Moving into the 'perfectly safe forest way - what can go wrong?', in order to find way to the caves of chaos, our intrepid party pretty much lose their bearings amongst the giant trees, the dank forest floor, the impressively tall trees...and the weird Dryad folk.
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| Not Brian... |
Encountering a group of three of these (Evie, Sevie and Bryan(!) ), the green treefolk beg them to find their home-stone, which has been stolen by a Forest Troll (what can go wrong?). They agree to guide the party out of the forest, if the 'stone of great magic' is returned to them.
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| The dank and shiny...forest floor |
Guiding the reluctant party to a ruined castle, wherein they find reference to an 'Ancient King', the delve into the dungeon level.
That first corridor seems remarkably clean, and somewhere in the distance, they see...a floating skeleton, with remains of Dryad around it..wait...floating, clean corridor, chemical smell...
That can mean only one thing! They have contract cleaners! ..or, it's a GELATINOUS CUBE!
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| "Gelatinous Cube!!!!"...with a brass top...not a jar...no, honest. |
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| "LIDDA! NOOOOOOO!" |
it fills the corridor and engulfs Lidda Puddlefoot the halfling, after almost killing Bjorn, who collapses paralysed, Lidda rescued in the nick of time by Bernard, who hacks in with a pick and wrenches her to freedom. The party flees back to the surface as the G Cube 'horrifically tidies up after them'....therein, lies the secret to defeating it!
The party duly assemble all the rubbish up top, before dispensing it in front of the G Cube with clean freak OCD, who snuffles up the rubbish, almost impervious to the party that hack at it with weapons doing half damage, before fleeing. Just on the verge of having used all the crap they can find, a critical hit manages to split the cube in two and it melts into the cracks in the corridor, finally releasing the long dead dryad skeleton that gave it away in the first place.
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| Dumping crap, and running away bravely... |
Entering the chamber at the end of the corridor, the party encounters the Forest Troll in the middle of a venison lunch!
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| The hungry troll, and the baaaad dice rolls |
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| "So, your honour...I was just having lunch and they broke into my kitchen like..!" |
Combat ensues, with possibly the worst set of party dice rolls EVAR!...but the unlucky troll, who seems somehow possessed by the strange arcane rock fragment that glows purple in its nest, is ultimately defeated...despite a cleric spell fumble, a few knockdowns, and the breakage of the holy, Elven magic sword 'Quenya'..'you have broken..what could not be broken!' ...oh well ...
The party takes the stone...and decides what to do next, as the cleric is compensated by finding a weird mace amongst the troll's gear.
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