We are still in the room with a caged demonic entity. It seems like we’ve been here for days, but as the monster looks like it wants to eat our spleens and the woman we’ve come here to rescue is lying unconscious in the same cage we find ourselves in something of a dilemma. [...]
The monster in the cage does not speak a language common to us.
‘Can you cast Tongues on me?’
‘No, it’s personal.’
‘Oh, please? I didn’t mean to use your face soap to wash my buttocks.’
‘No, I don’t mean I don’t like you, ‘personal’ is the range of the spell.’
Defeating the naga, we find our way to an exit from the twisty passages. Fortunately, this exit leads to a room that contains the kidnapped woman we’ve been looking for. Not quite so fortunately, she is unconscious and in a cage that also contains a huge demonic-looking monster with a monstrous weapon. [...]
We find ourselves in a mazy of twisty little passages, all alike. Metrius, our increasingly-difficult-to-describe Dwarf Paladin/Warrior/Barbarian/Mounted Warrior (I’ll just call him a Paladin), has a sure-fire way to get through these things: always turn left. Thinking about it, this seems uncannily like his normal way of adventuring, which is to take the [...]
‘What was he doing hiding in the cupboard? He must be the most cowardly cultist in the dungeon!’
‘That’s only because you’re not a cultist.’
Today is a sad day indeed. We lost an adventuring friend, one who helped us through many fights, and eased our pain from traps and pitfalls. It’s difficult to describe how we all felt, this far from a friendly settlement, when we realised what was about to happen. It was inevitable, yet [...]