The party, patching itself up after the owlbear and the death of ...what was his name?...and now porting two baby owlbears (since...why not), move to the ground level cavern where they saw the wagon wheel (and not in a good way).
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| Balin leads the way - for 5 minutes anyway |
The cavemouth stinks of rot, and is covered in malign looking fungus and rotten plant life, ...but they go in anyway. Lighting a torch, and keeping an eye out however, is not enough for them to see the floor pit trap, with spikes and such...and Jeralt and Balin fall in...the characters behind them narrowly avoiding the trap themselves...the fall triggering an attack from the flesh eating creepers on one side, whilst Jeralt the Paladin, managing to get out of the pit trap, faces giant rats on the other..
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Creepers - who clearly have gym memberships |
Now these guys seem easy to take down - until they don't. Balin, having taken damage from the pit, is a 'bit' wounded. Bear that in mind.
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| Not this Balin... |
The party move on to explore the complex, encountering the cannibal creepers' 'larder' (ewww) and more of the warrior creeper types in hidden chambers, at which point the wounded Balin is taken down in combat...with two rounds to live; even the multitude of party members that get to him, seem unable to save him as he bleeds to death...oh Shadowdark, thou art a harsh gaming environment ;)
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| ummm man down! |
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| Somebody save him dammit! |
Busted up, the party elect to use Mountainholme - the magic shield - to barricade their position, the shield now passing to Lidda the halfling (whom its magic will turn into a dwarf by morning, meaning that she will have to wear boots - it's complicated...).
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| Party of five - Dagmara, Karlyle, Jeralt, Bjorn and Lidda the halfling-uhh dwarf... |
And then, there were five left... :O
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