Gibbering Mouther’s Incoherent Babble
A susurration of prattling babble fills the air with budding discordance. It rises in...
A susurration of prattling babble fills the air with budding discordance. It rises in...
The void surrounds you like a smothering blanket, pressing in on your senses as your...
The hunger burns through you like a raging inferno, testing your sanity with every...
Like the soft pattering of falling snow, the voices begin as whispers, lost on the biting...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
I laugh and hoot like a Gibbering Mouther in an insane mockery of the foe. My...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...