毛人龍與地下城探險記… 第一話
Posted by: 毛明 on: 十一月 12, 2008
近排迷上 Facebook 上其中一個由集玩咭公司 Wizards of the Coast 所寫既 App – Dungeon and Dragons: Tiny Adventures . 好明顯,毛人樂在其中,如果唔係都唔會迷上…
等我不定其寫下毛人在 D&D 世界裡所扮演既角包既遭遇啦.
話說… 此毛頭矮人名叫 毛三哥 (Mo Sango)… 佢著住佢家傳之寶 – Invulnerable Coat of Arnd 出發. 佢既第一站係去追查 Curse of the Wolf Moon.
The villagers are recovering from fending off a werewolf attack. The beast was slain, but its blood frenzy still possesses the injured villagers each full moon. Someone must travel through Felltooth Wood to find the legendary Mirror Lake of Felltooth Mountain. There blessed wolfsbane grows in the spray of the Singing Falls. It’s the only cure!
The adventure begins…
Collecting the herbs will require a long trek — through the forest, across a mountain pass, and finally to Mirror Lake. Mo Sango best get started!
Mo Sango was getting tired of walking along the seemingly endless road through the forest when he heard a horse approaching. Hoping to hitch a ride, he struck up a conversation as the man approached.
The rider was glad to meet a friendly adventurer and even happier to have the company of such a charming traveler on the lonely road. They rode together on the horse for several miles before their paths diverged at a fork in the road. For Mo Sango, it was also pleasant company and even more so pleasant to get off his feet for a while.
Mo Sango was following a trail through the woods when his foot was violently yanked out from under him. His body followed, and he was suddenly upside down, swaying back and forth from a tree branch. Then goblins with big sticks emerged from the woods.
The goblins took turns trying to smash Mo Sango with sticks while cackling jokes to each other. Between his expert wiggling and his armor, Mo Sango didn’t receive any real injuries. He reached out with his Rusty Dagger and stabbed one of the goblins in the face. Their tone instantly changed and they scurried away from their dangerous prey. This gave Mo Sango plenty of time to free himself and follow their fresh tracks.
Mo Sango crossed into the mountain pass, and his progress slowed.
Mo Sango encountered a sad looking shepherd in the mountain pass who told him that he had lost his magic sheep.
Compassionate to the core, Mo Sango helped the shepherd search. He found the sheep sipping water from a fountain in a long-forgotten shrine. Magic or no, the sheep led Mo Sango right to some very lootable relics!
Three bugbears chased Mo Sango across a rope bridge, hurling javelins (and insults) as they ran!
Mo Sango dodged the javelins (and ignored the name calling) and deftly cut the rope bridge behind him, sending the bugbears down into the rushing river below. He then noticed a partially concealed cave containing the treasures the bugbears had been guarding.
Finally, Mo Sango arrived at Mirror Lake, where the herbs were known to grow.
Mo Sango came across a caravan that had made camp at the side of the lake. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was something not quite right about the scene . . .
Mo Sango watched the peoples’ odd behavior, and soon suspected that the caravan leader held some sort of magical sway over them. Mo Sango confronted the man, who fled into the hills. Not long after, the rest of the people came around with strange gaps in their memories. They rewarded Mo Sango for his troubles.
A dire toad may sound comical but, to the fishermen it’s been eating, not so much. The fisher’s guild was offering a reward to anyone who could slay the beast.
Mo Sango, greatsword in hand, waited in ambush until the huge toad came into view. The battle was over in a flash, a single blow was all it took to end the amphibious reign of terror.
Mo Sango came across a caravan that had made camp at the side of the lake. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was something not quite right about the scene . . .
Mo Sango watched the peoples’ odd behavior, and soon suspected that the caravan leader held some sort of magical sway over them. Mo Sango confronted the man, who fled into the hills. Not long after, the rest of the people came around with strange gaps in their memories. They rewarded Mo Sango for his troubles.
With a name like Singing Falls, Mo Sango expected a cute little waterfall, not the two-hundred-yard wide, thirty-yard-high monstrosity thundering down before him. The blessed wolfsbane was there, growing on a rock protruding from the water right in front of the center of the falls. There were a lot of sharp rocks in front of the falls, actually, making a swimming approach too dangerous.
Mo Sango walked under the waterfall and got pounded by the water. It seemed the only reasonable path even though the rocks were wet and slippery and the water punishing. Mo Sango’s athletic prowess was up to the task and he was able to retrieve the wolfsbane. He proudly returned with it and saved the village. They will forever know him as a hero, and of course, rewarded him greatly.
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