Good old rock. Nothing beats rock…except mud.
Deciding on a plan for the temple, the group veers off in a different direction, performing an aerial tour of …
Killing Time
Entering the room, they spy a 12′ tall homunculus in the middle of a room that has been destroyed. ‘Say…aren’t …
Its a small world after all…
On second thought – donkeys are fun – so while the humans trail along behind them, the rest of the …
Don Quihote, Don Quipunche
Deciding against leaping through a portal to elsewhere, there is a bit of poking about left to accomplish. A door …
Holey Moley – or – Tubermolosis
As they investigate the organ room and muse about the possibility of this being a magical gateway, the aforementioned druergar …
Angry bedsheets of doom
Drifting along on the waterway, the group navigates a small set of rapids before entering an enormous cavern that is …
Black Muddy River, roll on forever…
Returning to the scene of the slaughter, it seems clear that their actions have been detected, for the bodies of …
How now brown drow.
Emerging from the place of security, the intrepid band resumes adventuring in this seemingly endless maze of tunnels, doors and …
Hi ho, hi ho…down the stairs we go…
Descending along the trail blazed by the lazy mage’s traveling eyeball, the group reaches an intersection where the sounds of …
Where are the stairs?
The hijinks continue. The group wanders near and far, hither and yon, all in the pursuit of the elusive stairs …