Planting 22, 593 CY, northern edge of Bright Desert
For one brief moment, we hoped that perhaps they hadn’t come into the cave because some sort of sacred power was keeping them out. Grundl tried to scare them off with a few gruff words, and I pulled out the wand of magic missiles, intending to […]

We needed some time to think about the riddle, so we turned to the next sarcophagus in the room and repeated our search for traps, opening the lid and fighting the resulting lemure (devil) that opening the crypt summoned.