Board Thread:Role Playing Board/@comment-1414871-20181008204729/@comment-1414871-20181008223436

You turn your head to Tumeric. "Chop them off!"

Tumeric doesn't even wait a second, lobbing the tentacles off. The tentacles squirm and then die on the floor. You pick them up... these could make nice whips, you think. The room seems to breathe erratically now, a slow hole of light now opening up. Should you keep looking around or keep going forward?