Day 13 of #RPGaDay, and "Darkness" was a pretty neat idea for a prompt. So neat, I wasn't even sure where to go. I died in enough variations of Zork "You've been eaten by a Grue" that I try not to use too much darkness against the PCs.
I even went in front of my players with a few of these, and Hoyce, one of friends and gaming buddies for over 25 years, didn't pull out some war story for our college days. He brought out a simple tale of a barbarian being rescued in the middle of the night, from a dragon, by a giant sunflower in Gamma World.
It had started out just like any other day: scaring off brigands, the mammals in the party drinking too much, and Sonny Helianthus, the mutant sunflower, preventing the pure-strain human Lathar from going through with a duel request against an ex-girlfriend.
He was returning to the inn with the good news that at least Lathar's ex had common sense (she always did), only to find him missing... but with obvious signs of a struggle.
After a few spectacular perception rolls (for a plant with a Sense stat of 5 or 6...), he uncovered a camp of degenerate humans. A very passed out, very naked Lathar was strapped to the front a ski-trike... He was a "totem" to lure out "The Beast".
With a roar of the engines, the vehicle peeled out into the darkness...
And Sonny, against his better judgement, used his teleportation mutation to put himself on the back of the vehicle.
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