…of filth ridden, flea invested, dirty, rotten zombie pirates!
Sure, I had to wade through pestilence infested skeletons, senselessly roast rabid wild boar over an open fire, and shived a multitude of cantankerous Elves camping under the stars, but it was worth it. Look at this view!
More brilliant musings about my adventures in New Britannia
- Now I see why the rates are so cheap…
- Taking a moment to pause and reflect
- Pumpkinhead rises out of the not so sincere pumpkin patch
- Shopping at the Clink Bazaar
- Ghosts in the Sewers, New and Improved Red Sash Bandits, A Bar under a Hovel and Nestor Gets the Shiv
- I’ve put in my pledge for Shroud of the Avatar
- Travels to the underground city of Raven’s Head
- Harvesting Resources and Earning a few Coins in Shroud of the Avatar Release 14
- Things ToDo in Shroud of the Avatar Release 13
- Line Dancing in the Burning Ring of Fire Elementals
The hills are alive with the sound of you ricocheting off every rock on your way down. Spinning, honestly?! What’s next, handstands?
Well, I admit, a jubilant twirl may not have been the best choice to celebrate the spectacular albeit somewhat precarious view. I did become a dash light headed and may have taken a misstep, which might have lead to a somewhat accelerated and unexpected descent to the bottom. Had I actually “ricocheted”, the landing certainly would have been more in my favor.
Come now, a handstand would have been reckless and irresponsible. I have also come to realize that should my head be located beneath my feet, I am involved a dire predicament.