Serpentine Mummy Lord
Dry scales scrape against stone as the serpentine mummy rises from its tomb, its ragged...
Dry scales scrape against stone as the serpentine mummy rises from its tomb, its ragged...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
Precision is poetry. My actions ooze rhythm, each step an iamb. I position my...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
Sly as a Naga, I slip around my foe and let the shenanigans begin—jabbing at them with...
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 watch with a viper's slitted eyes, snapping into action at the instant of the perfect...
“I paid for a soft bed in a clean room,” says a stern halfling, clapping her hands...
Cartographer, Clothes, Halfling, Inn, Request, Vermin, Yuan-ti