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Adventure Squadron 8 : Chronicle: A Zhentarium Sky Mage and a Black Dragon make for Bad Company

Caleb hears an odd sound and summons a magman to take care of business. A bunch o' desert dudes ™ pop out of the sand and attack hitting Caleb twice, once a crit. Damar also gets hit. The half-orcs go untouched. HALF ORC POWER!!!!!! Nobody messes with the half-orcs Damn it!!!

Caleb gets hit with four arrows, but keeps on truckin'. MORE ARROWS!!!! They hit Stu. Damar zaps two with lightning bolt, killing one on the spot. ZAP! ZING! BLAM! Magman attacks!!! Flixie yells, "He's on fire. I'll put him out!" Caleb lightening boldts yet another, frying him to toast.

Flixie casts mirror image popping out 2 little Flixie clones. Everyone panics. THREE KENDERS!!!! Groan . Caleb gets hit again and is hurting. Could he be the target? Yep…. He gets hit again.

Unka smashes bad man. C-Bar shoots a dude. Dorian stabs one in the back - how nobel. Caleb yells "Dragon!!!" Flixie goes nuts hopping (mirror images also) and yells "A dragon, YAY!! I really, really, really, really, wanna see a dragon!!! He has a rider?! Like a dragon lord! I never thought I'd see one since I'm not in Kryhh!!! The excitement continues

The Black dragon with rider appears. Stu reminds Ben that he'd make more friends if he stops killing them. Ben says we're all scared. Stu has wet trousers. Kenders are immune to fear. Flixie introduces herself to the dragon. The dragon breathes acid. Flixie is personally insulted. C-Bar, Flixie and Ohla get the acid. OW!!! Damar and Dorian put up a dark spell. Damar wandered out bumping into Damar. "oops, excuse me." Flixies kender clones vanish. "Oh they were like sisters to me", she laments.

Damar says, "Hey, Dorian, you wanna be invisible?"

"Um, yeah?" Doran says while burying himself in the sand.

Stu says, "Anyuone have a siege englne?' Stu tries to heal Flixie. He needs a 10. He rolls a 2. C-Bar goes to heal Flixie with magic.

Unka builds a fort out of corpses in lincoln log fashion (neck on neck).

Phil says to Ben, " You figure the average depth of a dead body is six inches … unless they are porkers ya know." Ben doesn't buy it and lets us get hit with the acid in the fort of corpses.

Stu asks, "This is our best plan?"

Phil yells, "MAGIC MISSILE BAYBEE!!!!" BING, BING, BLING!!! He's holding his "magic hand" like a gansta "WEST SIDE!!!!"

"Flixie is fine… well, she's alive."

"Who's dead" Raise your hand."

Went back to carts to go on our journey on the way to the White Palm. Dorian sees a burning camel in dessert. The staff of midnight has been stolen during the night. The kender took something… Naughty kender.