Faced with two possibles, the adventurers attempt to try to open the door on the left in the room in which they are in. The door has a dragon motif on it, and try as they may, could not enter for the moment. That remained the last door to the right.
The party went down an empty corridor to find a wide chamber with a fire pit and a large empty cage within. On the other side, they heard a whimpering noise. Oak stealthy investigated and discovered a crying kobold.
After some prodding and speaking in broken Draconic, they discovered it’s name was Meepo and it was distraught over goblin’s stealing his charge, the clan’s wyrmling, a dragon named Caleryx. Taking pity on the poor creature, the group agreed to help Meepo, much to his delight. He quickly led them to his queen, Yusdrayl. She had in possession the key needed earlier to gain entry to the room with the dragon motif. After a brief discussion, it was decided they could have the key, in exchange of returning the dragon.
The group left the queen’s chamber, and Meepo led them to the area controlled by the goblins. Noticing an old fountain and uttering the translation, they obtained a liquid that would allow them to breath fire. Behind them lay another door and a hallway.
They approached the door and felt a cold radiating out from it. Carvings on the door showed skeletal dragons were displayed as with a warning. The elves wanted nothing to do with it, but the orc barbarian strode forth, holding Meepo in front of him. El Jefe tried the door and found it locked. Unfortunately, he didn’t notice the scythe trap, which missed him but not the unfortunate Meepo. The creature was bisected instantly by it’s razor sharp edge, splattering the room in gore and blood. Poor Meepo had died, with the thoughts of a better life. Being taken under the tutelage of his new friends, being reunited with his dragon and becoming wealthy. As his life was tragically cut short, a confused look on his face, almost asking why before everything faded to black.
After a brief regret to his fate, the group ventured forth, and found a sanctuary containing five sarcophagi with an elvish motif and an altar, laded with magical items. As the group investigated the new found booty, the lids of the sarcophagi opened, revealing skeleton warriors. After a quick foray, they resumed looking at the new found items. One of which, a crystal flute named “Night Caller” allowed them to animated dead.
Elsewhere, in another plane of existence, Meepo felt at peace. The grasslands went on forever, the air was sweet and not foul, and he felt free. A happiness spread in his little soul. Just as he was settling in, something began to feel wrong. A coldness came over him, the skies darken and his mouth tasted bitter. His skin was tightening and he felt so hollow inside, like the light was leaving him. His vision briefly left him and he found himself on the ground, looking down, his lower torso was missing and the orc was before him, contenting blowing on a crystal whistle. They had stolen paradise from him, and Meepo hated them all so much for it!
Anyhoo, the group was amazed at the prospect of turning things into useful undead. The orc slung Meepo into a backpack and they continued on. They walked down the hallway and encountered another R.O.T.S, which Oak overkilled it with a well placed arrow.
So ends this night, onto room 29.
Potion of fire breath
Candle of continual flame
Potion of fire resistance
Whistle “Night Caller” Casts animate dead once every 7 days
Misc coins and gems