Jun 20, 2009
Jun 1, 2009
Dungeon Majesty
barbarian mistress
tougher than a troglodyte hide
two headed battle axe
cleaves skeletons in the musty caverns
rage as you do but
careful around Mystika's
classy skinny skeleton slave
Boney M
Mystika--she takes life away
just as easy as she gives it
and her clothes are woven
with spidery silken threads
made of mystery
and darkness
a very
necromantic
kind of lifestyle
a beast nearby polymorphs into
Shakuntala, half elf
warrior child of two divorced worlds
she wills upon her foes a natural disaster
she does whatever the fuck she wants
because she is--I am pretty sure--
chaotic neutral
over her shoulder Latiza sends
2 x magic missile pow pow!
you said you go to wizard school?
psssh
double magic missile is in Latiza's blood
a part of her body as much as her beguiling
blazing eye balls
these four vanquish foes so bad
every night the dungeon master
weeps himself to sleep
majesty of the dungeon;
matriarch rulers of fate
you may pretend to roll the dice as though it were your master
but you bad-asses are not fooling anybody
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