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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Daern" data-source="post: 6760568" data-attributes="member: 81800">Well, the group wandered back in after an onslaught of menacing flavor text emails.  Ingesting a passel of shrinking shrooms,  they investigated the "Mesa of Sound" again, but didn't risk anything.  Then they meandered off into a spider lair.  The two-headed spider muttered a bit and backed away from the diminutive menaces.  But the sounds of battlefield negotiations were heard in further caverns and the tiny wanderers found themselves ambushed by toxic fertilizer spray and ogre sized dwarves in the greenhouse of the Gray Ghosts.  Although the bard was knocked out and horribly scarred by a blow from a pick, the group prevailed and captured the Alchemist Lothro.  After some persuading, the mixologist bargained for his life and told them all he knew about the thieves guild called the Grey Ghosts, how they were clanless, nameless renegades who existed by stealing and destroying rather than creating lasting works (although Lothro was proud indeed of his own creations of philters that dissolved metal, burst into flame, healed wounds and ended life).  Further he retold the rumour that the Grey Ghosts were responsible for the theft of the Red Dragon Egg, guarded by the priesthood, the Keepers of the Flame to be the eventual successor to Themberchaud, the Fat Dragon who is the secret to Duergar Steel.  "They've been after us for weeks but I'm not a thief.  I know nothing about it."  Lothro acknowledged that a Blue Dwarf had stopped by to make a trade the day before: A Mithral Amulet for a Lump Of Black Metal.  The heroes heard out the chemist and decided to spare his life only if he served as their guide to the "Pit of the Blue Dwarf" where they have heard the viscous midget tosses the useless limbs of his various victims.  We left off there.  Coming up next: Random Encounter DEMON ATTACK!</blockquote>

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