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Fiend-- Week 20
DAY ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FOUR: I learned something today, and fortunately it wasn’t the sort of learning that involved blood loss. Although a visit to the nurse would be nice. Anyway, when dealing with the undead, never use gender specific pronouns. Even though that’s a bit tricky, better just not say anything. Life’s safer that way!
DAY ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FIVE: I ended up having to see the nurse anyway. All I had to do was not see the gelatinous cube. In retrospect, I should have thought it was odd that a suit of armor was just floating in thin air. But really, what is odd in this line of work?
DAY ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SIX: More trouble with the cube, but at least this time it was trying to eat an iron golem. I’m sure if those things could get angry it would be. On the bright side Death-Metal’s never looked shinier! We should wax him now too or maybe give him some chrome edging and a flaming paint job. Hmmm...
DAY ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-NINE: Turns out eating the Wyvern Queen’s pet Bhir was the last straw, and the cube’s been rejected by the horde, but we still found a way to have it serve us. Hee hee hee... Oh if I wasn’t chaotic neutral I might feel bad about this, but fortunately, it’s really funny!
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