Brett_Bullion

The Forge: Stuck

Added 2021-02-03 15:00:04 +0000 UTC

It had been a day... a long day. Poor Micah had almost lost a leg (our alchemist Paldra’s fault), our rogue had gone missing (a bottomless pit’s fault), and our blessed priestess Bethel keeps falling in and out of consciousness (arguably my fault). And to top it all off we are stuck on the other side of a door from one very pissed off crocodile, bear, monstrosity... thing.

I was starting to regret my decision to tag along on this adventure. Kuvra had warned me that there were much worse monsters down here than him but well I never really considered Kuvra that bad of a monster, or really even a monster at all. Sure he’s part man, part bull, and could rip me in half like I might tear apart a loaf of bread but I’d never seen any of that hostility in him. He was inquisitive, patient, and a rather skilled blacksmith; nothing like a monster.

The grinding of mad claws and a treacherous, gurgling howl beat back against the door once more. Nothing like that, I thought.

Back before we started this foolish descent, I had briefly visited Kuvra’s forge in order to gain what valuable insights he might have on the dungeons below. In usual fashion he gave me a gift. I say gift, but really Kuvra just wants to know what the magic items he restores actually do. He could be giving me an explosive rune, ready to detonate and just not know it. I was one of his guinea pigs as it were but I was a rather willing guinea pig to be fair. Most of his magical trinkets had helped me out of one scrape or another, maybe this one could as well. He had presented me with three options.