You come upon an open courtyard, chilled with an unnatural cold as snow blows in from every angle, obscuring your vision. In fact, the only thing you can make out is two humanoid figures swaying, dancing in the storm. They glow as though bioluminescent, with long, tentacle strands for hair and inky black pits for eyes.
And they're moving... very suggestively. Seductive, even. Embracing each other, caressing one another's body, so playful and... gesturing to you with promise of more......
Concentrate. You steel yourself, not allowing yourself to be distracted by... this display. Muttering to yourself, "This blizzard must be these demons..."
They'll die just like any other. They dart around like puppets on strings, evasive but - you rush them with sword and claw, cutting them down until all of a sudden-- out of the darkness, a giant, stinking maw lunges out at you.
The rotten stench warns you of the threat a split second before it can swallow you up. You dart back, eyeing up the toad demon. "So this is what you really look like..."
The sexy lures wave from its head like an anglerfish, and its mouth froths with rank sewage with every angry syllable. "You're stronger than you look - with a smart mouth to match!"
"Cut me some slack. I'm just not big on toads."
Its giant mouth belches out another wave of stink and rage, blowing the rankest winter wind in your direction as he lashes out, "Fooool! You think I care what you say?!"
Eugh... "If we don't finish this quickly, it's gonna scar me for life."
Blizzard
You come upon an open courtyard, chilled with an unnatural cold as snow blows in from every angle, obscuring your vision. In fact, the only thing you can make out is two humanoid figures swaying, dancing in the storm. They glow as though bioluminescent, with long, tentacle strands for hair and inky black pits for eyes.
And they're moving... very suggestively. Seductive, even. Embracing each other, caressing one another's body, so playful and... gesturing to you with promise of more......
Concentrate. You steel yourself, not allowing yourself to be distracted by... this display. Muttering to yourself, "This blizzard must be these demons..."
They'll die just like any other. They dart around like puppets on strings, evasive but - you rush them with sword and claw, cutting them down until all of a sudden-- out of the darkness, a giant, stinking maw lunges out at you.
The rotten stench warns you of the threat a split second before it can swallow you up. You dart back, eyeing up the toad demon. "So this is what you really look like..."
The sexy lures wave from its head like an anglerfish, and its mouth froths with rank sewage with every angry syllable. "You're stronger than you look - with a smart mouth to match!"
"Cut me some slack. I'm just not big on toads."
Its giant mouth belches out another wave of stink and rage, blowing the rankest winter wind in your direction as he lashes out, "Fooool! You think I care what you say?!"
Eugh... "If we don't finish this quickly, it's gonna scar me for life."
"I WILL CRUSH YOU!"