Lemrin’s current escapade was inspired by our visit to Bodmin Moor in the summer. We explored the Hurlers stone circles and hiked up Stowes Hill to see the Cheesewring tor. If you’re ever down Cornwall way, then I recommend a visit. Some truly amazing views and (on our visit at least) significantly less evil cultists than Lemrin encountered.
Transcripts
Brother Gone: Errors? Errors!?
Brother Gone: This world is the error!
Brother Gone: But soon that error will be corrected. Soon they shall rise!
Brother Gone: From stone and rock they shall awake!
Lemrin: Okay, just for now, we’ll put aside the questionable wisdom of waking a race of eldritch beings from beyond mortal ken.
Lemrin: Instead let’s focus on the details.
Lemrin: These charms of yours, for instance.
Lemrin: Very clever little doohickies, like I said.
Lemrin: But they do beg one rather obvious question to be answered.
Brother Gone: Question? What question!?
Lemrin: Do they also work on arrows?
Brother Gone: What?
SFX: Thunk!
SFX: Thock!
SFX: Thunk!
SFX: Thplitch!