SESSION 334: The Thing in the Pit REDUX
Run away. Regroup. Retry. Don’t be shocked if this is a rinse and repeat sorta thing.
Day 841 Continued II (Green Dome à15.22 0703): Bimbles do not like this not one bit, nope. When in doubt return to camp. And so they sunk back to base. Good news, Nara was there waiting for them. Bad news, they needed some further assistance. Message was sent via psychic power or something. Ding-We and Sloth would be coming tomorrow. He was all grumpy not because he was actually doing anything beyond porking stable girls but because he had to do something other than getting porked by stable girls. Ah, the burden of being rich and famous…
-->imagine a porked stable girl here, if stupid blogger played nice with my Mac... would have been.. something.
Day 842 (15.22 0703): Clear. Not much today. Dinger, Sloth and a bunch of troops show up they yell at Bimbles and Raul for not getting shit done and then leave. Tomorrow the dorks would take another run at the demonic thing in the basement.
Day 843 (15.22 0703à Green Domeà Camp): Clear. Against the Thing in the Basement part deux.
All sorts of preparations were enacted this time.
Big league magic enacted.
The bugger seemed not to have moved an inch in the last two days it continued to simply wait.
The gang approached the final steps before the precipice.
It spoke once more in its crawling across broken glass voice, “I told you I was hired to do a job and only my lunch break had spared you horrendous suffering. Well, I am now back on the clock”. Nara was the new variable that it was not ready for.
Ding-We had enlightened them to the intricacies of ‘Magic Jar’. Nara, the wild card, acted first using her mental powers to explode the demon’s gem. “What the fuck! Oh now I’m actually mad”, It then faded from the Prime Material plane. Around now the shenanigans began. The demon traversed the Ethereal plane to wallop the gang whom huddled inside a magic resistant shell. Unfortunately the protection also deactivated all magic within making our gang very easy targets for the demon’s attacks. The abomination was freely toying with the team. Bimbles saw the writing on the wall, “RUN AWAY!”. This time the demon pursued them to the second to last door before breaking down in it’s own form of sickening laughter, “You know where to find me meat… ha”.
Our hobos went ‘Wee wee wee’ all the way back to camp.
“Still waiting for a challenge to earn my pay” --> yup would have been another dynamic image.. imagine imagine imagine.
The C (clearing)-Team: Bimbles, Raul, Camillus, Sasha, Willy, Herbert, Skullcrusher, Nara & Azucar
ROLECALL
Bimbles the High Priest of GSS (C10) 349007 xp +5% <400001> CRT 1d12/III
+2 save to poison and internal body things; Double eat (gotta feed my baybay)
Raul the Voyager (MD9) 281339 xp +10% <360000> CRT 1d12/III
Fezzi-Gig (Neut: XXXX) Sword
Serious wound: permanent loss of CHA -4,
Removed one of his own nostrils.
The Henchmen
Sasha Plasha the Warden (R7) 130426 xp +10% <200000> CRT 1d10/III
Missing three teeth
Camillus the Myrmidon (F6) 62068 <64001> +5% CRT 1d20/IV
Willy the Reformed Burglar (T6) 37275 <40000>10% CRT 1d14/II
Agolloch the Eye of Purity (Lawful; XXXX) Sword
Herbert the Master Gnome Trickster (G4) 17464 xp <30000> +5% CRT 1d8/III
Skull-Crusher the Hellebardier of Crom (A4) 10438 xp <12000> +5% CRT 1d8/III
Azucar the Elven Myrmidon Warlock (E6) 84319 xp <120000> +5% CRT 1d8/II
RESERVES
empty
Elapsed Campaign Time
841 – C-Team (16.23- 0703 The Doom of Cthedrak)
853 – Carla-Team (12.24/0407 Road to Dry Gulch)
Domain Days
Gormandia: 15 (Start 838)
Bunnland:?
Join us for session Three-Hundred-and-Thirty-Five when we ask the questions:
What is that Thing in the basement?
What is that Thing doing in the basement?
What are we going to do with the Thing in the basement?
Was it summoned by one of the two dead adventurers?
Was it bound and if it has escaped what can be done?
Tale of the Tape
Nobody dead yet, more luck than anything.
KILLS
none
LOOT
haha
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