The water slide is behind us, most of the party reaching the bottom unscathed. Only the reckless take a bit of bruising, coming to rather an abrupt stop once the slippery stone turns back to the rather more abrasive dry stone floor. We move onwards, and see what looks to be some chains hanging from […]
The corridor ahead changes to have a circular cross-section, the water from behind making the floor slippery. Yes, we've found the water slide. The agile members of the party aren't too worried, at least not with getting to the bottom of the slide itself. Ganelon in his plate armour is somewhat concerned, but Brennan volunteers […]
Ghouls! They have a paralysing attack, which could spell trouble if we are all afflicted. But the odds of each of us getting paralysed is surely negligible. Well, Skelra's minimal armour class pretty much ensures he doesn't last long, particularly as the ghouls get a surprise round against us. But that's only one down and […]
We let the devil out of his cell. And by 'we', I mean 'me and Skelra', whilst the others are taking a see-no-evil approach to our adventuring, heading around the corner so they have plausible deniability over our actions. No sooner is the cell door open than the devil springs out and teleports away. I'm […]
Loitering to stare at the pebble perpetually falling down the supposed bottomless pit is not such a great idea. Shadows appear from the opposite walls! Not shadows cast by the flaming pebble, or whatever torch or magical light is illuminating the room, but shadows the incorporeal monsters. The shadows approach and attack, ignoring armour as […]
This isn't good. Our paladin had trouble walking down a straight corridor and being presented with what was essentially a crooked crossroads. Now we've passed on from that passageway to open a door in to an Escheresque room, containing a stairway that heads forever upwards, regardless of whether we turn left or right to start […]
There are greater treasures in this room than quills from the howlers. Bookshelves line the walls high above, half-full with old-looking tomes. There may not be anything particularly extraordinary, but they are old and hefty enough to be worth a decent amount of gold. We take a few down and flick through them to see […]
Howlers! They howl, hurting anyone with ears, and they have sharp quills that damage anyone engaged in melee combat. That's pretty much all of us. We have little option but to engage them in melee combat, though, and have to slog it out one-on-one. Afutavere has some advantage in being able to bow the first […]
'I suppose we'd better follow where his tongue leads us.' 'You don't hear that very often.' Quite, but I'm hoping to make it our catchphrase, even if it means sticking my tongue on every secret door or portal to hell we come across. It shouldn't be too difficult, as I seem to have some practice […]
Theatrics over, we are preparing to be the guests of honour at the mayor's party celebrating the survival of the cast of our deadly play. Getting in to the mood, Ganelon asks 'can we bring a date?' 'Do you have a date?', I reply. 'No. But the ranger's bringing his cat.' 'Yes, but is it […]