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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1657111" data-attributes="member: 1210">First of all, I'd like to say that I'm a silly fool and I misremembered the ooze warrior's name.  That's what comes from not checking my notes.  His name was Bulglump.  And if I remember right, the sluglub is actually a lil alchemically spawned homebrewed monster of mine.Second, a small update.***2 pm, 9/28/368 O.L.G.; the Enlightened Sanctuary on the First HeavenGeneral Veers is not given to groaning aloud, but reading the report of the incident almost drives him to do so....pursued the giant ships into waters claimed by the Delphinate.  The scoundrel Mabrack vanished from his ship.  From later events we deduct that he went to get aid...Veers pulls a face and gulps.  The Delphinate, he thinks sickly.  Why couldn’t they have offended someone simpler, King Malford or Tirchond or Pesh?  Even the orcs of Valonia??  He can read between the lines, of course.  Waters “claimed by” the Delphinate, but not recognized as such by Forinthia.  This hotshot captain wanted to make a name for himself at considerable risk, and had lost lives and ships and possibly riled up forces more dangerous than any others involved in the war.  Veers shakes his head in disbelief.He reads on: ...from what we pieced together of events later, the giant fetched at least two other wizards, who, upon seeing our fleet, issued sendings to others.  Thus we found ourselves confronted with considerable eldritch might...Veers shakes his head as he continues down the page.  He is amazed that there were any survivors at all.  He starts in surprise at one of the ending lines: At least we slew Mabrack the storm giant.So.  Not a total waste, but... to inflame the Delphinate!  The Emperor must know immediately.***2:30 pm, 9/28/368 O.L.G., inside Angelfire Mountain, second levelLondo rises, his skull ringing from the impact with the dresser.  Blood trickles from his abused face.  Suddenly a host of arrows are in the air and quivering in the muck of the creature’s chest.  Rex springs forward, slashing with his claws, and Ulla tromps up as a golem.  Thrush slams his greatsword into it again and again, dealing incredible damage. Bulglump surely knows that he’s facing worthy opponents.  He concentrates his oozy might on Angelfire, slamming her again and again, dealing truly immense damage to her.*  She grunts as blow after blow rains down upon her; she tries to fend them off, but not only is Bulglump immensely strong, he’s also excreting some sort of acid from his entire form.  And the stink!Then, with surprising skill, Bulglump delivers a smart crack to Rex’s side as he’s moving in to assail the muck warrior.Thrush roars angrily.  He bears down, continuing a series of truly monstrous blows, slicing into the mud with unbelievable ferocity.  Finally, Bulglump collapses; he has been defeated.  After catching their breaths and some small amount of healing, the party searches the room.  The dresser yields something that at first glance seems promising- a small phial, as one might contain perfume in.  But it turns out to be long-spoiled, rancid-smelling perfume; certainly nothing with any value now.  Disappointed, our heroes discard it.“Well, let’s move on,” suggests Sybele, and they do.*On the order of 114 hp in one round.Next Time: Our heroes fight an odd battle with a mirror!  Or something like that.</blockquote>

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