by Diamond Master » Thu Aug 01, 2013 7:11 pm
As your party crosses the bay, a fierce battle ensues. The Kraken of Bluejacket strikes with slimy tentacles which leap like snakes from the murky, broiling water.
The briny, blood-red swords flash in the dark as you defend what progress you have made.
The Kraken receives one final blow, sunk deep into its flesh, and sinks beneath the water, now stained a dark red.
Thrash crosses and examines the iron throne. It is a simple thing, bolted practically to the floor.