ones are headless, where do they take water in? And where does that funny sound they make come from? Anyway, back to the story...)
After much thrashing and gnashing of teeth, they spot a gentle deer grazing nearby and plead for a rescue. The deer hesitates for fear of the monstrous headless one and the fierce harpy, but relents and attempts to save the pair. Alas, it too falls prey to this seemingly innocent pond and is trapped as well.
Shortly thereafter, the brave and stalwart Mhoram Variol, upstart mage, novice necromancer, almost adept bard and all-around good guy happens by. He has spent much of his early life wandering these same forests, cleansing the wooded areas of the vile fiends that inhabit them to insure safe passage betwixt Britain and Skara Brae.
He has had a good day, so far. On this day he bested both a gargoyle and a reaper, and he feels jolly good about himself. He even successfully cast the advanced spell "polymorph" for the first time this day, achieving both a lovely green tint ALL OVER his body and a tremendous buff of +3! He is about ready to head back to Skara Brae, his home away from the Tower at MoonGlow, when he spots the trapped creatures in the pool.
"A-ha," he thinks to himself, "more phat lewt!" He confidently steps to the edge of the pool and fires a tremendous firebolt at the harpy, but he misses! "This cannot be!" he fumes as he resets the spell and fires again. Unbelievably, he misses a second time! "Some dour magic is afoot if I miss at something as slow as a harpy," he thinks to himself.
He moves away from the pool, into the forest, climbs off his horse and builds a fire, to help him meditate. He glances through his provisions and notices 3 dark purple potions. With a wicked, evil grin, he tosses one to the edge of the pool and backs away. The greater explosion potion detonates, shaking the earth and trees nearby and igniting a huge spire of fire, but the harpy, headless one and deer are all unharmed!
Muttering “Curses!â€
After much thrashing and gnashing of teeth, they spot a gentle deer grazing nearby and plead for a rescue. The deer hesitates for fear of the monstrous headless one and the fierce harpy, but relents and attempts to save the pair. Alas, it too falls prey to this seemingly innocent pond and is trapped as well.
Shortly thereafter, the brave and stalwart Mhoram Variol, upstart mage, novice necromancer, almost adept bard and all-around good guy happens by. He has spent much of his early life wandering these same forests, cleansing the wooded areas of the vile fiends that inhabit them to insure safe passage betwixt Britain and Skara Brae.
He has had a good day, so far. On this day he bested both a gargoyle and a reaper, and he feels jolly good about himself. He even successfully cast the advanced spell "polymorph" for the first time this day, achieving both a lovely green tint ALL OVER his body and a tremendous buff of +3! He is about ready to head back to Skara Brae, his home away from the Tower at MoonGlow, when he spots the trapped creatures in the pool.
"A-ha," he thinks to himself, "more phat lewt!" He confidently steps to the edge of the pool and fires a tremendous firebolt at the harpy, but he misses! "This cannot be!" he fumes as he resets the spell and fires again. Unbelievably, he misses a second time! "Some dour magic is afoot if I miss at something as slow as a harpy," he thinks to himself.
He moves away from the pool, into the forest, climbs off his horse and builds a fire, to help him meditate. He glances through his provisions and notices 3 dark purple potions. With a wicked, evil grin, he tosses one to the edge of the pool and backs away. The greater explosion potion detonates, shaking the earth and trees nearby and igniting a huge spire of fire, but the harpy, headless one and deer are all unharmed!
Muttering “Curses!â€
