Hit Points Left
The bard suffered several greivous wounds to arms and legs played on.
The Mage, teeth gritted, pulled another Tornado full of Sharks to attack the mighty Furbamon. In order for this to work they needed Lord Furbamon to not realize that the warrrior -
“OOF,” the healer cried as he moonwalked into the mage. Her concentration broken, the tornado fell apart under it’s own weight. A shark pinned the bard to the floor. After several feeble attempts to extricate himself, he lay still.
Throwing an elbow into the headphone wearing healer, the mage scanned the dark room. Where the hell was she...
Lord Furbamon strolled casually to the bard, planting one foot on his neck before reaching down with his beak and severing his carotid.
“Healer, for the love of Glob, DO SOMETHING.”
“I think he’s beyond saving my friends. As are you.”
With incredible speed Lord Furbamon rushed at the remaining two group members and ran...
straight onto the Warrior’s rusty sword. It gurgled twice, then was still.
As the group surveyed the room they realized that the Bard had gone missing and so had the Furbrinomicon.
Mysteries for another day, for today, the group collapsed in a heap and tried to cope with the loss of their friend and the weight of the events that had transpired.
The healer spoke, “I miss that penguin.”
Game Creator: Aikage
Store Clerk/Team Filler: Kidechka
Ideas, sounding board, early iteration: I_Kluge
Giving me Lord Furbamon: Stormborn
Giving me Furbthulu: Mr. Marsu
Consistently failing: Timehacker
Actually logging 4 points over the course of 7 weeks: Quiddity
Oddly attentive reader: Kaploy
Healing Class Heroes: Datacide, Novibear, and Walfisch - you guys were the most active group of players by far!
Skype Friends - DeadEcho, Kidechka, RavenWest, I_Kluge, Walfisch, AlmightyDuke, Barkspawn, Novibear - made playing fun when we could talk about it on Skype
The Bard shuffled slowly down the hall. He was weak, but he felt himself getting stronger as time went on. His gait became shorter and he noticed with some alarm that tufts of hair had started to sprout in strange places. He looked down at the book he cradled under his arm. Why was he running? His friends were probably worried about him, and why...why did he feel this irrational compulsion to feed...on souls?
To those who participated in Run Club: What worked? What didn’t? How can I improve Run Club for Season 2.5?
To those who did not participate in Run Club: What would help you want to join Run Club? I was thinking of doing a Couch to Run Club weekly running work out for those who have never run and are scared of doing it. There’s be no accountability and it’d just be a general guideline to follow based on Couch 2 5k. I’d modify it to make it a little easier.