What do you do?
Call thy Vermin
SHRIEK! "COME TO ME VERMIN, FILTH AND CREATURES OF THE NIGHT, COME AND AID YOUR FELLOW IN HIS TIME OF NEED!"
The young disciple laughed "Seriously, you think begging some rats is going to stop me slicing my sword in your mangy face" I could only see **** facing you as the hero rose his sword above you. You closed your eyes and awaited your inevitable ****.
CHOMP! A high pitched shriek came from above you instead of a sword. As you opened my eyes you found the hero fallen in the waters of the swamp and a creature feeding on his shoulder. As you looked closer I could see the bulbous feeders of a garlunk. A insidious bottom feeder with a thousand incisors in each feeder found only in the swamplands.
However, no matter how tempting it was letting the hero die slowly by being eaten piece by piece. You needed a human to ever advance beyond the swamp. A quick cutting hex severed the feeders chewing on his body.
And a few pushes and shoves to his body allowed you to entangle the young disciple in thick vines. The foolish disciple is now at your mercy.
Now What?
You come into being as a low-level monster, the kind heroes chew through like popcorn. You know the drill, whether you're a player yourself or an artificial intelligence, and you're sick of it. You set out on your own quest: to defeat the heroes at any cost (or at least be an epic boss somewhere down the line).
Updated on Mar 13, 2026
by Witmann
Created on May 11, 2015
by Cantalope