Basement dwellers, beware!
Leaving aside the tempting trapdoor and the stairs beyond, the group sets about spending the stipend and trying to blend …
Wuntad, Wuntad, where is the Wuntad?
The march is mostly uneventful save for two encounters. The first is a party of foragers, on the wings of …
Who’s the intellect devourer now?
Ears to the ground and fingers in the wind reveals that there is some serous poop meeting rapidly whirling fan …
Welcome to the machine!
Navigating past the terrible tower of zappiness, they return to the medusa’s lair – but first spend several minutes shooting …
It always feels like somebody’s watching me…
A few minutes of plundering and looting is always a way to calm down after a traumatic event. There is …
Stonelost Dwarf or Lost, Stone Dwarf? Tick Tock.
In the silence that follows Zaal’s killing blow, there is the distant sound of rapidly approaching feet. The group fans …
We always come back!
The area beyond the door shows the bloodstains from the recent battle, but the bodies of the fallen have been …
When the log rolls over we’ll all be dead!
Dropping into the sewers is accomplished and the group travels towards the metal door. They find it locked and trapped, …
Lets kill the landlord!
Journeying to the apartment building is uneventful. The party gives it a good hard looking over and notices there are …
Doing good in the name of evil self-interest
After stewing a bit over the galling robbery of their hard-won items by Wuntad the cultist, the group investigates the …
Fingers get Krusty
Re-entering the manor house is a mix of trepidation and excitement. Half the key is in hand and it seems …
Say goodbye to Rusty Fingers. Dead and gone but his smell still lingers.
The party spends more time investigating. They make their way to an old kitchen, now walled off from the rest …