Re: Scenario (D&D)
Greg shrugged her slim shoulders. She prefered her version of the marching order, but decided not to waste time arguing. It was one of the cardinal rules of D&D (and even real life, presumably), that any reasonable plan, even if not perfect, was generally better than sitting around arguing endlessly.
My "continual light torch" is probably one of the better light sources, so maybe it IS better if I go closer to the middle. Ok, I'll go fourth, then. That way I'll still be able to back up Dan should something sneak up on us.
She still shuddered at the thought of some monster lurking in the darkness.
"Knock it off and suck it up, you spineless jackass!!!!!" she thought furiously at herself. "Your friends need you. You have to protect them." The idea of being brave for the others bolstered Greg a bit. Her mind went from frozen in a blinding panic to a jittery, adrenaline-fueled buzz, which was something she could work with.
And, Sarah, if you really need it, I do have a "find traps" cleric spell if you REALLY one, but it only lasts five minutes.
Greg tried not to be distracted by all the new information rattling around in her newly blonde head. This was not the time, dammit! Information about outdoor survival, religious rites, elven lore.....
Holy Shit!!!! I can speak Elven now! Can any of you....
It was an achingly exotic language, sounding a little like the stuff spoken by the "elves" in the Lord of the Rings movies, but sounded like if someone from France taught Tolkien Elven to a Norwegian.
She immediately shakes her head, perhaps a little harder than was needed.
Nope! Sorry! Forget I said anything! We can talk about that later.
For someone who took a total of five years of French classes, and to this day remembered about a dozen words, the idea of knowing a foreign language so well was .... intoxicating. Greg suddenly remembered that Sister Aliana was supposed to be a language geek, and he's put several extra skill points into more languages... No! Like she'd just said, time for that later.....