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In yet another all-fired rush today because sleep is for the weak. There was so much shit I meant to do upon waking that I just... didn't and. Ugh. Whatevs, JURASSIC PARK 3D TONIGHT~
You gently prise the lid off the box, but as you do so, a yellow gas escapes and envelops your face.
This sounds like a job for... ULTRA GLAMOROUS NOSE FILTERS!!!
The gas is toxic and your eyes start to water. You hold your breath long enough to find the Nose Filters and slip them into place inside your nostrils. You inhale tentatively, but all is well. After a while, the gas cloud around your face fades away. You put the silver box into your backpack and leave the cave to continue your quest northwards.
Walking along the path, you do not notice a rope noose hidden beneath some fallen leaves ahead of you. Your foot catches in the noose and suddenly you are hauled into the air by the rope which is tied to a sprung tree. In a second you are hanging upside down, suspended by your trapped foot.
Luck roll! Which, by some ridiculous fluke because your Luck score actually kicks ass, you fucking fail.
Your sword slips from its scabbard and drops to the ground, leaving you dangling helplessly.
You curse as you wonder who set this infernal trap. After ten minutes you hear footsteps and begin to panic, making frantic swaying movements in the air trying to free your foot from the noose. Then a small boy dressed in green leather shorts and green shirt appears. He is chewing on what looks like a chicken bone. He walks underneath you, looks up and smiles, saying, 'Ha, ha, somebody's caught in the Ogre's tree trap.' You ask him politely to pass you your sword.
'That will cost you 5 Gold Pieces - or perhaps you have a nice magical item for me?' he says, eyes widening.
You are in no position to argue and must give the boy the gold or one of your magical items (if you have any).
Little jackass. At least you've got the cash.
The small boy then passes you your sword and runs away down the path. You cut the rope holding your foot and fall heavily to the ground. You get to your feet and brush the dirt from your clothes.
You notice a knotted vine hanging down to the ground from a tree on your left. You look up and see a roughly made tree house amid the branches.
You gently prise the lid off the box, but as you do so, a yellow gas escapes and envelops your face.
This sounds like a job for... ULTRA GLAMOROUS NOSE FILTERS!!!
The gas is toxic and your eyes start to water. You hold your breath long enough to find the Nose Filters and slip them into place inside your nostrils. You inhale tentatively, but all is well. After a while, the gas cloud around your face fades away. You put the silver box into your backpack and leave the cave to continue your quest northwards.
Walking along the path, you do not notice a rope noose hidden beneath some fallen leaves ahead of you. Your foot catches in the noose and suddenly you are hauled into the air by the rope which is tied to a sprung tree. In a second you are hanging upside down, suspended by your trapped foot.
Luck roll! Which, by some ridiculous fluke because your Luck score actually kicks ass, you fucking fail.
Your sword slips from its scabbard and drops to the ground, leaving you dangling helplessly.
You curse as you wonder who set this infernal trap. After ten minutes you hear footsteps and begin to panic, making frantic swaying movements in the air trying to free your foot from the noose. Then a small boy dressed in green leather shorts and green shirt appears. He is chewing on what looks like a chicken bone. He walks underneath you, looks up and smiles, saying, 'Ha, ha, somebody's caught in the Ogre's tree trap.' You ask him politely to pass you your sword.
'That will cost you 5 Gold Pieces - or perhaps you have a nice magical item for me?' he says, eyes widening.
You are in no position to argue and must give the boy the gold or one of your magical items (if you have any).
Little jackass. At least you've got the cash.
The small boy then passes you your sword and runs away down the path. You cut the rope holding your foot and fall heavily to the ground. You get to your feet and brush the dirt from your clothes.
You notice a knotted vine hanging down to the ground from a tree on your left. You look up and see a roughly made tree house amid the branches.
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