Category : Stories

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

You walk into a dank room reeking of sewage and dimly lit by a single candle sitting on a desk, manned by a studious looking half-orc man wearing bifocals and scribbling furiously on a sheet of parchment with a blue-black feathered quill pen. From the wisps of darkness, a menacing heavily-armored dwarf emerges from the left of the desk, and from the right a shadily grinning gnome skulks through the shadows, flipping a silvered-coin that twinkles with the flickering candle flame. "You sure you at the right place?" The gnome asks rhetorically then laughs a mischeavious titter. At the clatter of armor you notice the dwarf has readied his left hand on the hilt of his longsword, steadily observing you. All the while, the scratching of quill on paper does not cease.

What do you do?