As soon as we found that big jug of oil, I knew we would be using it to BBQ some of Larenth's Pets. I immediately began praying to Dwarven Gods to protect us from the flame's secondary effects. There are many legends of adventurers burning themselves up in attempting these feats.
I did not hesitate about making camp. I fear Larenth already escaped. Sending out his men recklessly to fight us while he rides off for the Temple. However, there may still be something useful down in the basement? I doubt it is all traps to reduce our numbers. The Temple is obviously now active and will be the location of the final showdown. Just as it was in the past so it will be in our time.
I wonder at the identity of the other who rode off from the Tower. The Witch got away but who was the 2nd rider? The Toy Makers Guild still seeks payment.
Dixon the Dwarf
BBQ it was. Thanks to Spugnior for the "bright" idea
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