in a iron coffin filled with leeches and sank it down a 300ft"
thousand gallons of crazy glue. Then they continued with the experiment code named
in their secret chambers listening to Mozart and cutting up lines of crytsal
mock us. We are more intelligent you are beneath our noses and are"
but worms. Assassins flowed into the room beneath the honeymoon suite of room
and hummed soft to her self. The assassin's had finished their work.Hammering
came from the basement of the Inn of the Sea serpent. Through the
t-virus infested graveyards full of lions and tigers and bears Oh My, skipping
to the beat of a monkey conducted orchestra of only cymbals and carillons.
While a naked mime is whipped with chainsaw blades by a gorilla robot
'We'll have to find another inn, the innkeeper here has got issues". Strolling
through the streets, they came upon a group of very attractive drow harlots
"You boys wanna play a game?" said the harlot with a spider in
From across the street the beholder pimp Diamonds Leroy saw what was going
and crack some skulls." Diamond Leroy floated across the street slowly, towing behind
. "Wutch you harlots doing on Jezebel Logue's corner?" Diamond asked.
"She's sucking a
couple of clueless berks into her latest devious scheme in the Outlands," the
drow with the purty mouth looked in horror as the street was suddenly
awash in the lustful purple glow of the Beholder's 18 inch lovestalk. Everyone
was freakin out. The gnome assassin Zarkoth "the Deathdealer" Greentree moved from the
better. The Drunkship of Lanterns had arrived at port. The merchant lord
Talgarth Wolfhunter was the first to greet the crew of the Lanterns. He
was a known slaver of brownies, and a cruel hearted man feared for
collection methods and his ability to sour milk by touch. Everyone at the
merchant lord. He passed gas as he carried his rotund form to the
in the seven seas these bastards scullywags have brought to me?" Do I
as scullywugs thrive near a brothel east of Sasserine in village near a
hell. The smell of bacon carried on the wind. Shrills of turkeys burning