08-30-2015, 06:02 PM
The Rock Hard Delvers adventuring companions neared the ancient ruins. Their ill treated wagon creaked to a halt and Smitty and Dave jumped down and began to once again pull out all the chisels and hammers.
From the wagon a old white bearded dwarf clad in plate turned to a young looking elven wizard dressed in blue.
"We have been at this all day Snarviffile, do you really think this is going to fool the Afridhi?"
" I'm a Wizard Hoil, leave the heavy mental lifting to me, ok? Afridhi have a terrible sense of direction to begin with. Misdirecting them with these millage markers will have them running all over the far reaches of Blackmoor and give the defenders tons of extra time."
From the wagon a old white bearded dwarf clad in plate turned to a young looking elven wizard dressed in blue.
"We have been at this all day Snarviffile, do you really think this is going to fool the Afridhi?"
" I'm a Wizard Hoil, leave the heavy mental lifting to me, ok? Afridhi have a terrible sense of direction to begin with. Misdirecting them with these millage markers will have them running all over the far reaches of Blackmoor and give the defenders tons of extra time."