(G588 29/03/205 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AP) YI40

(G588 29/03/205 via Roll20  - JF(GM), KT, AP) YI40

[Fenrir and Reinward are in the Dismal Caverns doing a quest on behalf of Xama the Priestess of Ghaunadaur. They are now in the Gauntlet of Zhaeryx. They are accompanied by Brodok, Cartet Murkor and Abriska, a jelly shaped fighter, a jelly shaped druid and a bucket of ooze respectively.]

DAY 677 (9th Hammer)(January) cont ...

The next cave they came to was full of gently swaying gelatinous humanoids. Larger than Brodok, but similair in construction. They lacked bones, but something was inside them to hold them up into human form.

Seven feet tall and thick set, they appeared to be made out of dark purple jelly. As the adventurers approach the cave entrance, they seemed to sense intruders and lumbered fowards.

Fenrir and the others retreated back into the tunnel, but these jellymen seemed to be able to crush together into a giant mass, oozing around each other and squeezing into gaps. They went past Fenrir and entered the chamber the chamber the others were hiding in. Soon they were everywhere and everyone had to fight them.

Fenrir cast Eldritch Doom and took some of them out, blasting ooze everywhere. As the jellymen were killed, the others seemed to get stronger, more resilent and more dangerous.

Reinward now had the ability to cast 'Solid Fog' which helped slow down the jelly men, but also slowed down everyone else. Fenrir had to use one of his precious teleportations to do a short ranged hop to the back of the previous cave.

Eventually they had cut down the jellymen until there were only two left. However they were massive and very dangerous. Again Fenrir had to teleport to get out from under one of them, and when one was slain, the other syphoned up all the ooze and formed into a single massive jelly-giant.

After more running around, blasts and throwing daggers it went down, exploding in a shower of ooze. It had been a brutal fight and they were all injured. They stopped  their progress through the Gauntlet for a while to heal up.

Later on they hit on the idea of adding some of the jellyman ooze to the barrel that Brodok was reforming in. Reinward tentatively poured in a pint of the slimy purple jelly mixture, but then left it at that.

After a while, Fenrir went to check the cave where the jellymen had been and saw that an even bigger giant had formed! A colossal jellygiant stood, its head nearly touching the cavern ceiling.

Fenrir sighed and reported this to the others. They then retreated well back into the cavern system, to where the wererats had been and set up camp.

On a side note: I think these beings were a type of construct. Although I have not seen them named in any of the books I researched in I think they could be reasonably named Regenerating Ooze Golems.

DAY 678 (10th Hammer)(January)

There was no day and night cycle in the Dismal Caverns, but time did pass as normal.
At roughly two in the morning, Brodok had reformed. He seemed more powerful than before, thanks to the Ooze Golem add-mixture.

Later than morning they felt rested enough to take on the final giant jellyman. Waves of crocodiles were first sent in by Cartet to confuse the monster.  Reinward tried casting Grease twice, which I don't understand at all as the mostrosetiy was essenstial a giant pile of grease in human form.

They retreated as it worked its way through the crocodiles. As it came Fenrir  blasted at it again and again, doing the most damage, but it was Reinward that dealt the final killing blow.

After that they looted the cavern. There was plenty of treasure scattered about in the rocks, ancient gold from who-knows where. They sat for the rest of the day, recovering from the exhersions of the combat and taking stock of their remaining supplies.

Reinward was nervous that waiting as long as a full day would anger Ghaunadaur. Even though Abriska told him not to worry, Reinward wanted to honour the god in some way.
'Ah well,' advised the bucket of ooze that was Abriska. 'He prefers living offerings, but when that is impossible he also accepts bones and food that are burned in oil while braziers of perfumed incense are also burned. If the worshiper can not deliver any offerings they are required to perform their prayer while holding one unprotected hand in an open flame.'

Even though Abriska informed them it was a waste of time if they were not clerics of Ghaunadaur, they started sticking their hands in the camp fire anyway.

Fenrir found that he was not getting hurt due to his magical resitance to fire. He pretend to be hurt though - 'Ooo! Ouch! So sore - I honour thee Ghaunadaur!' and all that. I can't imagine how a bucket of ooze could roll its eyes, but I bet it did.

Reinward did give himself a nasty burn, but if Ghaunadaur was impressed by this, he gave no sign.

They spent the rest of the day talking and telling tall tales around the fire.