After seeing this, the threat of a beholder will never be the same. * grins *
The same goes for sons, by the way.
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When dice have a mind of their own,
though the possibility is known,
still last weekend was absurd
and with death did we flirt.
The wench, courageous and undaunted,
with her fiery flail she flaunted
only to be put in place
her cleric level back to base
when quth-maren gazed into eyes
his will empowered through the dice.
In cowering fright on floor she crawled
and shivering with eyes red, she bawled
until her siblings saved her ass
and brought her back to mighty class
Then from the corner a new beast stirs
and yet another fight is hers.
A hellish spider from the abyss
bit her straight back into paralysis.
A second rescue attempt was made
lucky for her the fiend took bait.
The wizard, fighter and the scout
dragged her, found a safe way out.
And from the dungeon they fled in shame
just in case a dragon came.