Adventure took place November 22, 1999

The party heads out, nabs a bear for food and finds an entourage leading them to a run down village, plus a stronghold looking over it.

DMaster: PLUG: M’Lord? What?
Giving you a concerned look.

Vulcuran: VUL: I have questions that need answers, and if we can get a little more help, then I have to take the risk. If I don’t come back within a few hours, come for me at the stronghold.

DMaster: He raises his eyebrow. Walks to you. Leaning into you, quietly.
PLUG: Ok, Vulc, I know how you can get around beautiful women, just don’t do anything stupid, ok?

Vulcuran: VUL: Who me?
Giving him a look.
VUL: I am counting on you for backup. If you don’t feel safe, send Issac and Krinus together so you can protect the group.

DMaster: He tries to suppress a yawn. He nods to you. You head out and walk down the path towards the stronghold. It is fairly quiet, seems like everyone is in for the night. Everyone’s door seems to be reinforced and windows double barred for some.

Vulcuran: I will keep my senses sharp, make sure that I am not being followed or anything.

DMaster: You are keeping a close look out, walking and you hear a whisper in your ear;

“I will open the door for you…”

Vulcuran: Say quietly, “Okay?”
Looking around, raised eyebrow.

DMaster: You continue to walk, and in the corner of your eye you see movement.

Vulcuran: I will look that way, hand on sword

DMaster: You were not sure but it is like someone ducked into the shadows real quick.

Vulcuran: Damn, I’m being followed. I will keep moving along and stay sharp, keep my hand near my sword

DMaster: You sense movement once in a while and eyes on you, but nothing to the point of “danger.” The place is pretty run down. As you get closer to the stronghold, the better and bigger the housing looks. A few merchant shops but for the most part, everything looks like it is “slummy” for lack of better terms. The closer you get to the castle, the less you sense anything.

Vulcuran: keep going until I get to the door to the stronghold

DMaster: Eventually you arrive at the same gates that slowly open again. Moving past that, through them, the giant double doors to the stronghold slowly open. You fully expect to see someone there opening them but you do not.

Vulcuran: VUL: That’s creepy
I will slowly walk in. Once inside I will look around and see what I see.

DMaster: As soon as you get far enough in, the doors close slowly and quietly.

Vulcuran: Shake my head, creepy again, I am gonna stay alert. But hey, Creepy ain’t a crime.

DMaster: The entrance is barren from decorations for the most part, smooth stone walls, a few minor cracks here and there. A few torch sconce that are not lit, and another set of double doors directly in front which is facing west, the best you can guess. It is the same as you have seen it before with Plugr. Just to the right of the doors, is a stone staircase leading up to a balcony / 2nd floor. To the north and south are large round topped doors. The one on the north wall is open, the one on the south wall is closed. As you are looking around, someone pops out of the northern doorway.

Vulcuran: look to see who it is

DMaster: The butler, he stands there looking at you.

Vulcuran: VUL: Hello again.

DMaster: BUT: Greetings, please follow me, our mistress is waiting.
He beckons you on through the northern door.

Vulcuran: Follow him. I will keep track of what the room looks like just in case I have to escape

DMaster: You follow him into another separate room. It is roughly 30ft wide and about 70ft long. To the west is a glass wall that stretches upwards to take over half the ceiling. You can see the night sky. To the east is some gardening supplies, a shovel and a ho. From what you can see, above you they have plants, bushes and flowers.

Vulcuran: Keep looking as we go along
VUL: This is a nice garden you have here.

DMaster: BUTLER: Its my hobby, thank you very much
He smiles at you as you two leisurely stroll across the room.

Vulcuran: Well plants are kinda a hobby of mine too

DMaster: The Butler stops… gives you a look.
BUTLER: Really? Can you take a look at something if you don’t mind?

Vulcuran: I stop too, smile.
VUL: I don’t mind, sure.

DMaster: he takes you up some wooden stairs located on the east wall. Getting to this level, through the glass you can see the whole town, from what you can imagine, its really dark. A few lights still on here and there but for the most part, it seems the little village is asleep. There are beautiful flowers in the first 10-15 feet, then a full, lush tree. You are walking around many different bushes, flowers and plants, including herb like sprouts, rounding off the whole garden.

Vulcuran: Looking at everything,
VUL: what am I supposed to be looking at?

DMaster: BUT: over here.
He directs you over to the corner where this vine is growing but doesn’t look too well. They are golden leaves sitting on a woody branch like vine

Vulcuran: I will carefully take a look

DMaster: You recognize the plant right away, its called an “Oede.” One leaf is worth 50 gold. You know that it requires a certain type of dirt and very precise watering schedule.

Vulcuran: I look to see what is wrong with it.
VUL: Yes, you need much more rich soil, the closer to a water source the better for the dirt. You should only water it at night, it does not grow well when it receives water during the day.

DMaster: His eyes get big. He has pulled out some parchment and is jotting this down.
BUTLER: Thank you very much, I did not know this.
He gets a big smile on his face.

Vulcuran: VUL: well it’s my pleasure, to help a plant survive.

DMaster: He is all giddy, he gets up and starts down the stairs
BUT: I will take you to my mistress.

Vulcuran: VUL: Thank You, what is your name by the way?

DMaster: TIM: Timon, M’Lord. and your name is Vulcuran, Duke of Camerondale .

Vulcuran: VUL: Interesting. I feel that I have a name tag on my forehead or something.
Give him a look, scoff a little.

DMaster: Timon just smiles and takes you around the corner into a different part of the Stronghold.
TIM: Mistress told me your name.
He takes you back down, then towards the north again and it winds to the east. Then Timon takes you through another door that leads out into a courtyard. You walk across 70-80 feet to get to another door, what appears to be the main chambers to the Stronghold.

Vulcuran: keep looking around, making sure I am mentally mapping the area in case I need to get away.

DMaster: You enter the next building and its a huge open space, at least a 40 feet ceiling. It is wonderfully decorated, and much brighter. Candelabra hanging from the ceiling, tables with flowers on them, and tapestries lining the walls. There is a giant spiral-like staircase leading up to a balcony like the 2nd floor on the east wall. Doors also adorn the east wall farther down.

Vulcuran: I will keep my senses sharp and focused, keep following Timon

DMaster: Timon stops suddenly. Smiles, and nods his head. Turn to you, bow a little.
TIMON: M’Lord, enjoy your stay. Good night

Vulcuran: I will stop and look around myself
VUL: Thank You?

DMaster: He has already left. Like a whisper in the night. It is very quiet, so much so, it kind of hurts your ears.

Vulcuran: I will go to the staircase. I will listen for noises.

DMaster: DM: The “it’s very quiet” should give you a clue that there are no noises.

Vulcuran: TODD: Get bent.
I will go up the staircase, look around when I get to the top

DMaster: You go up the stairs. Reaching the top, to the north is a passageway with numerous doors. While the south stretches the balcony of sorts overlooking this entrance way.

Vulcuran: I will go to the balcony first

DMaster: It is a balcony that spans roughly 40-50ft. You walk a bit, and realize there is nothing here but railings.

Vulcuran: I will go back and take the passageway. Keep my senses sharp and my hand near my sword

DMaster: You start down the passageway and you feel your footsteps get harder to take. Each step is becoming a burden. You are getting a bit dizzy and your vision blurred.

Vulcuran: Stay focused and keep moving

DMaster: Now it is almost painful. You can barely take a step, and you feel like you are going to pass out.

Vulcuran: Keep moving carefully

DMaster: You have to stop, and it almost feels like something is going to push you over. You have to grab onto the wall to not pass out. So dizzy and blurry.

Vulcuran: keep going at a turtle’s pace

DMaster: It overwhelms you. You try to go one more step and you collapse. It almost hurts to open your eyes.

Vulcuran: See what I can see.

DMaster: Tears. You are practically crying now. An invisible power is pushing down on you. Your face and eyes feel like you are in a vat of cut and diced onions. Tears flowing.

Vulcuran: keep looking and feeling

DMaster: Really? Fine. Everything goes black.

Vulcuran: okay, I wait it out

DMaster: You wake up, a heap on the floor, just outside the corridor at the cusp of the stairway.

Vulcuran: Wow, this is not cool. I will stand and stay put. For a bit and try again.

DMaster: DM: Condensing. It wasn’t registering with him that there is a protective ward here. Like, really not getting it. Remove the walk forward, walk back. He was not going to get down this corridor. Eventually…

Vulcuran: I will head back down the stairs. I will look around when I get to the bottom

DMaster: You are standing in the well decorated entrance and you can hear a disembodied female voice
VOICE: Welcome to my home, nosy one.

Vulcuran: Looking around, hand near sword.
VUL: Hello? Mistress?

DMaster: A noise behind you makes you snap your head to that location. Right behind you is the woman.
WOMAN: Aren’t we curious? Stubborn to boot.

Vulcuran: VUL: Yes. My apologies.

DMaster: WOMAN: That is quite alright, follow me.
She has a jeweled mask of sorts on. Her radiant blue eyes beaming. She is in a darker gold and black silky outfit that looks like a robe but flows more like a dress. Her brownish / red hair flowing as she walks. You catch a whiff, and she smells amazing.

Vulcuran: I will follow her

DMaster: She takes you around the other side of the stairs and it leads to a wooden door carved out with glass and crystal, very elegant looking. The door opens for her

Vulcuran: Interesting, I will keep that door in the back of my mind and where it’s located. Follow her in.

DMaster: Once you enter, a wave of light bath steam hits you. The smell of the most wonderfully fragrant bath soaps hits your nose. It is about 100ft square. Floor made of marble, walls the same. The ceiling peaks in the middle, looking like something found in a throne room. A fountain of great marble sits in the center of the room. It takes up a good 20-25ft. You can see water in it, some steam coming off of it. Around it are couches, beds, tables with food, treasures and tapestries of unbelievable value. The best part is that throughout the room, on just about every couch, table or seat is a beautiful woman. They all seem to have similar masks.

Vulcuran: fascinating
VUL: Wonderful.
Wow, is all I can say in my head

DMaster: WOMAN: Please make yourself comfortable, get something to eat and bathe in the fountain. My servants will shave you as well, no need for razors.
She smiles and winks.

Vulcuran: VUL: Thank you, you are very kind.

DMaster: She waves a few girls over, and the beautiful duo takes off your shirt, sits you by the fountain and they start to shave you.

Vulcuran: Let them do their thing. Enjoy it while looking around.

DMaster: The two girls do an excellent job. They are caressing you as they do it, almost copping a feel. You enjoy it but it is almost embarrassing.

Vulcuran: Stand up, take my clothes off.
VUL: Only live once, I am going to bathe.

DMaster: The two girls nod, grab your gear and place it on a table. All the women are now looking you over, though you suspect they have seen a man before, maybe not one so big. (Not that way either, they are not surprised at the 2 inch flopper). You begin to bathe, the water is perfect. Smells amazing, the two girls washing your back, your chest, roam into other areas that make you lift your eyebrows a little and blush.

Vulcuran: Enjoy, get squeaky clean.

DMaster: It is quite possibly one of the best experiences in your life. They get you to stand up, they finish washing you. Then from the second tier of the fountain they have shallow buckets that they pour down on you, rinsing you off. Another girl walks over with a towel.

Vulcuran: VUL: Thank You
I get dressed then head over to the table with food. I will sit down, get some food and carefully take a small whiff of it

DMaster: It smells great, smoked Salmon, fresh salads and wine

Vulcuran: I will eat some salmon and have salad. Ask if they have any water I can drink

DMaster: They walk over and offer you some water, without even really saying anything. Like they knew your thoughts.

Vulcuran: I drink it and wonder if I wanted a brandy what would happen, chuckle to myself.

DMaster: You look down to the plate, take a bite and then in the corner of your eye, like she appeared out of no where. The woman is sitting next to you, now the only one without a mask on.
WOMAN: I did not pick you for such an exhibitionist
She says with a mused smile.

Vulcuran: Smile, look at her.
VUL: After the past week, I just wanted to be clean and full. It could be the last time I am in a while. and… It was, well, quite the experience.

Vulcuran: She chuckles, runs her hand down your arm.
WOMAN: You are very worried about your travels home, after such great trials already.

Vulcuran: Jump a little.
VUL: Yes. I am. I would like to get my people back to their families

DMaster: WOMAN: Oh, hmm, families… such an odd concept.
She furries her brow.

Vulcuran: VUL: Not as odd as you may think.
Take a sip.
VUL: I do appreciate the hospitality. You could have sent us packing, but you have been most kind.

DMaster: She smiles, tilts her head
WOMAN: You are welcome Duke. It is my pleasure.

Vulcuran: VUL: So, now… may I ask what your name is?

DMaster: She raises an eyebrow and smirks.
WOMAN: I was hoping we could talk alone, before we start exchanging too much information.

Vulcuran: VUL: Understandable.
Finish my drink.

DMaster: WOMAN: I have dispatched one of our Conscripts to let your group know you are safe and having dinner with the headmistress of this land.

Vulcuran: VUL: Thank you. I only hope my Knight does not answer the door.
Giving her a smirk and a look. Then stand up.

DMaster: She caresses your arm, gives you a warm look and leads you on.
WOMAN: Yes. Not ideal really. But that is not for us to worry about. Come, follow.
She leads you to one of the many doors. She smiles, opens it up and walks inside.

Vulcuran: Follow her in.

DMaster: It is a large room, 40ft x 30ft. The biggest bed you have ever seen is against the north wall. It could fit 10 people in it, you think. Everything in the room is exquisite, perfectly decorated. A lot of red, black and gold. It seems to be her thing. One oddity is there are no windows. Just tapestries, a few lanterns lit very low. The first few steps felt odd, the carpet is plush and soft. A larger table against the west wall has a wine bottle and two glasses on it.

Vulcuran: VUL: If I may ask, are you a restless sleeper perhaps?
Chuckle a bit looking at the bed.

DMaster: She chuckles and gives you a playful nudge.
WOMAN: No, but I like my space and room to, well, maneuver.
She walks to the table, uncorks some wine. Starts to pour.
WOMAN: So Vulcuran, it appears you do not have a wife, or anyone waiting for you at home?

Vulcuran: VUL:If I said anything different would you believe me?
Say that kind of jokingly.

DMaster: She smiles and finishes pouring. Hands you the glass.
WOMAN: No, I wouldn’t, but I sense a bit more nobility than that with you.

Vulcuran: VUL: Yes. I am not much for Lying.
Take the wine.
VUL: So now may I have the name of my beautiful hostess?

DMaster: WOMAN: Are you trying to charm me, my dear Duke?
She smiles takes a long sip of wine.
TRY: My name is Trynia, the mistress of these lands.

Vulcuran: VUL: Trynia, nice. How is it that you know so much about me
Try and give her flirty eyes.

DMaster: TRY: Well, I am not your normal woman.
She walks around the room lackadaisical.

Vulcuran: VUL: That could be quite an understatement.

DMaster: TRY: You amuse me.
She chuckles. Takes another drink of her wine.
TRY: Who is Victoria? She seems to be in your mind a lot, and what is the pain you feel for her? She vexes you.

Vulcuran: Look down, frown.
VUL: Some things, Mistress, I would like to keep to myself.

DMaster: TRY: understood, my apologies.
She stops at the side of the bed, looking over.

Vulcuran: VUL: So, if I may be so bold. A mistress, does that mean, a witch?

DMaster: She chuckles, takes a sip of wine.
TRY: Yes. I’m a witch my dear… a witch.

Vulcuran: VUL: I see.
Gulp loudly.

DMaster: TRY: or so they call me in some circles.
She walks farther across the room, the other side of the bed, to better see you. Puts her wine glass down on an end table.

Vulcuran: VUL: Not some, crazy evil occult or anything, right?

Vulcuran: VUL: Interesting, that must have been what did it to me
I sit up on the bed

DMaster: The door opens, it’s Timon walking in with a lantern.
TIMON: M’Lord, please, when your ready follow me.
He steps just outside the room, closing the door.

Vulcuran: VUL: Thank you Mistress. This was amazing.

DMaster: She leans over to you and gives you a deep kiss. Once again it happens again. An odd sensation, but you shake it off.

Vulcuran: VUL: wow, it happened again

DMaster: She smirks.
TRY: NO, thank you, its been a while since I found someone who can keep up with me.
She winks
TRY: Have a safe Journey Home, thief…ranger?
She gets up and puts her garb back on

Vulcuran: VUL: Well you know my secret, Will I ever see you again?

DMaster: TRY: Secret, oh there is no secrets with me, and YES those orgasms I had were REAL.
She sighs satisfactorily.
TRY: Not unless you want to return to the Coven Corner of the land. My dear you have no idea where you’re at do you?

Vulcuran: VUL: Umm, what?
Look at her suddenly while putting on clothes.

DMaster: TRY: This is Witches land. Many a witch and other goblin type creatures roam these parts. I protect the land below me, along with my followers in waiting.
She says with a fun smile on her face.
TRY: and for the record, I am not a crazy occult bent on destruction either.

Vulcuran: VUL: Well I would still like to see you again if I ever could

DMaster: TRY: That’s sweet, whether or not we meet again only fate knows. I believe your feelings will change for me soon enough.
She gives you a nod, walking towards you.

Vulcuran: VUL: It’s not very often I meet an amazing woman like you.
I will kiss Trynia’s hand and say my farewell
VUL: I suppose I should get back to my people.

DMaster: TRY: Thank you, good luck and be careful.

Vulcuran: VUL: I will, I only wish, I didn’t have to go
Head for the door.

DMaster: The beautiful witch chuckles.
TRY: Oh Duke, you know… Wishes are like whores. You get one and all you end up with is stains and a disease.

Vulcuran: Stop suddenly, turn with a smirk on my face. Nod, and walk out.

DMaster: TIMON: This way, M’lord
You two travel through the rooms across the open area and into the garden area.
TIMON: Thank you for your help with the Oede. I am sure that will perk things up.

Vulcuran: VUL: Oede? Ummm, OK. Sure.
Not knowing what he is talking about.

DMaster: Timon smiles and nods, then you leave the garden room and he leads you out the castle.
TIM: Good Night M’Lord
You are outside the Castle, the doors close. You can hear a fence door squeaking in the distance and nothing more.

Vulcuran: Head back to where we are staying, keeping my senses about me and my hand on my sword

DMaster: you don’t see anyone or anything. It is even more empty as before. It has to be from 3:00 to 3:30 at least.

Vulcuran: stay sharp and keep moving

DMaster: You find your way back to the Hut you are all staying in.

Vulcuran: I enter the hut

DMaster: Walking in unannounced, Plugr wakes up and draws his sword.
PLUG: WHO GOES THERE?
Waking many of the occupants.

Vulcuran: VUL: Plugr it’s just me

DMaster: PLUG: Oh good. I can rest now.
He falls to the floor and almost immediately falls asleep

Vulcuran: Shake my head, find a place, lean against the wall. Sleep.

DMaster: You start to sleep immediately. You weren’t asleep for a half hour when Plugr woke you.

Vulcuran: VUL: what is it?

DMaster: PLUG: (in a whisper) There is someone or something walking around outside the hut. He has his sword drawn, and has picked up his shield, by the look on his face, you can tell he is dead serious.

Vulcuran: I listen at the wall to see what I hear

DMaster: you hear quiet footsteps and crackling, like leaves and twigs. They faded in and out like someone was walking around the hut. A couple girls were already up and they looked pretty scared.

Vulcuran: I point to Plugr to open the door and go out and that I will be right behind him

DMaster: Plugr walks over to the door. He stops and turns around with eyes wide open. He points at the door, his eyes huge.

Vulcuran: I look

DMaster: Signaling someone is right there? outside the door.

Vulcuran: I carefully go to the door and signal on the count of three. I put one finger up, then two and on the third.

DMaster: Open door

Vulcuran: Other hand with sword.

DMaster: Suddenly wild noises all around the hut. Crackles fluttering, weird howls, screams of pain, the windows have shadows flashing about them, complete chaos, everyone in the hut are screaming or yelling or absolutely scared. Plugr grabs the door and slams it shut

Vulcuran: VUL: Holy shit, what the hell was that?

DMaster: well its still happening…

Vulcuran: look around to see if everyone is alright

DMaster: The girls are screaming there heads off, and the men are scrambling for a weapon of some sort, no one appears to be hurt.

Vulcuran: keep looking around

DMaster: The windows look like people are running past it and slapping them, the ceiling sounds like thousands of rats are running on it screams and howls erupt at different areas just outside of the walls

Vulcuran: VUL: everybody! Stay as calm as you can. Stay away from the windows, everyone huddle close together!
Pointing to the middle of the giant hut.

DMaster: they all close in on each other. they are huddling…

Vulcuran: VUL: whatever you do, don’t break the group

DMaster: All the women are scared shitless, even Victoria; she is latched on to one of her women friends. Plugr runs to you
PLUG: We have to stop this. Me and Krinus can head out and take it on.

Vulcuran: VUL: Do you have any idea where we are?
Grabbing his arm, looking at him.

DMaster: PLUG: In a hut, where else?

Vulcuran: VUL: No dumbass, we are in the Witches Land, or Coven Corner?

DMaster: PLUG: The Coven Corner?? Oh by Animax, we are doomed.
He twirls his sword, gives you crazy eyes.
PLUG: That explains why the ladies did not like me. I’m going down fighting if that’s the case. With your permission?

Vulcuran: VUL: I will be right behind you.
Giving him a look.

DMaster: PLUG: Alright.
Plugr gets in a stance, sword drawn.
PLUG: Krinus, ready yourself, we have a couple witches most likely. I’m ready for them…. LET’S GO!
Krinus is hopping around, getting pumped.
KRI: Man there getting louder… Let’s go do this. Let’s introduce them to Camerondale steel!
Plugr is hopping up and down all pumped with Krinus. Not knowing what to expect.

Vulcuran: I draw my magic sword
VUL: I think it’s time to introduce blades to witches throats…

DMaster: Plugr kicks the door open. The door goes flying off, a deafening level of screams, howls and crying all mixed together come pouring into the room. Plugr runs outside and stops looking around. Krinus runs out and stops looking as well.

Vulcuran: Run out as well.

DMaster: Just like that, it stops. Dead silence, except the foot shuffling of Krinus and Plugr looking around. You get over to the two of them. They see nothing. It is like it never was happening.

Vulcuran: go back inside while they look around

DMaster: They come back around, they sheath there weapons
PLUG: Nothing. There is nothing. What a bunch of shit!

Vulcuran: VUL: let’s put this door back up

DMaster: PLUG: Sorry about that, I was getting pretty pumped up.
He glances out across the town, sees just the tinge of light starting. It is about 5:30AM right now.
KRI: My suggestion is to leave the door where it is at, not sure we are going to sleep now.

Vulcuran: VUL: that’s okay

DMaster: PLUG: We are in the witches Corner?
He shakes his head.
PLUG: You know, no one sleeps in the witches corner. If lore is to be believed.

Vulcuran: VUL: Trynia is kind of one too.
Look at him sheepishly.

DMaster: PLUG: Once you close your eyes, they will come like wind in the night air… That is what just happened.
He says, what seems like reciting it from some books he has read.

Vulcuran: VUL: well we got to get out of here then. I say we wait until morning and then leave

DMaster: PLUG: I see the peak of light now, I think it is morning. By the way, we cut up the meat while you were…
He pauses and finally gets a chance to really look at you.
PLUG: Vulc, you feeling ok?

Vulcuran: Shrug my shoulders.
VUL: Why am I glowing?

DMaster: PLUG: You look kind of pale, smaller or something

Vulcuran: VUL: No time for vanity.

DMaster: KRI: Yeah, but it’s more than that.
He tilts his head, squints.

Vulcuran: VUL: I feel okay, pretty good actually.
I try to look at myself as best as possible

DMaster: Now that the sex has worn off, your adrenaline has calmed down. You take a breath and realize, you feel weaker, and a bit foggy. Your skin is whiter. Plugr looks you over, seems concerned. Then as though he just remembered something.
PLUG: By Animax.

Vulcuran: VUL: well what’s the matter with me
Look at Plugr.

DMaster: PLUG: What did you do with that person you visited?

Vulcuran: Blush a little, get fidgety.
VUL: Uh, why?

DMaster: He gives you a stern look.
PLUG: What did you do?

Vulcuran: I whisper it in Plugr’s ear

DMaster: Plugr shakes his head, eyes wide.
PLUG: She said she is a witch right? Oh man, she probably fed off your essence, she ate some of your soul man!

Vulcuran: Eyes get big
VUL: Son of a…

DMaster: PLUG: She must be a master witch, leader… dammit, a mistress!

Vulcuran: VUL: well… shit

DMaster: DM: You drop 2 levels and HP in Ranger and 3 in Thief.

Vulcuran: great how do we go about getting them back?

DMaster: DM: I made a saving throw for you at a minus 5 because of her lipstick, it was a narcotic. Let’s just say you weren’t even close. How do you get them back? You adventure. Gain experience points!

Vulcuran: VUL: You have to be kidding me
Thinking back on the event. Trying not to smile thinking how amazing that night was.

DMaster: PLUG: That is crazy.
He nudges you a bit, as people are starting to pile out of the hut.
PLUG: Was it good at least?

Vulcuran: Lean into Plugr
VUL: Fucking incredible.

DMaster: Plugr, he shakes his head, a slow smirk across his face.