AMS: What can be more important than saving the world 8>)
Job and paycheck and new car, etc.
"So What me Smash Now?"
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Nasty: Behind the door is a 90' long hallway heading east, 20' down and on the northern wall is an orange door, 60' down and on the northern wall is a hallway, at the end of the 90'hallway it turns north.
All: The surfaces of the rooms and corridors are made of jagged green glass.The glass floors, covered with rough bumps and angular projections,make travel difficult. Green glass stalagtites and stalagmites averaging 3'-4' long and a footwide in diameter sprout from the floors and ceilings.
Interspersed among the glass stalagtites are what appear to be several 6' limestome stalagtites.
Nasty: Here are your choices
"Me not like think for myself or think too much. Me Smash everything in the rooms."
He starts systematically destroying everything in his path.
Hey, we crossed over from the mist corridor to the glass corridor.
His chest heaving as sweat pours from his body. He turns to Alissa behind him now.
"Want me to keep going? The door over there smells good. Maybe something to eat there?" drool starts to ooze out of his open mouth now like a Pavlovian dog.
HERE, NASTY. EAT THIS TOOTHPASTE.
Nasty, we will all go in, but you can have the pleasure of opening the door and going in first.
*Stands off to the side.*
Do not eat anything unless one of the party says it is okay.
"What is Toothpaste?" He takes the tube and squeezes it into his mouth bits flying everywhere. "Minty."
It still does not help the horrid stench that emanates from his mouth. Which honestly smells worse than a Troglodyte in mating season.
How about this breath mint!
"Too little, I am afraid. Then again, I can regenerate from the smell, so Nasty's breath is okay."
How about 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 breath mints
Everytime nasty smells something delicious, it leads to danger. Nevermind his breath, start trusting his nose.
*Slaps the wasp on the back of his head*
Knock it off. You're offending the dragon ancestors.
Just sit in the room with him for 5 minutes. He will go insane and hari-kari within 2 minutes.
But using this alias
Hey Alissa!, Hey Hey Alissa! Alissa! Hey Alissa Hey Hey!
"Even I would not eat that spammer he is nastier than me."
A whole week without something trying to kill us. I can live with that.
You sure bout that, young whippersnapper?
"Can I kill and eat something before you leave?"
Looking at you with his best puppy dog eyes. A foul stench emanating from your not extractly certain if it is the drool or the breath.
You sure bout that, young whippersnapper?
Hey, Rog is back. Are you going to be our substitute GM?
And are you supposed to be out of bed?
All: FYI, Me and Mrs Tolkein will be on vacation from may 9th-17th.
Have a safe and fun vacation. Don't forget to take your Nazghull repellent. Don't need flying wraiths spoiling your fun.
"Hope you are going somewhere fun. Have a great time."
Nasty looks at the Orange door and reaches out and opens the door to see what is on the other side.
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Hey Nasty, How did you get uglier all of a sudden?
"NASTY SMASH DOOR !!!!"
Aid another +2
Nasty begins to clear a path through the broken glass for the team leaving his regeneration to heal up any damage he takes from it.
Kill em
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All: Suddenly bursting from the glass are 6 creatures resembling 9' tall skeletons made of sparkling glass fragments. The creatures wield long glass swords which appear to be fused to their hands. Two glass wings sprout from their spines.
Immediately after they rise from the pit, the creatures open their jaws and emit bone chilling screeches that sound like fingernails screeching slate. They beat their glassy wings and begin to soar in the air, zooming towards the party with their swords swinging.
SMASH NOW?
Someone give me a spare mace.
"Smash now."
Acid doesn't do much to glass. Hmmm. Grease on the one at the back, to get it really smeared down.