Yorick the Exalted: Well isn't this just the greatest idea. We could be a lot better prepared if you just give me one more da-
Ascended Zix: Thou doth complain too much, whence I can count thou as a coward.
Brutalizer Sid Munchikins III:Shut up you two nerds and hand me the dori-I mean "enchanted flatbread of obscurity".
As Sid reached for his rucksack, a plague of dire bees descended upon his pack and consumed every edible object within.
Brutalizer Sid Munchikins the Third: Oh for god's sa- Why do you need to roll a check for that? Now gimme the bag you tub of crisco.
Because
Brutalizer Sid Munchikins III: That's not a reason.
Because it's foretold alright? Now shut up and let Fate perform it's ineffable
Ascended Zix: Touche Sir Sid, perhaps thou may yet see salvation yet, for we have been preparing long years for this final confrontation! Now harken yourselves comrades! Our moment of everlasting glory awaits!
Yorick the Exalted: Well, whatever, anyway, I invoke my Amulet of Mystical Beast detection and blow my Horn of Everlasting calling.
The sonorous melody reverberated across the lands, its transcendent notes resonating in mysterious ways, folding in upon itself until the air sung no more
Brutalizer Sid Munchikins III: You can put the thesaurus down now Fate.
Ascended Zix: Aye verily, for the day grows long and our foes grows stronger.
Yorick the Exalted: And all of my prebuffs are wearing off.
A spine-chilling roar answered the ephemeral cry, and from beyond the horizon, a gargantuan, serpentine, wing blotted out the setting sun.
Yorick the Exalted: That is like, ten levels above what we're supposed to fight.
The skyline, now broken by the boundless murkiness of the creature, slowly grew darker as the shape engulfed the miniscule company of the would-be heroes
Brutalizer Sid Munchikins III: ...Well s*** on a stick.
His pride slighted at the sight of his fledgling combatants, the beast annihilated the city where they had stayed the night with a single immolating outpouring of unfathomable heat.
Ascended Zix: Outrageous...! What power thine foul dragon holds over this dominion!
He slowly flaps his wings and descends upon the party, everyone holds their ground, except for Zix, who is unable to resist the hurricane force winds and falls over
The Dragon leered about them. Zix slowly dusted himself off and readied his holy shield as he levelly stared back.
Spirits, light, wisps, the call of otherworldly beings, raw elemental energy all swirled around Yorick as he raised his crooked staff.
The sky now completely dark, when everything is as one shadow Sid evaporates into the twilight, the glint of his twin daggers the last to disappear.
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THROUGH THE FIRE AND THE FLA-
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