"Deat JB" Mailbag #46
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*This one is just so, soooo...aaaargGH!*
*Dear JB:*
*My DM won't run combat.*
*I know, I know. "Just talk to your DM or get a new one"*
*But how odd is ...
21 hours ago
It is cramped in the hallway which slopes downward with a slight grade. The air is rank with mold and filth and there are groans, shrieks, and a dull grinding hum which fills your ears. The walls about you seem to vibrate as if a great machine churns maddeningly far below these halls with purposeful alien energies. You step forward into a cavernous expanse which your torchlight cannot fully illuminate. Ok everybody, roll a saving throw...
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