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META: Nuh uh on the bland human food, Tommary totally went Emeril "bam!" with the Paprika on that badger, literally peppered the **** out of it because he didn't have time to do the trick he's doing with the turtle.  Toots is likely experiencing massive acid reflux right now.  (Also, didn't the hin do the barbecuing after Tommary dressed it?).

IC: Tommary panics for a second and checks Nine's mirror.

 
OOC: In as much as the seasonings available in our traveling Wayfarers’ kits is severely limited for portability; and in as much as the only member of our party who had proficiency in Cook's Utensils suddenly ceased to exist midday “yesterday;” and in comparison to the fine Hin cooking taught to the students of Madam Clementine’s Technicall School of Culinary Arts and Soup Kitchen (of which Toots is a financial patron); by comparison they were still some relatively bland badger-kabobs by Toots’ reckoning. 😉

OOC/RETCON: Nuh uh, Tommary found something fiery during his forage, ground it with a dagger hilt and "bam" spread it all over and in that badger's wazoo and whatzit.

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IC: Tommary panics for a second and checks Nine's mirror.

 

Still in good shape and clean after Toots gets to it.

Tommary then utilizes Nine Mirrorbreastplate to get his hair into some semblance of order.

"Y'know?  I thought draining the dungeon woulda made the gross better.  But as disgustin' and vile as all that swamp water was, I think I honestly preferred it to this..." Ilyara grunted, staring down at one raised, slime-besmirched paw with a scowl of deep, abiding disgust on her face.  "There's plenty of times I envy you folks your weirdly shaped feet and how they seem to work so much better for shoes.  This may be the most envious I've ever been..."

Some of you notice that from the direction you are traveling, there isn't as thick a layer of sludge. From Layla's direction, it is viscous and gloopy.

OOC: Spent part of the weekend clearing mangroves from a Hawaiian fishpond. I wish I could give you all the sensations as a download. How even if you had tight fitting shoes and socks, the mud still got to skin and it had an odor with personality. I felt something move around my toes but couldn't take off my shoes. I was thinking I wish I could share the experience with you.

Tommary looks to the Layla passage from which the party came, "Maybe it'll dry off by the time we come back this way ... probably not, but maybe."

OOC: You ever try those rubber overboots for gardening that go up to just below the knee, or if need be hip waders?  You lose a little mobility (but do you really need to be able to run grapevines cleaning mangroves?) and if you're below a certain age you may feel like you look silly, but they're a good investment if you do that sort of work on the regular, even annually and the Walmart stuff is just as good as the stuff you'd find at REI or a Bass Pro shop if you're thinking budget.  Sort of hose down thing when you're done and as long as you weren't standing like in actual sewerage pretty much long term reuse.

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OOC: Spent part of the weekend clearing mangroves from a Hawaiian fishpond. I wish I could give you all the sensations as a download. How even if you had tight fitting shoes and socks, the mud still got to skin and it had an odor with personality. I felt something move around my toes but couldn't take off my shoes. I was thinking I wish I could share the experience with you.

 
OOC: My family used to go crabbing in the New Jersey wetlands when I was young. On one occasion i had to go take care of some “personal business” (if you catch my meaning). My parents dropped me off on a speck of "land" to do my thing, and in the 5ish minutes my feet didn't move they sank halfway to the ankles and I got stuck in the mud. As anyone who has ever been stuck in the mud like that can attest, with nothing else to hold onto for leverage, the more and more you try to pull free, the stucker and stucker you get. My dad had to toss me an oar to help me distribute my weight so I could get free. That black jersey mud kept one of my sneakers as a souvenir of my visit though. And I got bit on the ass by a horsefly while my cheeks were in the breeze. 😳😱 (Those ****ers hurt!) As to the smell in these tunnels, I have been imagining a combination of the relatively “fresh-ish” smell of that Jersey swamp muck mixed up with the unmistakable (and wholly unpleasant) aroma of an open restaurant grease trap.* It may not be exactly what you have in mind, but I’m sure it’s close enough that I think I’m good on the sensory download.

*For anyone unfamiliar, the contents of a grease trap smells like a pit raw sewage combined with lots of decomposition without any flora to absorb that rotting material. 🤢 It makes the that Jersey swamp smell like fresh mountain air by comparison. Actual dead things don't smell that bad. Come to think of it, the local sewage treatment plant doesn’t smell that bad. (Not even when it recently flooded because of Ida and raw sewage was spread for several blocks throughout a mixed residential/retail/light industrial zoned neighborhood and sewage literally flooded into people’s basements and first floors.)

Trigger Warning: Do not read spoiler contents if easily upset by tales of RL tragedy.

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OOC: You ever try those rubber overboots for gardening that go up to just below the knee, or if need be hip waders?  You lose a little mobility (but do you really need to be able to run grapevines cleaning mangroves?) and if you're below a certain age you may feel like you look silly, but they're a good investment if you do that sort of work on the regular, even annually and the Walmart stuff is just as good as the stuff you'd find at REI or a Bass Pro shop if you're thinking budget.  Sort of hose down thing when you're done and as long as you weren't standing like in actual sewerage pretty much long term reuse.

 
OOC: You mean like galoshes, rubber boots to pull on over your boots? A good friend of mine uses them when he goes fishing. He swears by them.

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OOC: You mean like galoshes, rubber boots to pull on over your boots? A good friend of mine uses them when he goes fishing. He swears by them.

OOC: There are galoshes or "overshoes" which can go over a dress shoe, and doesn't mess with the cuff of your suit, and you're presumably largely protected from the rain by a raincoat and umbrella, and those are just to protect your expensive men's dress shoes (they don't really make an equivalent for women's dress shoes).  Then there are galoshes or overboots which do the same thing and but cover more and assume you'll be dealing with deeper puddles.  They can be anywhere from a few inches over the ankle to all the way up to just below your knee.  These are all designed to be worn over a normal shoe.  They also make gardening boots which also can go up to the knee but are designed to be worn with socks, no shoes (so there's less room in the space your foot goes into.  The masterpiece (which I think can be worn with shoes and version without shoes) are hip waders, which you put on and usually some sort of suspenders set up keeps them on you (also helps fight "the suck").  Some just consist of boots that go to about mid thigh or all the way to the hips, some have more of an overall type construction to them.  

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OOC: You mean like galoshes, rubber boots to pull on over your boots? A good friend of mine uses them when he goes fishing. He swears by them.

 

OOC: There are galoshes or "overshoes" which can go over a dress shoe, and doesn't mess with the cuff of your suit, and you're presumably largely protected from the rain by a raincoat and umbrella, and those are just to protect your expensive men's dress shoes (they don't really make an equivalent for women's dress shoes).  Then there are galoshes or overboots which do the same thing and but cover more and assume you'll be dealing with deeper puddles.  They can be anywhere from a few inches over the ankle to all the way up to just below your knee.  These are all designed to be worn over a normal shoe.  They also make gardening boots which also can go up to the knee but are designed to be worn with socks, no shoes (so there's less room in the space your foot goes into.  The masterpiece (which I think can be worn with shoes and version without shoes) are hip waders, which you put on and usually some sort of suspenders set up keeps them on you (also helps fight "the suck").  Some just consist of boots that go to about mid thigh or all the way to the hips, some have more of an overall type construction to them.  

 
OOC: Yeah, my friend uses the kind that go over his work shoes up to just below me he knees so he can stand in the creek to fish and his shoes will still be dry the next day when he has to go into someone’s property to do a job. (He’s a finisher, light framing to moulding and everything in between (drywall, paint, etc.), His dad and his uncle use the highwaders with the suspenders and stand right next him in water that doesn’t even reach their knees. 😅)

Peering ahead you see what might be light before you instead of the constant darkness. The floor is only just coated with algae slime and you can see where the water line was on the walls.

"Ok, so how many light coins do we want to toss and juggle as we go onward?  Or should we just illuminate 9's mirror and have them walk ahead?"

"Nine.  Bend over a minute."

When the flesh zombie monstrosity complied, Ilyara plucked one of the bearings from their little pouch on her belt and carefully wedged it in one of the open wounds on Nine's forehead.  That done, she tapped the bearing and invoked another Traveler's chant, illuminating the bearing.

"Okay, you can stand up again," Ilyara said, turning to the rest of the party.  "There.  Zombie headlight.  That work for you guys?"

"Let's see how it works.  Ok, Nine, onward!" Tommary says indicating the unexplored direction of the passage.

Number 9 lumbers down and turns the corner. You see his light magnify and cast back more illumination.

You hear his foot steps continue then...

"Ow hurts."

"Nine, back up two steps and tell us what you see."

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"Nine, back up two steps and tell us what you see."

 You hear him back up and his gravely voice replies, "Hallway with mirrors."

"Oooo yeah, vanity, it is on". Tommary is totes catching up with Nine.

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Peering ahead you see what might be light before you instead of the constant darkness. The floor is only just coated with algae slime and you can see where the water line was on the walls.

 
OOC:

Approximately how many inches up the wall is that waterline? You said it was about mid thigh on Toots & Ely back near where we met 9 as I recall. So based on the average 3’ height of a Hin, I remember guesstimating we were wading through approximately 10-14ish inches of water. If I recal you said that depth was about the same in the room full of frostballs, and near Layla’s post too. (Am I remembering correctly?) Now, judging by the waterline, was that depth about the same here, higher or lower? (I‘m trying to guess about the relative elevation throughout this level of the dungeon.)

Also, remember Big Blue, our early morning visitor and almost breakfast? I couldn’t help but notice that none of us had to make any checks due to being smacked with a giant blue fish getting flushed. So…. Do we see any evidence of other creatures left behind after we caused the sudden disappearance of their entire ecosystem? 

The water stain line is at about 12 inches.

No encounter with the glorp fish but the rotting bits of matter could have been left overs or fecal bits or pieces of the fish itself. The other side (which you came from) has a thick layer of poop, slime, and moving bits (probably worms and roaches).

Tommary turns the corner to see an 80 foot long corridor with polished copper panels on each side. The mirror like surfaces reflect your light allowing you to see there is also a room at the end. The panels are 5 feet wide and 8 feet high one foot off the floor. They are evenly spaced from 10 feet in front of you running the ;length of the hall. The water stain make runs under the panels.

Looking at Number 9 there is noticeable heat or burn marks on his skin where your mirror is tied and also above his eye where the ball bearing is placed. 

Are Tommary or his sabre, daggers, coins, etc getting warmer?

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"Hmm."

Ilyara pulls her tinderbox from a pouch and plucks free another ball bearing.  Wrapping a bit of her tinder around the bearing and tying it off, she flicked the bearing down the hallway past Nine, watching to see what happens.