Reentering the dark tower provides a bit of a surprise to the intrepid ditherers. It seems that during their leisure activities, the voluminous evil has reanimated some of the ambulatory flesh piles they first encountered. In an alarming twist – they are almost completely immune to magic so it falls mostly to the acid-soaked Cosmic accompanied by Mr. T and his dancing blades to wreak the appropriate levels of havoc.
The somewhat invisible stalkers are still top of the party’s dither agenda, so they veer in a different direction. Doors are scanned and unlocked, or broken down by the druid’s rampaging earth elemental...
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