Shafted

4 Kuthona 4709
Abandoned dwarven monastery

Realizing the danger to me, or more likely, himself, was over, Candal asked for his “gift” back. Human males are the worst; I cannot imagine why my mother ever put up with one.

I briefly left the party then, found Salma safe in what appeared to be a nest of some sort, and we eventually caught back up to the aimlessly wandering group. We found a kobold “king” on a throne that looked like a dead centipede. He looked dead, as did his two guards, but that of course did not stop them from attacking us. We dispatched this little gathering and took several magic items and valuables. It seemed anticlimactic, like we’d missed the real battle by years. We also came upon an altar and found a nice magic dagger, discussed opening an evil box, and continued on to find a draconic poem carved on a wall, which mentioned something about evil below.

Wandering a bit more, we came to what appeared to have been a cave-in at some point, conveniently already cleared, and, clambered over some rocks which in turn led us to a shaft leading down. Nasty-looking claw marks covered the walls here. I offered to climb down, since I can actually see in the dark. The party tied me to a rope in case I needed pulled back up in a hurry, and I descended about 40’ to a river bank. I saw that there were several “shadows” in the water, and turning around to look at the rock walls around me, noticed that I was being watched by many eyes. I went to the edge of the water, and a tendril shot out and grabbed me, pulling me closer to the cold surface. Thankfully my friends above pulled the rope and yanked me back to the cliff above.