Thursday, 22 February 2024

(G548 20/01/2024 via Roll20 - JF, KT, AP(GM), AD) YI-B3


 

 (G548 20/01/2024 via Roll20 - JF, KT, AP(GM), AD) YI-B3

[Myself (Rollo), Reinward and Fang have teleported from Yag Island to a mysterious dungeon on a quest to find the "Stone of the Sparkledingles" that Felia our resident magical shopkeeper wants us to find. We are currently in the dungeon having recently defeated a giant spider and some Otyughs.]

DAY 620  (13th Uktar) (November) cont ...

After slaying all the Otyughs, we got back to our exploration of all the rooms and twisting corridors. As ever we avoided opening doors that had the buzzing sounds of Hell Wasps behind them. I had new spells ready for today that I hoped would be able to handle them, but I was merely following and not leading this expedition and left it to the other two as to what door was opened and what was not.

As we worked our way further into the eastern parts of the dungeon it seemed to be that buzzing was coming from every doorway so we doubled back into a less 'waspy' area and explored more to the south.

We were back in the giant spider area and we discovered another one, not as big as the first, and no more intelligent so we defeated it with the same "crocodile and daggers" method.

After the combat, as I usually did if time permitted, I gathered some interesting spider parts for later study.

On we went. More random nonsense scrawled on the walls, more traps and more seemingly random corridors, doors and portcullis.

Eventually we came to a chamber that contained six eight-legged lizards - basilisks. This was new! They were no less aggressive then anything else we had met so far though. Fang charged in, Reinward tumbled in and I sent in the crocodiles. I did think that Fang was rather careless and although we warned him he almost deliberately was looking them all in the eye - as if daring them to turn him into stone! Or maybe he just wanted to know what it felt like. It happened to me once, and I can't say I would recommend it.

He managed to resist them though and soon they were all dead. I stuffed the least chopped up one into my Bag of Holding for later study.

We continued cautiously. More doors, more traps, more corridors. Finally we came to another room full of Otyughs. Where were they all coming from? There were lots of them here, fourteen I think. Fang had been wanting to see my use Flame Strike so I did that before anything else and incinerated a bunch of them. We then finished off the others by the usual method.

By now we were covered in filth and ichor again from all the fighting and searching through remains. I was used to that sort of thing, being a seasoned adventurer and all that but I was wondering if this Stone of the Sparkledingles existed at all and if this wasn't just a  wild goose chase?

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