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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 854663" data-attributes="member: 2885">Dungeoncrawling or walkingRight, right, right, scribble, scribble, scribble. Fiddle methodically marked each tunnel with chalk as he led the party into and around the tunnels. Everyone else had to crawl or bend. Darian, Alia, and Spugnoir stayed behind to consecrate the crypt or just to avoid crawling. Some time later into the mapping and discovery, Darian and Alia caught up. Spugnoir didn't join them. Good thing. As eventually the party found another black and green veined block. This one was larger and had an altar. The uneasy feeling was strong about the place. Fiddle led everyone out of the room. Right, right, right, scribble, scribble, scribble. Number 9...Number 9...Number 9...the party had doubled back on their route. Fiddle took the direct route back to the crypt chamber. Spugnoir was still waiting."Anything?" Spugnoir asked. He had collected some dust from the undead remains."Nothing  noteworthy," Fiddle remarked.So they went North, thru the secret panel, along a passage, and up rungs carved into the wall. A false lid opened easy enough. Fiddle tumbled into the room. The torture chamber."Where to next?" Darian asked."Lets see if we can find where Gerrick ran off to," Erin replied. "We lost him in the fog. I bet he went back to his pack.""I saw him," Spugnoir said. "He ran passed me.""D'oh," Alia quipped. "I bet he's gone then."The party returned to the stair room and the secret doors, only to find the passage beyond blocked by a portcullis. So they climbed back down into the crypt room and back the other way. When they got to the room with 3 doors they tried the other two. Other than a grating sound and some fun with lights not much else proved useful. They scoured the Chief's room again. Some strange dark liquid and finely powdered plant. Fiddle inhaled the powder.ACCCccchhhoooo. And drank the dark liquid. It was okay, but would probably have been better tasting warmed. Now it was just bitter. The aroma was nice. Fiddle pulled out some of his earlier findings from his pack. Some dark greasy beans and a cloak. The party prepared for the worst. They stumbled back to the passage they had passed earlier. It was a dead end. But not really. The stone blocking the way didn't make sense. So they went to the pack lair instead. Nothing. well almost nothing. 3 more doors. Again the doors proved to be false or misleading. But the party still spent time messing with them. A few more cloaks and various odds and ends were left by the previous inhabitants.  One divine scroll was found. A stone shaping spell gave Darian an idea. The passage or the one pit. The party voted for the passage. Darian used the scroll. He shaped a doorway.</blockquote>

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