SESSION 315: The Lost Crypt pt. IX – A Lair within a Lair?!
Up brought them deeper into the bugbear lair but first a charged surprise.
Day 282 Continued II (Dungeon): Up the iron rungs they climbed one by one awaiting a falling stone that never happened – grrr. They popped up in a square chamber with two exiting corridors. This way or that way? For mapping purposes let us call it South. The corridor went for 50’ before presenting another choice. The passage turned to the east but there was also a door. Door it was.
Beyond was a natural cavern of some expanse. The air was dry and stale perhaps even the subtle scent of ozone. Cautiously moving deeper the cavern continued to expand into a cathedral like chamber littered with large rock formations. A slithering sound was heard from behind a formation and then the crackle of electricity. A lightning bolt went through Chung-Li and Mason. Steve and Rhags ran at the source. Wrapped around a formation was a twelve-legged reptilian creature perhaps thirty feet in length.
“Whoa…That’s big”
“That’s what she said”
Steve didn’t really catch the dwarfs funny but it did stir a thought.
He reached into a pouch for a vial. Drinking back the potion the Lord of Gormandia grew into the Giant of Gormandia, “Steve is big!”. “Don’t step on me ya mook!”.
Enlarged Steve moved into melee with the body as Rhags fended off the creatures snapping jaws.
The serpentine (hmm.. perhaps 'centipedian' is more apt) beast attempted to wrap around gigantic Steve but just could not put the crush on him. Rhags relentlessly slashed away at the huge crocodilian head to prevent being gobbled up like a bearded gobstopper. The rest of the gang attacked from range, those that could. Until. “Ouch” BoB plunked Rhags with an arrow. She said nothing but held her next shot. As the fight continued Ding-We considered a heavy duty response, the beast could not be held back much longer. Rhags got a might blow into the creature’s snout. This caused it to rear back opening its belly to king-sized Steve. The mighty lord did not waste the opportunity. Steve split open the things belly from sternum to way past its stomach. A gash a good eight feet long opened and then spilled a whole bunch of vital internal components and fluids all over the two warriors.
Sploosh.
“Ow!”, something hard and shiny bounced off of Rhagnar’s empty eye socket.
“That felt like pay! Stevie make sure you empty that thing”
Lord Steve, (temporary) giant and butcher was our fighting man. He dug into the steaming viscera of the reptilian horror.
When he arose from the mess a payday was confirmed for our weary band.
The D-Team: Ding-We, Rhagnar, Steve, Chung-Li, Mason, Biff & BoB
ROLECALL
Hobo Steve the Lord (F10) 374812 xp +5% <480,001> CRT 1d30/V
Brain Damaged: reduced mental capacity (tough night on the town)
Rahgnar the Dwarven Superhero (D8) 276035 xp <280001> CRT 1d20/IV
Serious wound: permanent loss of an eye (-1 to missile fire)
Critical Wound: disembowelled less able to process poison (-1 penalty)
Missing thirteen teeth
Ding-We the Peg-Legged Wizard (W10) 558060 xp +10% <620001> CRT 1d10/I
Critical Wound: Left leg obliterated, runs at ½ rate (peg required)
The Henchmen
Biff Bartley the Half-Orc Blackguard (HO8) 123997 <MAX> +5% CRT 1d14/II
‘BOB’ the Deadly Shade (N7) 86194 <90000> +5% CRT 1d16/II
Mason the Lama of Yrrrg. (C7) 99327 <100001> CRT 1d10/III
Chung-Li the Myrmidon Warlock (E7) 137189 xp <250000> +10% CRT 1d8/II
RESERVES
Elapsed Campaign Time
743b days at beginning of session (Boris & Friends just outside of Liwil)
689a (Bunny Group Newville) Busy until 779
722d (Ding-We Gang Lake of Abominations/ Liwil)
Join us for session Three-Hundred-and-Sixteen when we ask the questions:
Are we climbing out or deeper into this deathtrap dungeon as fatigue sets in?
Tale of the Tape
Players – 4, DM – 0
KILLS
Behir
LOOT
Jewelry (3):1400,1400,1400 = 4200 gp
Gems (40): 4400 gp total
