04-16-2014, 05:47 PM
You wade through the wine towards the spot where the body fell, while your companions walk towards the stone steps, nauseated by the pungent odour in the cellar. As you peer down the murky depths an arm shoots up from the wine and grabs your leg. Caught off balance, you tumble head first into the dark liquid. A moment later the creature is on top of you, its hands grabbing your neck and keeping you down. The wine closes over your head before you can say a word.
[6+6]
You struggle with all your strength, but you realize that you are chocking to death [lose 4 STAMINA].
In that moment, your companions hit the Wretch hard and pick you up from the wine. You feel extremely poorly while they carry you and race up the steps, managing to go through the trapdoor before your pursuer can lay a hand on you. Hastily, Grumm wedges the cask back over the trapdoor to prevent the creature escaping, while muttering something about avoiding the wine for the rest of his life.
An instant later, the slow, relentless pounding begins once more.
You lay on the floor and cough out the vinegary wine for a long time, deeply shaken.
[6+6]
You struggle with all your strength, but you realize that you are chocking to death [lose 4 STAMINA].
In that moment, your companions hit the Wretch hard and pick you up from the wine. You feel extremely poorly while they carry you and race up the steps, managing to go through the trapdoor before your pursuer can lay a hand on you. Hastily, Grumm wedges the cask back over the trapdoor to prevent the creature escaping, while muttering something about avoiding the wine for the rest of his life.
An instant later, the slow, relentless pounding begins once more.
You lay on the floor and cough out the vinegary wine for a long time, deeply shaken.
He's a real Nowhere man, sitting in his Nowhere land,
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.
making all his Nowhere plans for Nobody.