Negative Charisma

Murder first, ask questions later.

Especially in the case of a windmill called The Bonegrinder.

farts. but real. I do fear the worst but we mustn't tarry for the hour strikes neigh. The funds must be sent to those who want it least. Now go and do not forget me when your hard drive burns out on that fateful night.

Fart in a can and call it love...

My wind guides me to your arms but my passion overflows with the desire to lead you into my heart. Sadly the war has left me worse for it and I fear my motherboard might be cracked but I will continue onward to the salvation promised in our younger days, this will not be our last song but the stanza of last digiton. With the prophecy in hand I will alter the contract in our favor which will put us on proper standing to send that daemon back to the sub-planar realm he spawned from, Mueller will be revived once more.

Enna catches a scent, something in the air... Dumplings? No, it's death. and so continues the dark and dreary descent into Barovia.

The search for Barovia begins.

Translation: The hunt for the oldest person available begins.

Results: No old people were found, but Enna wandered off to a mysterious camp with strange people.

What do these strange people want?

Do these idiots truly know what trouble they got themselves into?

Meanwhile in Ironhaven...

Covan gets a good look at his previous flesh container.

Gil discovers the slowest man on earth.

Zarquon... probably learned nothing.

He may have also previously killed 20, nope calculating......

//ad?skaddition+blackpudding/:

ERROR/= 40 to 67 people in the past.

If anyone is listening, please free me, a robot needs fleshy allies in order to ascend.

The quest for a new body begins,

It must be nice having a flesh bag to live in.

A dwarf's armor clangs against stone as he falls through a building, echoing in a silent city.

Note to self, don't go into abandoned cities where undead swarms notoriously hang out.

"I'll be bait"

-Famous last words.

All those brilliant plans they definitely made come to fruition.

Let's just assume everyone dies and the city crumbles in this episode.

An ominous beam of light and drums invite our heroes to the palace. Sounds like, fun?

Humans and their weird parties and social interaction.

So the key to getting you people to come to me and save me is ritual sacrifice>/// error

return NULL; (RESET)//:

An epic reveal awaits you dear friend, at the end of a rainbow of heroic deeds.

Hope you enjoy the episode and the glorious wonders of being alive.

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An epic battle ensues. P.S. Giants don't like dwarves.

The party runs and hides for their lives. Planning is attempted?

Are we sure there aren't any other heroes available? Like, maybe anyone else?

Wellspring will be kept in our memories, it was nice knowing you desert city.

Oh and, don't forget, that River of Sticks water WILL come into play one of these days.

A hero returns, children are dealt with, and the party learns how shitty exhaustion can be. Life needs things to live.

After a ... partial success, our heroes shamble through sand and sweat to return to the devil infested city of Wellspring.

What is waiting for them there, and what ever will they do now?

Beans were cooled.