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Welcome to The Chosen's journals. Each character is invited to keep a
journal and write down the thoughts of their characters as they wander
through Nyternia. In addition, the DM has a journal which highlights
each session. The players are:
Blink's Journal, session #48
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Back to the Underdark we went. We met a magic eating (shudder!) monster, sort of a blue glow-y thing by the name of Ebullience (I asked if he'd ever seen his antithesis, the magic Malaise pillar, but no one except me seemed to think that was funny). We managed not to fight it (ooooh, diplomacy!) and it even warned us that it had nastier greenish cousins who would attack us on sight. In my books, this puts the blue meanies ahead of elves in the friendliness-to-visitors scale (the elves having not warned us of those stinking forest animus things...).
Further on, we got attacked by a swarm of stirge-things, and saw evidence of a purple worm-like thing that we managed to avoid.
Still further, we came upon a camp of slads (eight red and two blue; not sure which are which) and parlayed with them (Errol is QUITE the diplomat...). They escorted us to the edge of their lands, pointed us at the Drow, and told us they'd kill us if they ever saw us again. Well, come to think of it, maybe Errol still has a ways to go.
Having gotten there, we realized that the Drow are dangerous (hmm, should have seen that coming!) and decided that maybe we didn't want to randomly traipse in there. We are SO clever.
We also realized that we're burning up our shiny night-vision goggles at a rapid rate - this Underdark tourism is NOT free!