Party Enters Forge, Gets Hammered: Anvil-able for Comment.

 

And, that's a wipe.

I'm not quite sure why Zaph is just standing there and watching..

Let's take a moment.

Well, when you know what you are up against it makes things a little easier - but you really don't want to mess with these Mimics.

Misty step to get to the switch on the other side of the flaming trap.

Biting Off More Than They Can Chew: The Vampire's Guide to Portion Control.

 

So, when a vampire says they need a little blood, maybe use that wooden stake, before they drain you dry!

Here we see Craig - dead.

That's going to cost a res-scroll, , and where's the vampire in question, sulking at the back of the camp. Say's he's sorry, promises he won't do it again. No so much as a how's your friend, or here let me pay for damages.

"In the dimly lit dungeon, the gang scratched their heads. 'Is that res-scroll really worth the gold?' one pondered aloud, eyeing their flattened friend. 'I mean, how much do we really like him anyway?'"

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So after we logged last night, I thought I would spend a few minutes roaming the caverns looking for treasure chests.

> Delving solo into the cavern's depths, I wasn't hunting for trouble—just some shiny loot. Glittering in the darkness, three chests beckoned. 'Jackpot!' I thought. But as I reached out, the chests grinned back, revealing rows of sharp teeth. Turns out, they weren’t chests at all, but cheeky mimics. Just as I was contemplating the peculiar diet of mimics and whether they preferred their adventurers with a side of chips, everything went dark. The last thought that crossed my mind? 'Should’ve brought that stick