Herein concludes the party’s epic showdown with a Salamander Overlord and his court. The stonelord paladin Nioveskirian narrates. (-GM)
12th day of Neth, 4718 AR
The salamander overlord’s high-voltage barrage caused my compatriots to realize that cowering in the back of the room and flinging a few arrows at the enemy while I did the actual fighting alongside our semi-sentient allies might not have been as safe as they thought. Arthritic hovered toward the boss and gave him a taste of his whip while Shia rushed in bellowing a motivational non-silence and Deckard Cain struggled against the entrapping force cube. The others were not as brave. No Name was unwilling to risk his own life, instead summoning several brave archons who immediately charged the overpowered lizard. DSFIFA looked at the insignificant scrapes he had received and fled in terror, clumsily dropping his bow on the way out. Cowards.