Capítulo 5: The Paranoid Sorcerer
Note: I don’t know how it is with you guys. I am very paranoid during RPGs. I just am. I am always suspecting that someone will eventually betray and/ or ambush me. And I have the Load Game option. Have you ever imagined how it would be if you were living a D&D adventurer in real life? Meaning with no Load Game option? You die, you stay dead? Quite horrible, huh? I can easily imagine that some of the adventurers end up really paranoid. But being paranoid is good, in a crazy sort of way. It probably means that you will be paranoid for a very long time… meaning not dead, savvy?
In this story, we have two characters: a Druid and a Sorcerer.
The Druid decided to explore the nearby woods, but unfortunately he was very afraid of squirrels. So he hired a henchman, the Sorcerer.
“I think that someone is watching us from the shadows.” – yelled the Sorcerer.
The Druid sighed. Not again...
“Don’t be silly. There is nothing there.” – assured the Druid.
“Ohhh... So you are now an expert on shadows? Ahhhh! They moved!”
“That’s your shadow, you bastard of a man.”
“Ohhh! That’s right! You are right! You are right! My mistake... my... That one moved!”
The Sorcerer launched dozens of fireballs that eventually burned half of the forest. The Druid’s eyes yelled bloody murder.
“That was my shadow, you freak!” – growled the Druid.
“Ohhhh... My bad! My bad! Sorry! Ahhh! That skull is looking at me in a funny way! It knows! It knows!” – cried the Sorcerer.
The arcane spellcaster started running away, while screaming as a frightened little Goblin.
“So that’s why no one would take him as their henchman...” – thought the Druid.
The Druid decided to explore the nearby woods, but unfortunately he was very afraid of squirrels. So he hired a henchman, the Sorcerer.
“I think that someone is watching us from the shadows.” – yelled the Sorcerer.
The Druid sighed. Not again...
“Don’t be silly. There is nothing there.” – assured the Druid.
“Ohhh... So you are now an expert on shadows? Ahhhh! They moved!”
“That’s your shadow, you bastard of a man.”
“Ohhh! That’s right! You are right! You are right! My mistake... my... That one moved!”
The Sorcerer launched dozens of fireballs that eventually burned half of the forest. The Druid’s eyes yelled bloody murder.
“That was my shadow, you freak!” – growled the Druid.
“Ohhhh... My bad! My bad! Sorry! Ahhh! That skull is looking at me in a funny way! It knows! It knows!” – cried the Sorcerer.
The arcane spellcaster started running away, while screaming as a frightened little Goblin.
“So that’s why no one would take him as their henchman...” – thought the Druid.