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RE: Splinterlands Role-Playing Contest! Be the Hero and Win a Booster Pack!

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You quickly start thinking. If you start burning the oil, the cave will fill with smoke and you will die due to the lack of oxygen. As for the sword, there are some problems about it. First, you cannot be sure if the sword is a sword and will it even defeat the monster you are about to face? No, you cannot be sure. That leaves one option left, the razor-sharp stalagmites. You are pretty sure the stalagmites have already been loosened a bit by all the stomping by that monster so all you need is to knock those stalagmites free. You pick up some big rocks and prepare to throw. The monster enters, waiting for an easy prey but what he does get is a big stalagmite in the chest! The monster screams with fury only for it to incur the wrath of more stalagmites wiggling free from the shock of the scream. The monster, now fatally wounded drops down and tries to reach for you. His eyes are pierced though and he has to rely on his sense of smell. The monster drags the corpse of the dead girl away, mistaking it to be you and with one last act, crushes it and then falls dead. You have survived this encounter but you remind yourself to listen to your dad's advice to avoid bars the next time you are searching for a girl. The End.

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Fully committed to coming up with the perfect plan, you start thinking through the various possible outcomes of your predicament.

You could burn the oil, but then you will be smoked out and probably killed.

Going for the sword would probably just attract the attention of the monster.

That means that your only hope are the razor-sharp stalagmites hanging from the ceiling...

WAIT! Those are stalactites, not stalagmites. Stalagmites are the ones that come from the ground, and stalactites come from the ceiling. Or is it the other way around? Does it even matter?! You silently curse the tendency you have always had to carelessly interchange geological terms.

Meanwhile, you have been so deep in thought that you failed to notice that you have already been swallowed whole by the Balrog, whose stomach acids have already begun disintegrating your lower half.

You're dead.

Whoops lol. I have a tendency to switch the two.