The necromancer Minufir showed his new e-reader to Lucifen, “All of my dark spells in here now. Much easier.”
Lucifen grunted. “I dunno, there’s just something about the smell of mummified skin pages and the sound of anguished wails from a newly cursed tome that can’t be beat.”
Spinax pleaded with his skeletal wife as she furiously packed her body bag. “I can explain!”
“Really? You were watching HUMAN porn! They're centuries younger than you! I’ll be at my sister’s mausoleum. I don't know how you can be undead with yourself.” She clattered out the door.
The dragon roared as it took to the air, where its might would truly be known. Suddenly, though, it flew in a loop and took to the ground, instead. Ah, the ground: a dragons true killing field. That's when the beast did a twirl and took to the river. Oh boy, now we're talking...
“Is that.. the mystical sword, Val-mir?” asked Li’thmil.
The Ranger lifted his weapon. “That it is, elf.” The blade glistened in the morning light, a single gem on the pommel shone with an otherworldly glow.
Li’thmil saw a Megadeth sticker on the blade. “Badass,” he whispered.
Haha it's Talk Like A Pirate Day. "I work directly for the British Empire, and I attack civilian targets as part of a larger British policy of theft from other nations." Haha!
Today’s prompts were water and angry. For context the umbrella yesterday is a magic item from our Pathfinder game that, when opened, would summon a rain cloud over our ranger.
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Fell down at the end of Smaugust, in my defense I started a new job on Monday so there has been some stress. But I’m continuing with Sketchtember. This is actually yesterday’s prompts, leaves and happy. I’ll try to get to today’s later
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