The Thursday Game 11/21/19 – Looks Like Frog is Back on the Menu, Boys!

Recap of November the 21st in the year of our Lord 2019 –

As we begin our exploration of the nine gods of Omu, the party first approaches the shrine of Kubazan the froghemoth. A murky pool of water floods the shrine’s interior. In the middle of the water stands a huge statue of a frog. The Paladin misty steps to the statue and removes a stone key from the froghemoth’s mouth. Three eyestalks emerge from the pool. The Monk casts darkness on them, but the eyestalks are followed by the giant frog himself as he rises above the spell to attack. The Druid summons crocodiles to begin fighting for us. The Paladin misty steps back and prepares a ranged attack as does the Monk. The Cleric casts bless and readies her spiritual beer mug only to have the frog attack her. She takes thirty-five damage and is swallowed by the frog! After extended battle, the Paladin lands a divine smite to the frog who coughs out your stalwart cleric. The frog slumps back into the pool dead. For some reason, we decide to take the eyestalks and tongue (yuck).

Moving forward, we find a building with a door which is easily opened by the stone key. The room is filled with sharp spikes that scream trap! In the back of the room is a pedestal upon which rests a stone cube. The Monk looks around for a rock that looks similar in weight and size to the cube. In his best Indiana Jones style, the Monk swaps out the cube for the rock and leaves the room safely. The cube has the image of Kubazan engraved on it.

The Warlock wants to see what would have happened and uses mage hand to remove the imposter rock from the pedestal. The door slams shut, and we hear hissing sounds as if gas is filling the room. Glad to have escaped that! Clearly, we will need our wits about us in exploring the city.

We travel to the southeast to find a cliff that overlooks a lake of lava. Here a small group of vegepygmies is performing a ritual dance near an imprisoned grung. The Cleric imitates the dance hoping her similar small size will communicate that we are friendly and mean no harm. Unfortunately, the dance works too well. The vegepygmies are delighted by the halfling and through gestures indicate that she should be the guest of honor to throw the grung off the cliff. With a small prayer to Pelor and an intense desire not to be the next one thrown off the cliff, the Cleric shoves the grung into the fiery lake. The rest of the party stands aghast! The Cleric realizes she may have lost street cred with Pelor through this evil act, but at least we do not have to fight a tribe of fungus people.

Rushing from the macabre scene, the party heads north to discover a ruined shrine decorated with images of a jaguar with snakes sprouting from its shoulders. On the ruin is a phrase in old Omuan that translates to, “Fight evil with honor.” We push open the door and descend a staircase to a room that has four statues of unarmed warriors. A stone pedestal similar to the one we saw in the froghemoth’s shrine stands bare. Another set of stairs descends into a room like a gladiator’s pit with a pressure plate device attached to the north wall of the room. A tunnel leads to the east to a curious room where four clay gladiators wielding swords and shields stand behind portcullises. The Paladin attempts to lift the portcullis, with no success. Back in the pit, we press the pressure plate and hear the grinding of metal as one clay gladiator enters the pit. We destroy it easily, but the weapons turn to dust. We realize we probably must go one on one with each gladiator because there is no honor is outnumbering your foe. Exhausted by the long day and grateful to be a place that seems to be safe, we take a long rest to prepare for battle the next day

Respectfully submitted,

Marigold Underbite, Cleric – May Pelor light your way!