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The brave band of seven met at Klem Matoh's abode. He was hosting. Karl took a seat by Gobarth who was hogging the snacks. Where was Natzzo, the monk? DM was out sick, so Ver Klempt, the theif, lead the adventure. Ah Ro Ghant arrived. He greeted everyone and said "Nice place." Ms. Vickers polished the dried blood from her sword and huffed "You're late."

Earlier that day, Dudicus, a wayfarer had given them directions with vague warnings. They packed their weapons and ventured deep into Kings County searching for adventure. They crossed over the ravine and headed into a wide meadow surrounded by trees. They saw something ahead that at first resembled a black boot. Maybe a horse's head? Natzzo sent his hawk, Pfiefer, over the area, it returned with nothing to report. Scepticism filled the air as did the pungent smell of rotting flesh. Karl sent his mule Louise ahead into the tree lined border for re-con. She let out a horrible screech! And then nothing more.

A large hairy creature emerged from a cave: a two-headed Elon armed with a club in each hand dropped Louise's head from it's mouth. He still looked hungry. He took intiative and attacked the brave troup. They rolled and quickly defeated him. Just then a larger female Elon charged from the surrounding woods. Karl now had a chance to use his entangle spell. He pulled a sprig of holly from his flesh colored knee brace and summoned the trees and insects to do his bidding."This is for Louise!" mumbled Karl angrily.

I thought about what Mr. L---- said at Anger Mangement Intake, about the judge not liking me. I have to say that stung a bit because it is true. For whatever reason, the judge already decided I was the bad guy and the other two were innocent victims. I was told toughness was a good career move for the judge, so defending the truth in trial wouldn't have matterred much for me. As for the DA, she tried her best to cast me as an angry drug addict destined for jail. But where would these two be without their jobs? Maybe they'd just be two more horrible people loose on the streets of New York kicking over garbage cans. In a discussion with a friend I was told the judge was only human. Bla bla bla justice bla.

My alignment is described as true nuetral, but in the darkest corner of my Druid heart, I cast golfball-size tumors on four people, the last two being those two horrible cowards that lied and tried to put me away as a fellon. They were like a lumbering monster with two ugly heads attached to the same weak body, one head looking to jail me and the other looking to avoid perjury.

The larger two-headed Elon fought fiercely, but she finally lay on the ground twitching from her injuries, a swarm of bees still clung to both of her faces. Ah Ro Ghant and Vickers spang forward to cut off her heads, first the left then the right. They sustained some damage but Karl used his Staff of Healing on the afflicted, then on himself. Just as they started checking for loot they were set upon by Ogres, possibly hundreds of them. The brave seven soon realized they were outnumberred. They dropped the severed heads and ran deep into the cave to the edge of an under ground lake. The Ogrish grunting drew closer, a spear flew by and hit the ground. "Look! a boat!" cried Natzzo. They climbed in and launched from shore into the water, so was dark and still.

So far there's been no movement from Civil Court. I don't know what to expect. Cousin Rachel says they'll have a tough time if they move forward from what I told her about Criminal Court. She works in Civil Law. I'd like to see these two in court just so I can set a pox upon them with my eyes. This woman claims I that dragged her from her seat and attacked her. Very hard to explain since I was the one knocked onto the floor. Her injuries will speak of nothing but perjury.

I imagine her opening statement will be "That's 4'8" basket-weaving-Druid that attacked me and my gay boyfriend! He picked my boyfreind up and threw him at me!" Her witness was never very cooperative with her case, missing court dates and all over 16 months. He's since disappeared from the public and the far reaches of Google. So where is this two-headed monster hiding now? One has to ask why.

They made their way across the lake using a bulleyes lantern to guide them. The Orgish grunting, splashing and plunking of spears faded in the distance. They slowed to a pause to assses how large the lake was. Karl's Scimitar didn't reach the bottom and the bullseyes lantern revealed no walls or ceiling. Suddenly a large rippled broke the stillness! The boat rocked violently and everyone held on!

To be continued...