To be a fly on the wall in the fantasy land of Rodlahm.
A play written by Vigile, produced by Mat. Courtesy of Natras.

Whatever you do, don't turn the names backwards!

Roomar says, "Hey, let's raid Mallahs!"
Nileak says, "Sounds good! We'll just randomly slay people and guards,
to show them our greatness."
Rodlahm: Nileak says, "Bashing Mhun guards in Moghedu, everyone come
with the bashing party. Just target Guard and don't stop hitting."
Rodlahm: Random Newbie says, "Woot! Sounds like fun!"
*Raid in Mallahs fails*
*There are no survivors.*
*Everyone gets done praying to Sarapis.*
Roomar says, "Darn, that didn't work toi well."
Naroc says, "That is so overpowered."
Natras, the Benevolent says, "You are all weak. Die."
*Natras slays all of his followers.*
The soul of Nileak says, "Hail Natras."

Looking for people to play the parts, send messages to me or Mat.

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Ero, in the year 346 AF.