Loot from a Balor
The balor lies at the center of a ring of scorched ground, motionless. Handling the...
The balor lies at the center of a ring of scorched ground, motionless. Handling the...
Fiend, Item, Magic item, Monster, Potion, Treasure, Underplane
Warily approaching the epicenter of its explosive demise, you examine the balor’s...
The towering fiend laughs as the guards surround it, poking at its scarred, red flesh....
Your adversary smirks as you question them, a sickening, infuriating expression that...
“I’m not sure the protein in your flesh would agree with me—but the more you talk...
“Such arrogance from such fragile… gooey… forms. In a way, I admire your heart,...
My body dips and dives like a dancing serpent as I taunt my foe, goading them into making...
My muscles twist and bulge as I drive the [weapon] forward, my face frozen in a...
Dropping into a low crouch I taunt my opponent, goading them with imagined...
A game of chicken. As my opponent makes ready to attack, I crook the [weapon] in...