Our party's path was blocked by many blink hounds, they stopped the drider from crossing bounds

Our dear bard convinced them to give her a chance, his skills are in speech not just in dance

while our drider's intentions are as clear as mud, she had to prove her good or quickly loose her blood

Passing that trial they found a monster hunter, luckily the people with him were not a few feet under

In the morn they shall return the injured to town, but in the night shall it all come crashing down?


5/26/2020