Soul Menhir's Spawn Party (warning: large images!)
Posted: 05 Jan 2010, 07:48
I was as surprised as the rest upon learning today that Soul Menhir had been elected the new GM. However, this quickly subsided when he notified us via a Global Announcement that he was holding a mega spawn-party in Nivalis!
Gallantly, we hurried to the snow lands and tried to save the city from the plague of slimes, undead and Logheads that ravaged its noble streets:

Bearing my heroic sword, the incredible setzer known as Quickslash, I rushed into the battle and added my expertise to the fray:

Then, horror of horrors, the other noble, heroic, incredible warrior, Freeyorp, was slain by the oncoming armies. He will be remembered:

Seeing my comrade lying dead upon the ground, I decided to act; quickly, I drew out my heroic sword - the setzer known as Quickslash - I held it high and screamed: "DIIIIEEE!" as I was wont to do in times of war.
Lunging at the terrible slimes, I slew them one by one, and their carcasses lay strewn across the battlefield before me; I fell once, but rose again; waving my heroic setzer Quickslash above my head, I leapt once more, and slew near half of them; but more remained.
Yelling again my terrible battlecry, striking fear into the hearts of my enemies, and trying in vain to avoid the bodies of my fallen comrades - I slew the last of them, the Slime-King Rudolph.
The battle was won.

Gallantly, we hurried to the snow lands and tried to save the city from the plague of slimes, undead and Logheads that ravaged its noble streets:

Bearing my heroic sword, the incredible setzer known as Quickslash, I rushed into the battle and added my expertise to the fray:

Then, horror of horrors, the other noble, heroic, incredible warrior, Freeyorp, was slain by the oncoming armies. He will be remembered:

Seeing my comrade lying dead upon the ground, I decided to act; quickly, I drew out my heroic sword - the setzer known as Quickslash - I held it high and screamed: "DIIIIEEE!" as I was wont to do in times of war.
Lunging at the terrible slimes, I slew them one by one, and their carcasses lay strewn across the battlefield before me; I fell once, but rose again; waving my heroic setzer Quickslash above my head, I leapt once more, and slew near half of them; but more remained.
Yelling again my terrible battlecry, striking fear into the hearts of my enemies, and trying in vain to avoid the bodies of my fallen comrades - I slew the last of them, the Slime-King Rudolph.
The battle was won.

