The door we saw yesterday needed some psionic blast of some sort, and mine and Boon Chakos were not powerful enough to cause a stir. The glass statues in the room we slept in were somehow activated by Lorik’s patented “Think first, act first, then realize that we skipped step one.”. They too were somehow powered by some psionic energy. Thankfully a shard from their remains could temporarily increase Boon Chakos’ psionic ability, and the great door was opened. Vesryn stepped on the altar before anyone could act and he fell. Time seemed to warp as he fell, and it felt like ages before we could look down the hole he left to try and figure out how to descend.
After Lorik descended into the second layer of the dungeon and Boon Chakos followed, the stone tablet rose to our level, with the satyr displaying his lower body by standing on his hands. Quite an impressive display. Inukshuk and I stepped on the elevating stone and we descended.
Of course when we were at the bottom we thought Vesryn could handle his captors quite well, and none of us wanted to feel the bite of his ice or the sting of his arrows. He could even make friends with some of them then betray their hope as they are hit with the case of ‘friendly fire’.
Some spooky scary skellingtons were our next opponents, and with their sharp claws and shrieking shouts, Lorik was unfortunately knocked out. Strange to see some undead creatures not created by the forces of a misguided deity; they did not cower before they radiant light.
When Lorik’s safety was secured, the wizard returned seemingly untouched. I am not quite sure what happened next, my memory fails me. There were some enemies, a statue… Something was attacking my friends. But all I could see where the mushrooms.
Mushrooms everywhere, voices speaking to what I assume was me, and the voices knew me, and knew of me. How could these mushrooms know who I was and who I am? They have been sealed here for even they don’t know how long.
Mushroomking said…. something. Go and kill… more other mushrooms. Seek the artifact that powers the mushrooms and the tiny self-replicating constructs….
Lorik wide awake, looks like a mushroom in his pants. Boon not saying much, must be enjoying himself. Inukshuk hard to tell, he looked pretty normal to me. Vesryn… he is defiantly hearing or seeing things I don’t see. I hope he will be ok in our little side venture.
It was hard to concentrate, and I am not sure what is real and what is not anymore. We found some other forme of fungi, one which feared the radiance oddly enough. And apparently there was some sort of elemental there too? I am not sure… It has been a while since I had a rest. But I am ready for battle, to defeat the evil grey coloured mushrooms.
Things got pretty strange, Vesryn appeared to have fainted or skittered off, my hearing has been acting strange. Lorik was unresponsive when we walked into an ambush of humanoid spiders. With only three of us to do battle, we faced the foes. Feeling feverish, I took off my armor and tossed it to the ground. I was glad to see I wasn’t the only one feeling the effects; Inukshuk was without his armor and appeared unconscious. Not outside my area of expertise and with the favor of the gods he recovered. I think he put my shirt on. Was he wrestling with some sort of Rust Lobster?
Why didn’t Boon Chakos do the same and remove his armor from the fever? Must be some strange monk practice, I need to learn of it. Lorik appeared to have woken up from his stupor. We were not in good shape. It has been a long day full of endless battle. I still had most of my powers reserved, but the others needed to recover. Inukshuk must have had some memory issues since he lost his armor and axe somehow (how can you lose things that big?) and was stuffed in my armor.
I think we visited the Lord of the Mushrooms or something. Don’t recall. Well all four of us decided we needed to rest at Abbot Temgula’s temple to recuperate and resupply. We know of our foes and can adjust our battle plan accordingly.
Apes found us when we surfaces from the cave. One of them had a mustache and was starring oddly at me without my armor. I am 12 and what is this. Too tired to fight, I think we tried to reason with them. Well, I just pooped in my hand and tossed it at Lorik. They all imitated it so I think they are friends.
Well the four of us will be ready for tomorrow. Myself I am feeling stronger than when we last entered, and I know what I need from Temgula. Sometimes I wish I kept more gold for trading, but I think they are still thankful for the Snake Eyes I left them with.
I realize now that staying back and healing my friends is no longer enough. Even our mightiest can fall from a simple misstep or and unlucky hit from a foe. I can’t stay in the back and hope that my friends don’t die. I wonder if Temgula has Scale Armor handy, he is a snakeman after all. I hope I haven’t forgotten the Hand’s training.
I have the strangest feeling we forgot something very important in the dungeon. Was it a weapon? Or maybe it was some gems… I hope my mind clears up by tomorrow.