troglodyte

Jan 042016
 

High Priestess M’Saar saw the halfling long before the tiny creature had entered her nest and she feigned ignorance.

A trio of monitor lizards mewled hungrily and M’Saar tightened her control over the beasts lest they spoil her fun. She wanted to watch this sneaking little man die up close.

That the halfling was skilled, there was no doubt in the priestess’ mind. He’d somehow managed to move undetected through the tunnels leading here and her warriors had failed her. She sniffed the air and sensed the warriors nearby, but she resisted the urge to call them.

Her greenish eggs glistened in the faint glow produced by effervescent crystals set around the outer walls of the cavern. Movement inside the eggs sent ripples across fetid pools of water. The halfling made his way past a circlet of eggs to a stalactite that reached from ceiling to floor. She noticed his care in not disturbing the water.
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May 012014
 

It’s been a busy couple of weeks here at DDOGamer, so busy that we’ve left some work unfinished.

Not that I go through life with some sort of anal insistence that I close off everything that I open, I do not, I am a much better starter than I am a finisher. But still, stuff needs tying up and here is a fine chance to do the tying.

In no particular order:


On My Favorite Monsters: Troglodyte


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Apr 072014
 

My Favorite Monsters is a showcase of some of the beautiful artwork Turbine has provided so that we have interesting things to kill.


You’ll never know this from playing DDO but “troglodyte” is a real word with a real meaning that is completely different from the way it is used in-game. It means “one who lives in caves”, or alternately, “someone so repulsively outdated they might as well live in a cave”. A caveman.

Not an attractive word.

The British Invasion of the sixties gave us the Troggs. “Look at us! We’re so counter-culture, we’re going to take an obscure pejorative and use it as our band name!” So now Trog meant someone British with an awkward haircut who knew three chords. And to be fair, one pretty influential song.
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