There and Back Again, Exploring the A.S.E. (Session 11)

SESSION 11: Another Day in the Salt Mine (26 Oct 15)

Up and at them, another grand day at the Muddy Cup in scenic Chelmfordshire. Time to hire some more meat shields and head back to the ASE. Back to the town square to hire young Whazit the town crier. Later that evening, presenting three possible candidates. Missed on the elf but successfully hired two others. Mighty Yord an exceptionally large barbarian from the Worthless North, and an exceptionally insensitive pyromaniac and magician known as Margaret the Black. The following morning, the party paid a visit to their not-friend Erm to purchase another delve certificate. Shortly after leaving town our skuzz-burgers encountered an old woman lamenting her missing Charlie. Turns out to be her dog that chased off after something. As luck turns out, a very easy to follow swathe into the underbrush leads straight to the problem. A large burrow in the hillside, inside (past the corpse pile) they finds Charlie a gigantic beast of a wolf battling with an owlbear. Our hobos get all noble and call back the dog and go to work on the beast. After getting the job done they return to the old women to be rewarded a pair of magical stones. Onward and back to business!

Back up the mountain. No, further, shenanigans, nor alternative entrances. Through the bear lair and back to the Sarge’s room whom is happy to model his arm cannon improvements “nothing is getting out of there on my watch”. Sarge also confirms that he ain’t seen nobody else in 3025 years blah blah blah… Back down into the pit they went.

A number of encounters with either angry fungus or oversized and angry bugs and they found themselves camping in the crawl space under a throne room. Back out and pushing further into the unknown and foiling a screechman ambush. A good choice of doors and Ding-We knocking out one heck of a timely sleep spell. They press on in a gold mad fury past more mushrooms and burning caterpillars, well Marg was responsible for that. Onto zombies that finally took our first henchperson, ole angry Marg just shouldn’t have tried to learn dart throwing on the fly. 

Finally they came, back, upon the dungeon highway™ again and the hole/well at its end. A faint red glow could be seen. This was more than enough to get our Hobos attention. After testing for depth, 120’, our band begins to prepare for an excursion into its inky depths.

ROLECALL

Carla the Priestess of TMB (C3) 3693 xp 

            Scars: permanent loss left index finger and scarring on arm

Ding-We the Seer (W2) 3700 xp 

Gweeb the Priest (C3) 3387 xp  

Bimbles the Adept of GSS (C2) 3038 xp 

Hobo Steve the Veteran (F1) 1970 xp  

            The Henchmen

Mighty Yord the Warrior (F2)

Margaret the Black Apprentice (M1)

Nancy Wrathful the Warrior (F2) 

 

RESERVES

Calvin the Bold Observer (MM1) 1819 xp

Raul the Scout (MD1) 1305 xp

 

Rahgnar the Dwarven Veteran (D1) 958 xp 

            REMAINING RECUPERATION: 12 DAYS

                        Serious wound: permanent loss of an eye (-1 to missile fire)

Boris the Dwarven Swordmaster (D2) 2904 xp 

            REMAINING RECUPERATION: 22 DAYS

                        Serious wound: permanent loss of CHA -3, carved up face

Lenardo the Student (S1) 1058 xp

            REMAINING RECUPERATION:  5 DAYS

                        Light wound: permanent loss of two fingers (pinky and next) left hand

Figgins the Halfling Veteran (H1) 1023 xp 

            REMAINING RECUPERATION: 6 DAYS

                        Light wound: Neurological damage to hip noticeable limp

Ramrod the Robber (T3) 3133 xp  

            REMAINING RECUPERATION: 26 DAYS

                        Serious wound: Bad Back (-1 stone CC)

                        Scars: Neurological damage to hip noticeable limp              

 

Elapsed Campaign Time

21 days at beginning of session

Join us for session twelve when we ask the questions:

Will they get out mostly alive?

Are folks gonna notice our henchman abuse?

“Fool of a Took! This is a serious journey, not a hobbit walking-party. Throw yourself in next time, and then you will be no further nuisance.” (JRR Tolkien; Correct, that is not a question but who ever reads this stuff anyway?) 

 

Tale of the Tape

Another ‘hench bites the dust. Margaret made a perfect dart toss, right into her own brain via her left eye socket.

KILLS 

Owlbear  

Screechmen (12)

Vagabond Mushrooms (8) 4 trapped, 4 terminated  

Wood gnome golems (3) 

Malignant spheres (5)  

Blade zombies (5) 

Earwigs giant (5) 

Tunnel caterpillars (7)

LOOT

Pair of sending stones

Some dead guys backpack of general stuff

Large garnets 3 

1200 gp

½ silver skeleton 

Sapphires 6