Tuesday, August 5
Vengeance in Freeport: Part 9 – Main Floor
A giant robed figure lumbered stiffly from the shadows as Kham landed on his feet.
The greenish haze from the nearest torch allowed a quick glimpse inside its hood. The ghastly visage that greeted Kham’s hasty glance made him wish he hadn’t bothered: beneath the hood was half a human and half an orc face stitched together crosswise running from one ear across the top lip and ending at the jawbone.
It advanced towards him with a guttural moan.
“Ah crap,” muttered Kham. He turned and sliced the rope with his scimitar. He shouted up towards Dril, whose head was a mere silhouette above. “I’m opening the door!”
A meaty fist pulverized the ground where Kham had landed. He jogged backwards and then spun to sprint towards the double doors.
There was a groan to his right.
“How many golems does this guy have?”
His answer came in the form of another fist barely missing his head. [MORE]
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