[ Following a hectic battle, the last salamander slides out of the mana pool. The deaths of its’ fellows doesn’t seem a bother when there are tasty people near. (More food for him! The chomping door will be jealous.)
Emil drags a sleeve over his forehead and licks his lips. He steps carefully over one of the lava-hot corpses and holds forth a rusted iron sword with a heavy slab of fresh salamander meat impaled on the tip. For someone about to cook over a monster’s mouth (and teeth, and fire), he seems quite self-assured.
The salamander exhales flames and lunges forward. Emil leaps away from the searing heat, keeping the sword stretched out. The steak sizzles in the licks of flame. The salamander waddles closer, now eyeing the steak with as much interest as the boy. ]
Could you distract him? Make him turn around so I can reach his tail?
[ Emil asks his teammates. Not like he’s never done this before, but the tail flame would be a lot easier! ]
Part Two - Cooking with Monsters: Dungeon Edition
Emil drags a sleeve over his forehead and licks his lips. He steps carefully over one of the lava-hot corpses and holds forth a rusted iron sword with a heavy slab of fresh salamander meat impaled on the tip. For someone about to cook over a monster’s mouth (and teeth, and fire), he seems quite self-assured.
The salamander exhales flames and lunges forward. Emil leaps away from the searing heat, keeping the sword stretched out. The steak sizzles in the licks of flame. The salamander waddles closer, now eyeing the steak with as much interest as the boy. ]
Could you distract him? Make him turn around so I can reach his tail?
[ Emil asks his teammates. Not like he’s never done this before, but the tail flame would be a lot easier! ]