Day 4, Level 3 (cumulative)
The fourth day out of Velkynvelve saw another eight-hour march pass by at a more leisurely pace, and without incident. Kamael felt his stomach shrink in on itself. His head began to cloud, become fuzzy. He'd had nothing to eat since the fish stew two days prior, and had run out of water. He stumbled, tripping and losing his footing more often than the others.
The slow pace, however, gave the group time to more thoroughly soak in their environment. The passageway remained maddening close, and, worse, showed no sign of abating. The walls pressed tightly, at times shrinking to a very narrow two feet in breadth, requiring squeezing in places. There was, however, time to forage. The group found four large cask-shaped fungi growing at odd angles out of a rock outcropping.
"Barrelstalk," proclaimed Jimjar to Solace in Undercommon, pointing at the fungi.
"We can eat and drink, a little, from them." The deep gnome proceeded to use a dagger he'd kept hidden under his tunic to splice the stalk of the closest fungus. The group watched as a thin stream of water poured from the slice, enough to fill four waterskins or so, which was good because there'd been no water since the disastrous watch the night prior. Once the first mushroom was drained, JimJar cut off a section of the barrel-shaped fungus's woody stalk and popped it in his mouth, chewing.
"Better than quaggoth." He smiled.

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There are four barrelstalk mushrooms, and they yield 9 filled waterskins and 11 pounds of food. Are you guys going to force march onward (each extra hour of forced march risks exhaustion), or make camp for a rest?
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