“My warrior walks forward carefully, looking for traps,” said Jai.

“Okay, roll for traps,” Myassa replied.

Jai’s dice rattled in his hand. “13” he said.

“Slasher Phillips: Battle Warrior sees nothing!” Myassa crowed. “He walks into the trapped hall and…” her own dice clinked on the plastic supply crate doubling as a table. “By a miracle, he makes it out unharmed!”

“YEAH!” Jai cried “OH YEAH!”

“Roll for random encounter,” added Myassa.

“Aw, crap,” said Jai. “Three.”

“A horde of vicious gibberlings lurch forth from the shadows and attack!”

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