The dark mass oozes through the claw and wraps itself more fully around her other arm, sucking her down and into the tormented nightmare of pain at it's core. The screams of long dead souls echo briefly in her ears before a roaring blaze overtakes.
***
Wow. So that happened. Achelle and Nih decided to go to N'Rolav Dundee (the one to the south) and talk before we called it a night. What followed was an event that was disturbing in every way possible and I absolutely loved it! Not sure which admin is responsible for that amazing death and character awareness, but it was fun!
Both characters had amazing deaths and I'm both proud and ashamed to say that for the first time in 5+ years...one of my characters (in any game) died to a blob. A creepy, taunting, laughing blob.
*clicks "save" on the notepad of the event.*
Oh! And a quick thanks to Zanaan for attempting to save my cleric. He was fashionably late, unfortunately -- but still fashionable.