| Dungeon Master Dad |
The door breaks free of its hinges and falls back.
Inside, the hut is dank, reeking and filled with shadows. Haphazard shelves line the walls, covered with all kinds of clay jugs, clouded bottles, strangely cut rocks, rotted bunches of herbs, and other assorted weird stuff.
Right in the middle of the hut's single room is a rusty iron cauldron about five feet in diameter and three feet tall, its ash-covered surface covered in pictures of capering fiends and grinning devils.
Against the far wall stands a tall chair, made of wicker, tusks of a giant beast and thousands of human teeth. In the chair sits a corpse wrapped in filthy burial linens, padded with herbs and sprouting fungus.
| Dungeon Master Dad |
You hear a loud thump and scrape behind you. When you turn around you see that the big cauldron is moving quickly, running on it's stubby legs, its mouth gaping. The big mouth tries to bite Vartan, who doges away, knocking over some of the stuff on the shelves.
Surprise round is over. Initiative rolls guys
Vartan: 20
Cauldron: 6
| Vartan |
Vartan pulls out his longsword and takes a cut at the cauldron.
Longsword attack (1d20+6=20)
Longsword damage (1d8+2=7)
He then sidesteps 5 feet toward the door.