"....sush.... and I'll tell you. I went to an ansharan temple deep inside the old city. There I learned that they are snakes. All of them. Lying snakes.
"If you cross one, they will sacrifice you and BLOW you to smithereens. Shivered my timbers they did imagine the horror when the Ansharan priest slit the throat of his acolyte, and BOOM! Thorns splayed from the poor bastards skin like shrapnel from a Milandisian Cannon. Blood, and bile everywhere. All that was left was the poor fella's foot. That flew through the air and clobbered me square in the head. Then as I lay flat on the floor smothered in blood, on the edge of deaths door, I hear the ansharan priest cackeled and HE DID IT AGAIN!. The second bomb wiped out what was left of the party, save one. Had he not seen fit to Eye for an Eye, we all would be dead sacrafices to the pain mother.
"That sir is why the Ansharans are evil incarnate. They tempt you in with promises of salvation and caring. But when pressed, they are quick to turn you and your corpse into living bombs.
_________________ --- Eric Hughes
There once was a gnome called Oozy, Who kissed a Yaricite floozy. But rather than wed, She drowned him instead, Now he is a Yaricite toosey!
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