“You can either complain about it or grind, I choose to grind.”
― Kyle Vidriane

Sure, accepting a quest from a god seems like a good idea, but having to rid the dungeon of every undead monster has its drawbacks.The party proceeds workmanlike through the dank catacombs, finding row upon row of interred bodies, some reduced to skeletons, some in the process of getting there, all with silver pieces on their eyes. Remembering the admonition from the Iron God himself, they decline to take the silver.

The hallways echo with the shuffling steps of the not-dead and death lurks everywhere, but they are surprised to come upon a zombified crocodile, which takes a chunk out of Dodger Graves, sending her screaming into the darkness. Several bodies rise from their tombs to assist the croc, but Shaka Kahn turns them and the party makes short work of them as they flee.

Treasure is found, treasure is shared. Bucky Wunderlick finds a rusty axe that fits his hand nicely and feels dangerous despite the ravages of time.

The party's dungeoneering has levelled up - they have an uncanny knack for finding traps and secret doors. Dodger takes to marking the walls with chalk...future delvers will surely appreciate the gesture.

Eventually they stumble upon a strange mechanism - a circular iron table almost 10 feet in diameter with an elaborate spike extending from one side. Attempts to spin it result in its spinning of its own accord, where it points to the exits to the room...and to one blank section of wall.

What's this? Another secret door? What are the odds?

They open the door, find another trap (you're killing me here) and oh, no! More zombies to turn and dispatch.

And then...a foul creature, grey of skin, hunched in a corner that shrugs off Shaka's divine commands...

July 27, 2025