Oozing with possiblity

Run into gelatenous cube – servant of jubilex. Glabergool.
Globlulob – Is the one that can control Glabergool if he gets to close.

14 gp
mostly digested body of a drow
mace – runes carved on it – match stick

We speak with dead with drow skeleton Ballock – which was one of the drow warriors from Velkenvelle. We rest and then follow the cube to a room with water.


Confronted by Hezerous in hall. He says that Yeahtul is angry with us for killing his priest and our souls are now forfiet.

dead dogs wont stay dead

Pearl necklace

9 rough cut gems 50gp each
3 cut gems 100gp each (two later given to spider bait and yuc yuc).

hook horror Egg given to jval

300 silver
47 gold
13 rough gems (50gp each)
fist sized diamond worth 5000gp
large heavy mace (can be weilded 2 hand for 1d10). Carved like demon yeaunagu
mismatched armor – could make a set of full plate
several glaives
several spears
several morning stars

1d8 scimitars +1 and 1d6 dagger set +1 returning – scabbard is rhino hide.anchient quality, carved with house duskryn enblem. dagger is returning.

The society of brilliance, or watch out for that bone.
Observations of Zyn

Blurg – member of the society of brilliance. Can travel through the phaserous.

Mind melds with Stool and the little shit spills everything to him. He is researching strange happenings in the under dark. He was drawn to us due to the chaos surrounding us. He speaks with us and tells us there are hook horrors ahead. He says they will leave us alone if we leave them be.

Slobobdop has 500 Katoins. Arch priest – popeloporon rules. Since there is war going on Shustar believes it might be an uprising.

We come across dead gnolls and a hook horror. Jval seems to speak to the dead hook horror.

Bupido seems to recognize gnoll demons god yeenogau.

I try to be sneaky but fails miserably when I step on and snaps a bone very loudly. In an instant we are surrounded by a pack of ravenous gnolls. Due to some twist of the magic fabric every piercing weapon seems to be inflicting more damage. Good news for my arrows, not such good news since the gnolls have spears.

After a hard fought battle we manage to clear the gnolls. We decide a short rest is in order before heading in to face the hook horror colony. Stool, Fishboy, and Prince Derendil are going to stay back as to not alert the hook horrors to Stools presence.

An Unexpected Reunion (updated)
Diary of a Mad Gnome
Before starting out,Bubido thought it be a good idea to search the rubble of bones for weapons and or other useful items. Sounded like a great idea. It “always” sounds like a great idea until… Some of us start looking around while others kept the look out. Our mages scan the area for magic and pinpointing a place of interest. Digging through layers of bones is a’lot harder than it looks. Someone shouts out “there’s something here!” While someone else screams “no,no don’t touch that!!!” That’s when I see half the party drop seemingly unconscious . Undoubtedly some kind of necrotic surge from a cursed item. That’ll teach us! As the rest of the group regain consciousness Jval and I decide to do a little digging of ourselves and alas we come across what we’ve been looking for. Jval gathers up one those minotaur skeletons we fought while I dig me up two femur bones of a long dead drow. Strapping them to my back I notice Zyn watching me,shaking his head and laughing. Brother Bill asks how I could tell one elf from another? I said “Easy,you just have to find some remaining dark skin and meat.” As I lick my lips. For show of course. Moving on to the adjacent cavern that’s looks man made several millenia ago,a dark and deep tunnel awaits us. Exploring every avenue tells us it leads down a very steep and rocky terrain. So steep in fact it’s gonna require “a follow the leader” rope. Scouting the area further Zyn spies a huge spore mushroom with strange wholes next to it. “What shall we ever do?” “Here’s an idea”,“let’s fuck with it and see what happens.” Seems like we’ll never learn. When someone,(we won’t say who),fires his longbow at it. It then starts releasing its toxic spores. It’s a good thing we were far enough up the cavern that all we had to do is wait out. No time to dally and hearing ruffles and clicks beyond,we start making our way one at a time down the rope when scouting the area further up Rogal noticed,(“Wait!,why is Rogal down there scouting?”),a lair of them damn giant fire beetles! And what does he do? He jumps head first into melee,without back up of course. Mindless brute. A few moments he’s rushing back to the safety of the party to couple of jabs at his ego. A huge fight ensues and as we’re finishing up them damn drow snuck in behind us flanking our escape. When Jval finds another route for our leave. And with some fancy climbing and magic he’s able to scramble up into the shaft with the ladder in tow. Apparently Kurren Kaul’s either playing with us or sincerely is helping,cause he just stopped the drow hunting party from apprehending us. One after the other each member climbs to their safety not before one last attack against us/or me! After helping roll up the ladder I look out over the cliff facing only to see a huge fireball heading my way…too late,critical hit! Cooks my flesh off,burns away my clothing and equipment. Barely escaping with my life,I’ve lost everything even my free will…
Zyn's Boneyard!
Diary of a Mad Gnome
Running at as fast as we can. Trying to get away…into the night! Exhausted,the party can’t take no more. We have to rest. Waking up from a grueling nightmare and already groggy from the previous day of running,seems like the guys are sharing details of a similar dream to mine. I’ll keep mine to myself for the time being. They see that I’m awake,and ask me if I had one? I deny it. Then the arguing ushers forth whether or not I’m lying. Whoopty doo if I am or not,I’ts my choice to keep it to myself. I say we need to get moving to get as much ground between our pursuers as we can. Finally when we do get moving we pass several passages and climb some cliff facing. A turn here and a few there our scouts lead us to a deep pit of bones. Zyn’s the first one in and sees an embedded skull on the far side of the wall. Suddenly he screams and turns around running the opposite direction. After further inspection of the drop off,(and while Zyn collects himself),Ront unfolds the rope ladder we acquired down into the pit. As Anon and I bring up the back watching Jval vigorously chissles away at that same skull,Ront is helping down the muscles of the party. By the time Jval manages to get that blasted skull free from it’s tomb and join myself at the edge of the cliff,the boneyard has already erupted in pandemonium! By now everyone’s being accosted by undead minotaurs dodging skelectal hands from pulling them under. Jval joins in by dopping his orb of acid right atop of the minotaur attacking Derendil and others. Eldath’s up to her knees in perverted fashion! Poor girl,someone needs to get to her quick. Brotherbill to the rescue and saves her among others. Zyn’s peppering foes with his crossbow. Bupido is in a similiar condition with his foe. I lend him a helping scorching ray to finish him off. Rogal’s combing his beared. “Lol!” There’s some really good team work here. I’m starting to enjoy running with these guys. We have to figure a way to stop these undead,when all of a sudden the illumination of the cavern when completely dark. Haulting their progress. Who!? Way to go Bupido! What ever he did,did the trick. No more activity from the undead,but wait there’s more…
That man was very scary.
Observations of Zyn

When I awake it becomes apparent that I was not the only one to dream of kuren call. Stool tells us he saw a bad man in our dreams. BA denied that he had the dream, but it was obvious he was lying.

We proceeded to walk most of the day
nightlight mushroom – emits light, but will go out if you touch it.

trillimac mushroom 4-5 ft green cap, can be cut and used a parchment/leather. This stalk provides food. 1d6+4 pounds

W e found 6 large caps and stalks

Making a break for it!
Diary of a Mad gnome

Gathering ourselves for the up-coming fight we devise a sound plan of attack. With swords clanking together and magical explosions erupting just a few meters away. Our heavy hitters will fight their way to the bucket and pulley wheel while our casters lay down some cover fire. The bucket & pulley system allows slave workers to haul great loads of ore back and forth over deep crevices. The only seemingly way out of this hells hole. Upon entering the fray we see them damn drow battling furiously with demons. Best to let them take themselves out while we take on the less stronger foes. Right off the bat a drow spots me as a caster and deals me a vicious blow that I barely recover from. Still on my feet I return the favor as i make my way to the room to the left where Jval,Brother Bill and Stool are gathering the rest of the spell components. I surely cant take another hit like that again! Things seems to be going as plan,(for now). The crew are doing a superb job in holding them back while the others load each bucket to capacity. As the battle rages on its time to make our own break for it. I lay down more cover fire while my new friends get loaded in. Looks like its gonna take another few minutes for the bucket to cycle back to me. Hells i’m not waiting that long! Be with me Barravar. Running full speed I jump out over the 100’ cliff and slide bare handed down the pulley rope to safety. Ouch! I sure didn’t think that through. With the sounds of battle dying down and the rest of our party coming,we make a sprint for it with Stool leading us to our possible freedom…But what’s this? That same demon managed to survive and follow us only to get himself killed. Meeting up with the group,we make camp at a glowing mushroom to lick our wounds.

Fight or Flight? I choose Violence.

6 waterskins – 2 gallons each

Zyn took longbow/quiver with arrows and elite drow coin purse



Deep gnome perspective

"Diary of a Mad Gnome" Voices… In and out of consciousness… Pains,sharp ones too. Sounds,turning of a key. To a door,a cell door. A thud,yelp and a scream! Fully awake now. Drow! Two of them to be exact, hauling a female svirfneblin out the cell with another in tow (i'm assuming after me),grabbing me up to follow them. As someone is yelling "There's too many of these damn svirfneblins in here. Feed them to the spiders!" I don't mind spiders,ridden one back in the day. There just slaves to them damned drow as are everything else. As we're being thrown in I notice the huge crowd gathered around. Probably betting on who'll survive. Maybe we two can work together…perhaps not. One of the three giant spiders pounced atop of her sinking its fangs into her chest and spinning her up in it's web. Feeling vibrations from the webbing that alerts me to the greater threat and with some quick thinking,I hand him a few deserving magic missles in the face! Me,Ba Ravarr sorcerer supreme going toe to toes with giant spiders. But he was too over whelming and just before he bit me i notice a strange looking spider just beyond the fight that struck me as odd. Awaiting darkness and for Baravar to take me I suddenly wake in the chambers of a drow priestess commander Ilvara Mizzrym. Searing pains in my back,ankles and wrists along with iron binding rings grafted to me for her twisted entertainment. Donning me in her special suit,(which i defiantly tear off only to be stapled back to my skin),she asks of me how is it that a wreched gmome like me is casting magic? Ignoring her and playing along with her games I then spot a statue of Lolth with a pendant necklace that look like it could hold a spellgem. After hours of intense torture I'm back in my cell along with a number of others. Some jack hole has the nerve to come up ant start interigating me on what happened. Too tired to deal i find me a unoccupied pail and let darkness take me. 

The next few weeks were uneventful except that day I found a corelion gem estimated around ten gold pieces. Last work shift I befriended twin svirfneblin Topsy and Turvy and they showed me a hidden crack behind some storage in one of those hollowed out stalagtites. They seem to be on the up and up. Starting to get to know the other inmates. There's a pretty red hot demon bitch i'd liked to sink my teeth in here. Her tiefling ass is gonna get a real workout! All the others i can give two guanno about. Also looks like they've put a drow spy in here with us. I'll have to stay well away from him. Weeks of nightmares causing several of us to succumb to maddness. Caught me a case of infinate madness 93. Hours of blindness too didnt help any either. By the time my vision cleared up it was time to join the fray. Giant beetle incursion attacks the outer parts of the prison. Finally showing up a little too late to the fight and just in time for me to slay me a beetle. And in all the confusion them traitors,(to my cause in escaping),tucked tail and left without me! There will be dire consequences the next time i run into them two again,mark my words!

Noises…laughter…shouting! Waking up to yet another fine work cycle in this illustrious five star jail cell,I find myself completely and strangely rested. Today's the day I escape,I hope! Biding my time I watch the unfoldings of today's events with real understanding. As I let the group set up a situation where we can get moving,a fight breaks out in the foyer between,what did they say?,"Demons!" This is are moment! The diversion we need. We make our break out our cell and split up looking for our stuff and whatever will help our escape. Team blue found our equipment while my group,team gold, plunders our captive's personal quarters. And there's one place I have in mind,priestess commander Ilvara Mizzrym's room and her spell-gem pendant of Lolth! After further inspection of the surrounding rooms we meet back up with the group on our way to freedom or our demise. 


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