Shadowgate
As the first syllable utters from your mouth, the troll thunders a roar of what you would call joy.
Lips twisting to a smile, you mentally prepare yourself for the next question, or perhaps even your freedom. Mind racing, you barely notice the immense spear passing through your ribs.
The tip slashes through your spine, heaving meters along the bridge behind you. Your eyes flutter, and you exhale briefly. Laughter from the troll ceases as you die standing.
Lips twisting to a smile, you mentally prepare yourself for the next question, or perhaps even your freedom. Mind racing, you barely notice the immense spear passing through your ribs.
The tip slashes through your spine, heaving meters along the bridge behind you. Your eyes flutter, and you exhale briefly. Laughter from the troll ceases as you die standing.
