A narrow walkway two feet across hugs the wall of this circular chamber. Beyond the edge of the walkway yawns a nasty, twenty foot deep pit - evidently a trap that succeeded at its intended purpose. An attractive young woman in wizard's robes is impaled on a nasty-looking spike at the pit's bottom and gasping for breath. If she's some kind of illusion, she's a very convincing one.
Keth takes a pickle when no one is looking, and munches on it at the back of the marching order. When they find the woman, he swallows the last of his pickle nervously.
Co-come on guys, look at her! We gotta get outta here or we're gonna die too!
Keth reaches down ad pokes at her with a dagger to see if she's real.
"Half orcs are not the smartest one, are the? It's ok, honey, we still love you. Now, stop waving heartlessly your dagger at the poor woman far down there. We need to help somehow. Wait, I believe I have a rope."
Lyan gets the rope from her backpack and throws to the woman in the pit: "Can you hold to it?"
Oh she's real haha. The woman grabs on to the rope, and if you guys pull her up, she slides off the spikes - which looks really painful - and you pull her up. Her lung has been clearly punctured and will probably die if she doesn't receive medical treatment.
Keth pokes the lady a few more times when no one is looking as she's being raised out of the pit, and stands behind Meatface again, waiting to see what's going on.
She guzzles down the health potion, grateful. The horrible lung puncturing wounds seal up, and she stands. "Thank you for saving me! I'm Glizzlegus. Gosh, I just didn't see that trap - I rolled a 1 on my dex check and, well, there I was! I thought I was a goner."
"Can happen with the best of us." Lyan helps the poor thing to stand. "You can stay with our group. At least you would not need to roll everything yourself."
"Where are WE going?" She'd then turn to ask Lyan.
"So like. We got a level for saving this woman?" Summer would pause. You can almost hear the wheels churn as she comes to realize killing things isn't the only way to gain points in this board game. "Huh." She'd go back to texting. "I'd still rather give someone an arrow to the knee."
"Not to discourage you all or anything, but to get to room 15 we need to pass room 16 first or go all the way around. See - here , right on the map. And we still have not been in room 11, which is that door." "Kiir, you are the closest there - would you mind open it up and peek inside?"
"Six orcs kneeling near the south wall of this room are busy stuffing various goods inside sacks and crates. They grunt to each other every so often and occasionally show off an object such as a vegetable or a sock to the approval of the other orcs around them. They pay no attention to anything but their weird task."
"Is it just me or that dungeon is a truly one big junk yard? I would say that Meeseek with the writing woman is no better than ours, sent for potions and traps." "Ah! Dad, did you make fake Meeseeks for us?"
Oh, right, to everyone: "I think we can safely pass those hard-working Morty's role-models and go check room 12, just behind them."
A warm fire crackles in a fireplace along the far wall of this chamber. Several orcs sit around a long table that's set for a feast, complete with a large, covered silver platter at the center. The smell of baking bread and spiced potatoes fills the room. Five orcs are in this room, and the other orcs from the other room walk in. No one seems to notice you or care.
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ROOM 13 - DA MAGE ROOM
A narrow walkway two feet across hugs the wall of this circular chamber. Beyond the edge of the walkway yawns a nasty, twenty foot deep pit - evidently a trap that succeeded at its intended purpose. An attractive young woman in wizard's robes is impaled on a nasty-looking spike at the pit's bottom and gasping for breath. If she's some kind of illusion, she's a very convincing one.
Keth takes a pickle when no one is looking, and munches on it at the back of the marching order. When they find the woman, he swallows the last of his pickle nervously.
Co-come on guys, look at her! We gotta get outta here or we're gonna die too!
Keth reaches down ad pokes at her with a dagger to see if she's real.
"Half orcs are not the smartest one, are the? It's ok, honey, we still love you. Now, stop waving heartlessly your dagger at the poor woman far down there. We need to help somehow. Wait, I believe I have a rope."
Lyan gets the rope from her backpack and throws to the woman in the pit: "Can you hold to it?"
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Oh she's real haha. The woman grabs on to the rope, and if you guys pull her up, she slides off the spikes - which looks really painful - and you pull her up. Her lung has been clearly punctured and will probably die if she doesn't receive medical treatment.
"Where is that Meeseek with healing potions! Useless blobs. Here, have my, dear." Lyam gives her only healing potion to the woman.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
"Oh my god! Are you alright lady?" Kiir says while checking out her wounds.
Medicine: 13
Keth pokes the lady a few more times when no one is looking as she's being raised out of the pit, and stands behind Meatface again, waiting to see what's going on.
She guzzles down the health potion, grateful. The horrible lung puncturing wounds seal up, and she stands. "Thank you for saving me! I'm Glizzlegus. Gosh, I just didn't see that trap - I rolled a 1 on my dex check and, well, there I was! I thought I was a goner."
"Can happen with the best of us." Lyan helps the poor thing to stand. "You can stay with our group. At least you would not need to roll everything yourself."
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Ari would look at 'Gizzlegus' suspiciously, "Did you come alone?"
Insight: 8
just an unstable unicorn.
"I did!" she replies. If she's being deceptive, you can't tell. She seems sincere.
"Where were you going?" Ari would ask Gizzlegus.
"Where are WE going?" She'd then turn to ask Lyan.
"So like. We got a level for saving this woman?" Summer would pause. You can almost hear the wheels churn as she comes to realize killing things isn't the only way to gain points in this board game. "Huh." She'd go back to texting. "I'd still rather give someone an arrow to the knee."
just an unstable unicorn.
"I was heading to room 15!" she says happily.
"You're all heading to room 15!" she says happily.
"Yup." Rick says. "You all gained a level. Congrats. You're all not complete idiots. Except you Jerry. And sometimes Morty." he rolls his eyes.
"Yay, level up! I'll show you who's an idiot when i beat your dungeon Rick! On to room 15 then."
"Not to discourage you all or anything, but to get to room 15 we need to pass room 16 first or go all the way around. See - here , right on the map. And we still have not been in room 11, which is that door." "Kiir, you are the closest there - would you mind open it up and peek inside?"
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Morty looks up from the table
"Wa-wait guys, did we actually level up? I gotta like, do math and shit man! I need more time!"
"Just us. Not you."
(Sisterly deception: 9 for shits and gigs)
just an unstable unicorn.
ROOM 11 - ORC GIFT ROOM
"Six orcs kneeling near the south wall of this room are busy stuffing various goods inside sacks and crates. They grunt to each other every so often and occasionally show off an object such as a vegetable or a sock to the approval of the other orcs around them. They pay no attention to anything but their weird task."
"Is it just me or that dungeon is a truly one big junk yard? I would say that Meeseek with the writing woman is no better than ours, sent for potions and traps." "Ah! Dad, did you make fake Meeseeks for us?"
Oh, right, to everyone: "I think we can safely pass those hard-working Morty's role-models and go check room 12, just behind them."
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
ROOM 12 - FESTIVE DINNER ROOM
A warm fire crackles in a fireplace along the far wall of this chamber. Several orcs sit around a long table that's set for a feast, complete with a large, covered silver platter at the center. The smell of baking bread and spiced potatoes fills the room. Five orcs are in this room, and the other orcs from the other room walk in. No one seems to notice you or care.