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It was a time for desperate measures. ClaW communicated a plan telepathically to Mike. I hope this works was the thought-reply.
Mike dropped his knobbly staff and grabbed Emerald by the ankle by wrapping his arms around it, locking his hands together and hanging on for dear life as she stomped about in a rage. "This is my staff. This is my staff" he repeated to himself over and over again until he started to believe it. Then, on cue, ClaW temporarily dismissed Mike who returned to his own pocket dimension taking his giant staff with him. A few seconds later, after giving Mike time to let go, ClaW summoned him again. A battered Mike, missing his hat and looking considerably knocked about, reappeared, and this is the important thing, without Emerald. He picked up his knobbly staff again, sat down heavily on a piece of stone and gratefully took a drink of lemon juice in a freshly-conjured goblet. "That was close," he wheezed.
Somewhere in a remote land, a shaman performing tribal rites in the ancestral stone circle summoned forth his sacred toad that was named Bartholomew Diaz after an explorer who had magically appeared there some centuries earlier on a boat with great white wings and offered six iron nails worth a king's ransom in exchange for a pound of worthless gold. The shaman was taken aback when, instead of his familiar toad, an eighteen-foot tall she-demon appeared and started tearing up the ancestral stones before snatching up the vat of coffee that was intended for embalming the sacrificial sheep, and drinking it noisily in three gulps. "I'm your replacement familiar," announced Emerald, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Would you like me to make you a nice new stone temple?" she offered. "Stepped pyramids in very in this season."
This left ClaW, Mike and Iggy with just one problem - how to get back up the chute. In her ravings, Emerald had smashed the mechanism of the hoist. Should they try to climb up what was left of the rope? Or should they look for another way out of the cavern? Should they search the cavern for loot? Do stone giants have treasure anyway? And if they found treasure, would they be able to carry it?
Well, to cut a long story short, they did find some treasure but it was in the form of six giant tapestries worth 1000gp each. Sadly, each of them weighed over a ton so there was no way they could take them away. They noticed some ventilation shafts going upwards from the roof, which they couldn't reach, and a drain in the floor, which they could. That seemed to be their best option. ClaW went down first, on the basis that if it was flooded down below he could at least swim and breath underwater, but with Mike and Iggy following close behind.
The drainpipe seemed to go diagonally down and sideways for a long way. Eventually ...
Mike dropped his knobbly staff and grabbed Emerald by the ankle by wrapping his arms around it, locking his hands together and hanging on for dear life as she stomped about in a rage. "This is my staff. This is my staff" he repeated to himself over and over again until he started to believe it. Then, on cue, ClaW temporarily dismissed Mike who returned to his own pocket dimension taking his giant staff with him. A few seconds later, after giving Mike time to let go, ClaW summoned him again. A battered Mike, missing his hat and looking considerably knocked about, reappeared, and this is the important thing, without Emerald. He picked up his knobbly staff again, sat down heavily on a piece of stone and gratefully took a drink of lemon juice in a freshly-conjured goblet. "That was close," he wheezed.
Somewhere in a remote land, a shaman performing tribal rites in the ancestral stone circle summoned forth his sacred toad that was named Bartholomew Diaz after an explorer who had magically appeared there some centuries earlier on a boat with great white wings and offered six iron nails worth a king's ransom in exchange for a pound of worthless gold. The shaman was taken aback when, instead of his familiar toad, an eighteen-foot tall she-demon appeared and started tearing up the ancestral stones before snatching up the vat of coffee that was intended for embalming the sacrificial sheep, and drinking it noisily in three gulps. "I'm your replacement familiar," announced Emerald, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Would you like me to make you a nice new stone temple?" she offered. "Stepped pyramids in very in this season."
This left ClaW, Mike and Iggy with just one problem - how to get back up the chute. In her ravings, Emerald had smashed the mechanism of the hoist. Should they try to climb up what was left of the rope? Or should they look for another way out of the cavern? Should they search the cavern for loot? Do stone giants have treasure anyway? And if they found treasure, would they be able to carry it?
Well, to cut a long story short, they did find some treasure but it was in the form of six giant tapestries worth 1000gp each. Sadly, each of them weighed over a ton so there was no way they could take them away. They noticed some ventilation shafts going upwards from the roof, which they couldn't reach, and a drain in the floor, which they could. That seemed to be their best option. ClaW went down first, on the basis that if it was flooded down below he could at least swim and breath underwater, but with Mike and Iggy following close behind.
The drainpipe seemed to go diagonally down and sideways for a long way. Eventually ...
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