Goodman Games

The Eternal Underworld, Chapter Again

Our choice to explore the western grotto was likely as fortuitous as any of the myriad of choices exercised thus far. Before we had traveled half the width of the expanse, we were set upon, with arrows, by the red-scaled denizens of this dripping abyss. Jacques dove overboard, swimming for the snipers, while the less foolish attempted to maneuver our crafts toward shore. Both Whitney and Montauk were stricken mortal wounds before reaching safety. Without a priest capable of tending to our injuries, we have relied heavily on the druids and their knowledge of medicinal plants. Unfortunately, their supplies have dwindled and we found ourselves in quite the predicament.

But miracles have a tendency to arrive in strange forms and at unusual times. As every effort was being made to defeat the scaly denizens of this macabre place, Mepkin rose to the occasion, and came to our fellow’s in time of need; stabilizing our fallen companions.

After dispatching the scaly critters, an argument arose as to our next action. We elected to rest and recover at the landing spot of our mushroom rafts. A short time later, we were attacked by skeletal warriors, which were hiding beneath the surface of the subterranean river. We made quick work of the beasts, with Markus dealing the major death blows with his great bow of thunder slapping (or something like that).

Nevertheless, realizing the seriousness of our mistake, we continued deeper into the bowels of the earth, arriving, this time stealthily, at a goblin lair. Making short order of the foul creatures, we discovered a smaller, more lavish (hah!) domicile adjoining the primary cavern. Defeating both the alarm and the occupant, we have established a temporary refuge. A full-nights rest and we will be prepared to challenge this hole and its inhabitants once more.

If only that ranger and all of those priests weren’t so busy building structures…