A whirling tornado of blades, chains, and spikes suddenly hurtles toward you from the shadowy corner of the temple. You think maybe there’s a ninja snowman in the middle of all that flashing steel, but it’s hard to tell… if there is, he must have about twelve arms.
He gets the jump on you and strangles you mercilessly with a length of chain while simultaneously skewering your nipple and your elbow with razor‐sharp blades. Oof! Ow! Ouch! Owie!
You remember your training and thrust‐SMACK with your seal‐clubbing club. BIFF! SOCKO! POW! KABLOOIE!
You wince sympathetically as he accidentally grabs the bladed end of his weapon instead of the handle, and take the opportunity to hit him with another solid thrust‐smack! BOOM! WHACK! KERFLUGGEN!
The snowman falls to the floor, his ridiculously complex weapon smacking him soundly on the noggin.
You win the fight!
The rest of the Ninja Snowmen bow to you – well, as well as someone whose body is three big snowballs can bow. “You have proven yourself in combat, honorable adventurer,” one says. “You may request anything of us that we can provide.”
“Do you have the Obvious Plot Device?” you ask. “I have been charged with returning it to the Knoll.”
“It is with great sorrow that I admit that I have it,” another Ninja Snowman says. “I thought it was very neat and shiny, so I stole it from the Knoll. I will return it to you, then commit ritualistic seppuku.” He hands you the Plot Device, then looks for somewhere to plug in a hair‐dryer.
You’ve got the Plot Device! You turn around and skip out of the Ninja Snowman’s lair.