Yesterday in #salamandar, Karl, Badger, and Coco:
- Set out to wreck Mother's nest and make some omelettes.
- Got distracted by a hidden tunnel.
- Befriended a flesh eating moth.
- Failed to turn Badger invisible, *again* and this time loudly.
- Shrunk a human-sized rat to normal rat size.
- Stole said rat's solid brass rocking chair out from under them.
- Lugged it out of the dungeon, feeling immense pressure despite no one (PC nor NPC) losing a single hit point.
Thursday in #salamandar, three returning adventurers:
- Fashioned a fallen tree into a convenient dungeon entrance ladder.
- Met a very guilty pterosaur fumbling with a locked door to a collapsed tunnel.
- Got in a fight with some horrible crow children who outnumbered them five to three.
- Made another narrow escape, but this time without a treasure haul to show for it.
Last week in #salamandar, four fresh new adventurers dropped into the megadungeon and:
- Turned a corpse into cake, which they traded for a partial map of level 1.
- Dubbed the spine plants "plones." I hate that word but I love players naming stuff.
- Nearly figured out how to open a secret door, but just...didn't try their idea?
- Made a preternatural beeline for the biggest treasure and nabbed it.
- Barely made it out alive, with one unlucky soul losing both feet.
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