DAY 468 (13th Kythorn)(June) cont ...
In the dungeons under the House of Scrofulous Pieter, me, Stephen the Wolf, Corum, Silvia, Jiggles and Irritator were taking on a small horde (is that an oxymoron? hmm, nevermind) of undead minotaurs.
I piled in the apes and crocodiles, Corum slashed at them from the other side of the corridor, while Sylvia healed whoever needed it. Irritator fire in salvos of magic missiles and Jiggles... well, she stood back and let us get on with it really as she was there to unlock the doors and find traps.
One by one we killed the minotaurs until the doorway was clogged with their bodies. I counted eight of them by the time we were finished. We got our breath back and continued on our way.
The corridor turned and lead us to where it branched to the right. Jiggles sprung a stun trap and after her eyes had stopped rolling around we sent her up it. There were three undead wyverns skulking at the back and they came lumbering down to attack us. Just as we were getting to grips with them three more came down from the north end of the corridor and we were somewhat trapped.
Sylvia made a sort of 'stand back' gesture and went in for the 'Turn Undead', but the all failed completely to even amuse the Wyverns and on they came. I've had dealings with these things before, in a place called the Rift in the Plane of Shadows so I decided to throw everything at them.
There was a large room to the north, I could just make it out at the end of the corridor so I summoned a Elasmosaurus into it. It would not be able to get down the corridor on its flippers but it had a very long neck and nasty snapping jaws and definitely got the attention of the wyverns.
The ones closest to us were dealt with by Corum and Irritator. Sylvia cast Wall of Thorns down the east corridor and one of them ripped itself to bits trying to get to us. The last one I got with a successful Baleful Polymorph spell (my first one!) and I turned it into a small mongrel dog.
It took a while to catch and stuff into a bag as it nipped at us and tripped us up. But eventually Corum caught it. He called it Phteven, after a joke name he'd heard in the watch.
We had defeated the Wyverns, but had little magic left. After a brief pow-wow we decided that we'd done enough to keep the place in check for a while and headed back up to the surface.
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