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My heretical priest is attempting to look herself up on her magical scroll of sins. #morkborg
We& #39;ve encountered a lock that requires an admission of shame. We& #39;re kinda fucked.
She has 2 sins on the scroll. (1 player chosen, 1 GM chosen) She speaks one, and the shame lock clicks. #morkbork
She has 2 sins on the scroll. (1 player chosen, 1 GM chosen) She speaks one, and the shame lock clicks. #morkbork
I& #39;m pretty sure we& #39;ve broken the priest who brought us here. I& #39;m attempting to convert her with absolutely no tact.
We& #39;re past the locks and in the vault. #morkborg
We& #39;re past the locks and in the vault. #morkborg
There is an index! I love an organized treasure hoard. I& #39;m all up on some magical cloak in a fancy case. It& #39;s giving off a crackle of lightning. It totally matches my eyes.
#morkborg
#morkborg
I just picked the lock to the case with a wooden spoon. #morkborg
The GM confirmed I am spectacular and glittery as I shoot lightning bolts out of my eyes and destroy one of the skulls providing illumination in the vault. I now feel like something is watching me. I suggest we leave.
#morkborg
#morkborg
I am now looking for the most sacred looking thing to steal since my comrades have money & books covered.
There is a mummified cat in an uber-locked cage.
#morkborg
There is a mummified cat in an uber-locked cage.
#morkborg
I GOT A CRIT!
The mummy cat is free.
I cuddle it, a fang grazes my collarbone, its eyes roll into view, and it MEWS.
Forever. My love. MY DEATH KITTEH.
#morkborg
The mummy cat is free.
I cuddle it, a fang grazes my collarbone, its eyes roll into view, and it MEWS.
Forever. My love. MY DEATH KITTEH.
#morkborg
The doors to the vault open, and two of the fancy guards of this church are there. There is a flurry of activity.
MOAR LIGHTNING!
Then we run. /end of session
#morkborg
MOAR LIGHTNING!
Then we run. /end of session
#morkborg
