This is another great blog post by Jen!
Escape from the Monastery was a one-off that three of us played. We all created a monk character who was living in the monastery. This story is from the viewpoint if my human monk, Jaylee. She is not very smart, and talks like a “valley girl”.
The monastery is like, super quiet this morning? I mean, it never really gets loud, but this is a new kind of quiet. Wait, was there something I was supposed to do today? Can’t remember.
The best thing about living in the monastery is that no one cares about clothes! I can walk around in last season’s dresses, without getting laughed it. Today, I decide to put on the most colorful dress I have. I pick up my hand loom, and prepare to spend the day making potholders.
My family is in the weaving industry, but no one told me what a potholder is. Like, maybe is wasn’t important? Whatever they are, I find it calming to weave them.
A lizard monk is making a painting. It’s so beautiful! Another monk, who looks like a big kitty, is punching things. The lit fireplace keeps the room very toasty, and I start feeling sleepy.
Suddenly, the fire started making noises. A strange, green, creature fell out of the fireplace and started speaking.
“Is that a talking frog?” I asked.
“It’s a goblin,” I was told. The talking frog ran away, and jumped over the balcony.
We followed. Kitty monk went after the goblin, who was hanging from the balcony. A loud noise – Boom! Boom! BOOM! – echoed outside. I know that sound! Drums mean there’s a party, and I kinda wanna go….
The drums were not a party after all, and that was disappointing! Bad people were coming in. So, I jumped over the balcony like Kitty monk did. But, I didn’t land so well. Flat on my back on the floor, I realized my dress totally matched the carpet. Now I’m invisible? Like, I wouldn’t find me here!
A very ugly person marches in and steps on me. Being invisible is dangerous! Kitty monk starts punching the mean person, and I try and help. Together, we knock this one out.
Oh no! My dress is covered in blood. Not feeling so well, I go the infirmary, in search of bandages. No one is here to help me, so I pout while bandaging.
My fellow monks have gathered by front door. It is blocked. I see gigantic feet, and legs, and part of a tummy. That one’s too big to get into the monastery! But, the tree trunk he was holding fits. Lizard monk walks right up the tree branch and starts fighting the giant. Kitty monk and I start punching the feet, and together we knock out this one, too.
More noise from outside. They are getting closer! We decide to run into the forest, as fast as we can. We cannot punch them all, for we are only three monks.
The party finds a crazy old one-eyed man in the woods, then visits a farmhouse or two with nothing creepy happening anywhere at all, I’m sure.
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