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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1224022" data-attributes="member: 2885">Lightning FodderFiddle struck his torch. He edged ahead. Nothing. Another tunnel. A few feet later his coin relit. He doused the torch. A small proper room. It contained broken tools and bones. It reminded Fiddle of an old work area. The others caught up. A few feet further along they came upon another abandoned work site. This one had 2 doors. Fiddle had no trouble with one door. The West room had 5 squat constructs. Fiddle remembered them from near the Octopus Room. Nothing else. The South door took some doing. Fiddle couldn't pick the lock. And the others pounded away. Marcus of Tyr, Darian, and Calrom bulled it open. They found themselves staring at another Bane door. Marcus of Tyr quickly went to work painting the outside."Well we've woken up any other possible foes," Alya stated. "I guess it is safe ahead."The party had a bite to eat. They planned what to do next. Marcus of Tyr scouted. He found another large chamber with irregular carved walls, a series of stairs some going up and some down. The party followed. Fiddle stood guard at the midway point with Marcus of Tyr, Calrom, and Darian. Arendel climbed took the stairs up. Sully and Alya went with him.A movement caught Fiddle's eye. A mob approached. He tossed Hole Punch and moved aside. His toss hit a gray skinned humanoid in the throat. It was dead before it hit the ground. Darian nonetheless tried to get the mob to retreat. He presented his holy symbol. They only looked undead. Alya covered the stairs with Grease magic. Arendel looked down on the group. He fired his bow.  Marcus of Tyr charged the group. He slipped in the grease and tumbled a few feet. Sully had more luck. With such a tight formation it was almost too much for the sensitive gnome. They would be slaughtered. He dropped a ball of Lightning in the middle of the group. Only two on the edge still stood. Calrom fired down into the group. Only 1 remained.Fiddle tossed Hole Punch again. It was a long throw. The creature moved forward. Darian waited. Alya ended the threat with a well placed arrow. She dismissed her spell. Marcus of Tyr regained his feet. The party scoured the floor below. It led nowhere. But they found the sleeping quarters of the beastmen. The way up was their next stop.It wound around and around and finally came out on a platform. The beastmen were still dead below. Fiddle guessed from his map they were headed East. The platform opened into a chamber. One door in the far South wall. And a stairway in the middle of the room going down. Way down. Beyond the light and sight of any in the party. Fiddle tried the door. The door was unlocked. A small proper room. An orc and a pie were sketched on the back wall in bas relief. Also a fading Sun symbol. Darian spent time cleaning off the graffiti and restoring the original scene.</blockquote>

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