Day 957. August 15, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
The four barbarians rushed in towards the gelatinous Acid Cube again, and this time, they had no intention of letting the creature go! Each warrior took a face of the cube for himself, surrounding it from all sides.
Yaf and Frald sliced with their sharp weapons, while Vun and Bhus blunged the jello, sending ripples of blubbering goo all around the cube! But the weird monster wasn't about to just sit and watch the barbarians butcher him. When Yaf's axe hit him for a second time, the Cube pressed the metal blade inside from all sides, making it impossible to free! As soon as Yaf's foot went up against the Cube's face for extra leverage pulling the weapon, the creature engulfed the surprised barbarian in one slippery gulp!
"Yaf!" the rest of them screamed in unison, as they saw their friend trying to move inside of the jello monster!
"Quick!" Frald said in alarm, "we have to kill it before it digests Yaf!"
Doubling their efforts, the three men sent a flurry of hits upon the Acid Cube! One mashing blow after sliced piece at the time, eventually they made a hole big enough to free Yaf's left boot! Vun dropped his weapon and immediately grabbed his friends foot, and started to pull!
"Help me brothers!" he said, and the other two grabbed him by the waistline and added their own considerable strength to the effort! A human rope linking them all, the Acid Cube had no power to resist. He let go Yaf's jello-hold at once, sending the humans tumbling to the floor and away from it.
Using this distraction, the Cube fleed, again slushing down a dark corridor heading East! Vun, who was the first to get up, started to run after the weird monster!
"No foe left alive!" Vun screamed.
"Let it go Vun!" Yaf shouted to no avail at his friend. "It's just jello!"
After losing the Acid Cube's trail, the barbarian party explored the Northeastern part of the Tower's dungeon, in excruciating detail! Every corridor, diverged into two more, with so many twists and turns that the whole place started to look more like a labyrinth than a dungeon! Several paths ended in dead ends and the party lost a lot of time making sure every nook and cranny was clean of the undead!
Yaf couldn't shake the eerie feeling that something was wrong here. Everything was too quiet. Nobody, dead or undead, seemed to be guarding the place. It was almost as if all the monsters had fleed from this part of the dungeon. Like something had scared the undead away if that was even possible!
Yaf couldn't help but wonder if all this quietness had something to do with the lizard smell that permeated the corridors. A big lizard smell!One year ago: ...the happy fisherman...
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Day 956. August 14, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
The road to the wizard's tower was uneventful and the four barbarians made good time traveling from Hogshead Rock to the wizard's place of residence. The lack of ale in their bloodstream and the need to drink more, played no small part in their haste. The tavern owner, Elben Silverkin, told them that the wizard's laboratory was located not in the tower itself, but deep in the ground beneath it. And that the barbarians' best bet in locating the source of the undead, was to find the laboratory and destroy it!
Once inside the tower, Yaf's lantern showed them three possible paths, all heading North. They picked the one that seemed to descend faster into the ground and opened the door.
After several minutes of walking through nothing but empty corridors, they came upon another door. Frald put his ear against it but heard nothing on the other side. Yaf nodded and without pause, stepped inside a room. In it, a large green gelatinous cube as tall and wide as a man began moving towards them! Like a slug, the Acid Cube's snot left a distinct burnt mark on the floor. It's acid corroded everything it touched!
Frald didn't wait for Yaf to make the first move! He'd learned, the hard way, the downside of being surprised by his friend's powerful and unexpected charging roar! This time, he rushed to the creature before everybody and keeping a safe distance from the green cube, he cut a large chunk of jello! The piece fizzled into a green liquid even before it hit the ground. Everyone made sure not to step on it!
The Acid Cube didn't wait for round two. As the barbarians took their time to avoid the green pool, the Cube slipped away with surprising speed and fled the room. They chose not to pursue, preferring instead to loot whatever treasure the creature might have left behind.
Frald and Bhus were still frightened from the apparition they'd saw in the previous room when Yaf opened the door to their first undead encounter! Six decaying bodies of dwarves, possessed by some unknown demonic lifeforce! Despite their undead nature, as any member of the dwarfish race, these looked just as tough and hardy as their living counterparts!
Frald went in first again. He couldn't find a better way to shake the ghost's haunting, than by a good old fashioned sword fight! The rest did the same and both groups faced dead-on in the center of a large room. Weapons clashing against each other, music to the barbarian's ears!
The possessed dwarves were hard to re-kill! Even when dead, some would lash out one last time against a nearby warrior, while he was focused on another opponent! Everyone was wounded in the fight with the dwarves, and they had to make double sure the creatures were really dead once everything was over.
After the obligatory looting - because even the undead carry gold from the time they were alive! - Yaf and Frald opened the next door to find the green slug waiting for them. The Acid Cube!One year ago: ...the milk empire...
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Day 955. August 13, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
Inside The Last Drop, a day could feel like a month, and a lifetime of drunkenness obliterated even the most resilient happy memory. Not that the tavern was a somber place inducive to ale-depressions. No. Both drunkards and soon to be drunkards merrily sang tunes together. Bystanders clapped hands and knocked mugs on tables to keep up with the pace of the verse. Laughter ensued in most groups around the tavern and conversation flowed freely.
It didn't matter if it was sunny or cloudy outside. Hot or cold, seven inches of snow or a field of blossoming roses just outside the tavern's walls. The Last Drop felt like a bubble apart from the real world. And that's what the customers were paying for. Not the booze. But for a chance to forget the horrors they'd seen in the real world.
Pillaging orc raiders burning your childhood house to the ground...
Random dragons dropping unnoticed from the sky to pluck your dearest friends and families forever...
Mad sorcerers, searching everlasting life within the dark arts and unwillingly creating incurable plagues that decimated the land with undead hordes...
Who would want to live in such a world? The Last Drop offered sanctuary from the darkness outside.
After days of intoxication, Yaf, Frald, Vun, and Bhus were reaching their human limits of alcoholic endurance. As was their looted gold from their first-ever dungeon raiding. If ale was to flow freely again, another quest needed to be found. Fast!
Luckily, their mention of the encounters with a few skeletons and a lone zombie, deep inside the Tainted Heaven of the Abyss, signaled alarm to the tavern owner, Elben Silverkin! A barkeeper with long, straight, dyed pink hair shaved on the left side and blue eyes. Two piercings on his nose and three on his forehead! A man as odd-looking as he was prone to ear everything that was mentioned inside his tavern. Later channeling those snippets of information to the right people at the right time.
The undead never appeared in such small numbers. Where there were four skeletons, a few dozen were sure to follow. A single zombie meant more magically created weird monsters lurking somewhere waiting to bring havoc on the unwary!
"I know where they come from!" Elben said. "When I was a ten, my father told me about the wizard, who lived in a tower with his two daughters and wife. The family lived well, thanks to the wizard's line of work. In his laboratory, he studied and cured the most obscure and dangerous of magical diseases. The kind of diseases that only kings and emperors are willing to spare no expenses whenever one of their closest family members are stricken, you know? Are you listening to me?"
The four barbarians stood leaning on the bar counter, listening to the Elben's tale. Only Yaf however, was sober enough to remember anything of what was said a few hours later.
"But then one day, the wizard's family caught one of those incurable diseases themselves! Some say the wizard was experimenting on them as part of his studies! Others that one of the daughters stole a bottle with an unknown liquid, drank it, and contaminated the rest of the family! Who knows for sure..."
"Grief-stricken beyond belief, the wizard stopped at nothing searching for a cure! He never found one in time to save them from actually dying. But my father says that their death didn't stop him from searching! He kept experimenting on corpses he stole from graveyards! Then on the living that his minions kidnapped from nearby villages. Later, people said that he lost his mind during such blasphemous search!"
"My father says that he's still trying to cure his family. And that the side effects of his experiments are covering the land with the undying!"
"Where is that wraiths' tower? Where is that laboratory?" Yaf asked.One year ago: ...return of the leech...
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Day 954. August 12, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
"What do you say? One more door?" Vun asked the rest of them, motioning to one of the two doors flanking the long corridor. The easily thwarted Fungi Folk ambush was still fresh in their minds. The Iron Eater fight before that further added to the barbarians general feeling of invincibility. It was with no surprise then, that they all agreed with Vun's suggestion.
Young barbarian warriors feeling kooky! Yaf opened their last door in this heavenly gateway of the Abyss.
As a farewell gift, the dungeon's offered them with a full-grown Chimera! The three-headed creature flapped its draconic wings in the air above the huge room they'd entered! The Chimera stopped its patrol and, like a hawk first noticing a rabbit, plunged down on the wary barbarians! Its dragon head signaling that it was about to rain fire over them!
Bhus would have none of that fire breathing magical stuff! With the Chimera still several meters away, he swung his war-hammer and threw it with all his might aiming at the dragon's head! As the best marksman in the group, Bhus raged fueled attack hit dead center in the dragon's mouth, stopping the fire before it ever got out!
The war-hammer fell to the ground and the barbarian raced for it, confident that his friends would cover for him!
Vun received the brunt of the creature's charging energy! Maul held horizontally in both hands to stop the bites from lion's head! The barbarian's feet skidded backward several meters in the smooth stone floor, before hitting a wall. Vun never lost balance! Amazingly, he had just stopped a Chimera's hawk-like charge!
Meanwhile, Yaf and Frald had raced underneath the beast's flying attack, and were now tackling it from the rear, while it tried to kill Vun! The two men exchanged looks momentarily and like telepaths, each attacked different sides of the beast in almost perfect coordination! The sashing weapons drew blood from a dozen different wounds and by the time Bhus caught the war-hammer and joined his three fighting friends, the Chimera had nowhere else to run!
"One coin? Is that all that the Chimera was babysitting? One common gold coin? I almost lost my dearest maul to the thing!" Vun said.
"Don't worry," Yaf said trying to comfort his friend. "We'll buy you a gold plated maul when we get back to the village! I think we came out on top from our dungeon, don't you?"
Almost six hundred gold coins worth of loot between regular money, jewelry, gems. And a magical healing vial that they were all too eager to sell and get rid of it!
The four barbarians left the gateway to the Abyss, spirits high after a successful first quest! They'd tested themselves in the underworld of seasoned adventurers and survived to tell everyone about it! But tales of battles could wait. All they wanted now was a warm bath the Hogshead Rock's Inn, followed by several rounds of ale at the tavern.
Their spirits might be high, smiles worn like a mask. But deep inside each of them, the horrors saw had begun nagging in their young minds. Making room in their presumptions of a safe and normal world beyond their barbarian village...
...Vun's face off with a charging Chimera. Sharped lion's teeth inches from his face!
...Bhus's body covered with dozens of stinging centipedes!
...Yaf's dislocated arm after receiving the full fury of a ten-foot-high orc swinging a spiked club!
...Frald's inhaling of a poisonous gas that almost smothered his life!One year ago: ...breakthrough...
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Day 953. August 11, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
Yaf, Frald, Vun, and Bhus left the rooms where it still smelled of the poisonous gas and started to make their way towards the dungeon's exit.
While they hadn't fully explored the place, they had gone deep into it nonetheless. The kitchen and the kitchen pantry had been destroyed. The orc raiders responsible for harassing the region were killed. As was their leader, an Orc Brute. So the sense of "safety" walking through the dungeon prevailed on the barbarians above all else. Yet, the exit was still several rooms and corridors away. Some only partially explored.
Who knew what sort of beast could still be lurking in the shadows?
They passed the crossroad corridor where the body of the Orc Brute lay dead.
Yaf walked around it and was the first, as always, to open the door where they'd faced the orc raiders. But instead of another empty room with dead bodies, they found a pony-sized creature. Two long antennae protruding from under its yellow dark eyes, rubbing the orc bodies! It looked like a dog sniffing a dead carcass! But the Iron Eater's favorite food wasn't flesh and bones. It was metal!
There was nothing else to scavenge from the orcs. So as soon as the barbarians opened the door, the creature's antennas stretched upwards and after second or two moved into the direction of the warrior's weapons! Fresh metal! The two antennas leading the charge, the creature raced towards them!
The barbarians relaxed their stance. Used to dealing with lone Winter wolves coming from Orrika Dur in, in Northen An-Mòr, they knew how to face a single animal hunter searching for food. Yaf and Vun crossed in front of each other to confound the beast and hurried to both sides of the room. Frald stayed where he was, but threw his two-handed weapon in a long arch over the creature's body! Bhus hid as best he could behind his disarmed friend, who was now reaching for his non-metal weapon, the sling.
Distracted by all sides, the Iron Eater continued it's charge towards Frald and Bhus, despite having to split its attention between the flanking humans and the flying axe. Yaf and Vun waved their weapons to further distract it!
Frald stepped aside, shooting a rock in the process, and Bhus, jumped as high as he could, bringing the war-hammer head down into the creature's spine with such a force that the snap of bones echoed all over the oval room!
The ambush from Fungi Folk waiting for them in the next corridor was not so easy was! A band of angry mushrooms, warned no doubt by the sole survivor of the truffle carnage, early in the barbarians' adventure!
They waited for the last of the warriors to enter the long corridor before springing their attack! Battle weary, but still with enough reflexes to dodge the fungi's weapons, Vun and Bhus swang their own weapons in lower arches, severing several mushrooms stem-like legs in two!
For some reason, the sight of stems and caps laying on the floor brought back childhood memories for Yaf. Swinging his axe on the creatures, he could almost remember the taste his mother's fungi soup. His favorite!One year ago: ...mountain tea...
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Day 952. August 10, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
The goblins hiding behind the door opened it with such a force that the barbarians took a step backward in surprise! The green creatures, significantly larger than their vermin cousins, spew forth from the door in every direction!
At first, the barbarian thought the creatures were trying to surround them! But as the leading goblin slipped behind them and didn't stop his dead run towards the exit, they realized what was actually happening. The goblins were trying to flee!
"No foe left alive!" Vun screamed as he raced towards the largest group of goblins, cutting their escape route. The barbarian swung the maul as soon as he was within reach! The first goblin hit died instantly. Chest collapsed inward with the force Vun's attack! The momentum of the blow, sent the green body flying backward, causing two more goblins to stumble on the floor. Vun made sure they never got up!
The barbarian entered some sort of "warrior's zone" as he swerved the maul left and right in an eerie sort of way. As if he could somehow sense the presence of the goblins behind him and where they would be a second later!
No goblin escaped Vun's maul of death.
When the party looted the goblin's bodies and found a priceless golden ring adorned with the most intricate gemstones, nobody had any doubt about who should receive such a reward.
Still feeling up to some more exploration, the four young warriors traced their way back to a still-closed door, in the large room where they had faced the skeletons. Yaf and Frald opened it and were immediately engulfed in a green cloud! The poisonous gas cut off the leading barbarians' air supply and both were momentarily blinded by its acidic nature!
Vun and Bhus, at the time walking a few meters behind, managed o avoid the worst of the noxious trap. Covering their mouth and noses with a damp rag from their canteens and squinting the eyes as much as possible, they crawled towards their friends to pull them out of the cloud!
After several minutes of vomiting and coughing, Yaf, and Frald regained some of their strength. The poisonous gas had by now dispersed between the two large rooms. So Vun and Bhus searched the circular room for any treasure that was being guarded by the trap. Bhus found a small vial of blue liquid emanating a soothing aura of light. The liquid had without a doubt magical and as a barbarian worthy of his title, Bhus feared anything that he couldn't naturally explain!
But this was a dungeon. And the boys had chosen the adventurers career for them. If they wanted to make a name for themselves, they would have to come to grips with magic sooner or later! Mustering all the willpower he could, Bhus put the vial of healing in the backpack and nervously strapped the sack again on his back!
"I think we should leave now," Bhus said joining the rest of the gang.
"Yes," Yaf replied, still coughing from the bout of green gas in his lungs. "Let's get out of here."One year ago: ...sun baking...
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Day 951. August 9, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
"I guess we can look around for a while," Frald was to first the answer their question of whether to continue forward or exit the dungeon.
"Bhus and I are hurt. But it's nothing we can't endure a while longer. Bhus?"
"Yeah. I say we clean the place some more before getting out. Maybe we can even fill our backpacks with more gems!"
Yaf turned to Vun. "You're with us?" Vun was trying to peek further down the three corridors that diverged from where they had battled the Orc Brute. Besides a wooden door heading West, the rest of the paths showed nothing but pitch black silence.
"Let's open just one more door, and then we'll see what happens."
The four barbarians positioned themselves at the door. Weapons drawn. Muscles tensed, ready to spring forward and charge to whatever monster may lie beyond...
The door opened to a big and empty room. Everyone relaxed for a moment, before spotting two more doors leading out. They chose one and without saying a word, Yaf opened it. An even bigger room! So big in fact, that the sound of the four skeletons coming to life as the party entered, echoed around the room! Crackling bones and rusty swords dragging on the stone floor.
The walking bones posed little threat to the four barbarians. Especially to Vun's maul and Bhus war-hammer. Highly effective crushing weapons against poorly connected bone joints!
The lone zombie in the following room was even more ludicrous!
Sensing no threat whatsoever from this lone representative of the undead, the barbarians taunted and played with it for a while. Surrounded by all sides, the zombie changed target whenever he received a slap from a weapon, or someone screamed jokes at it!
While the barbarians took turns bullying the zombie, Vun heard whispers coming from across the only door yet to be opened in the room.
"Be quiet!" he said to his friends. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing. The zombie continued slowly walking towards its last target, Bhus.
"I think something or someone as noticed us. Bhus, kill the zombie already. Let's get ready for what's coming."
Bhus took a step forward, swung the war-hammer at the zombie's head, crushing it forever.
The party prepared for what might lie on the other side of the door...One year ago: ...encore...
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Day 950. August 8, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
The four barbarians ignored the doors and continue down the dark corridor, heading North. Their walk ended at a door and once opened, they found two welcoming sights. An oval room, well lit by a few torches on the walls with ample space that suited the barbarians' fighting style. In the center of the room, weapons and shields ready, four orcs growling at the invaders!
"These are why we're here brothers! Let's kill them!" Yaf yelled, and charged towards the already rushing orcs!
Both groups clashed, each taking and enemy to their own. But the orcs were clearly out-matched! All but Yaf's opponent were slain in the first round of blows with relative ease to the barbarians' surprise. Only one managed to slip Yaf's axe, nicking a mean wound on Vun's leg in the process.
It was the orc's final act on Norindaal, as the barbarians quickly surrounded him. Little was left of the orc once they made him pay for the wound he'd made.
"This was it? These were the orc raiders that have harassed the region for months?" Frald complained. "I was expecting a larger group."
"Maybe there's more. We haven't checked all the rooms yet." Yaf said. "Let's continue. There's another door up ahead."
The group motioned towards the door at the end of the oval room. Upon opening it, Frald's expectations were met. The orc raider's leader, a ten-foot-high Orc Brute, wide as an old tree trunk and with skin just as hard! The orc didn't pause or cared that he was outnumbered. He'd heard his raiders dying screams moments ago, and he'd used them to fuel his vengeful murderous wrath!
Fighting in a corridor, only Yaf and Frald were able to use their weapons to engage with the Brute. Sensing that this orc was not something to bee fooled with, both warriors channeled their barbaric Rage towards the strongest attack they could summon!
The boys were still green when it came to boss fighting though, and failed dramatically in their raged attacks! The Brute was all too quick to take advantage of this, drawing blood from the boys. Only Bhus, quickly readying his sling, scored a vicious hit on a Brute's exposed area. The wide opening on the orc's ear was big enough to fit a small rock. Bhus's slingshot hit dead center on the hole and pierced several inches into its skull! He didn't die right here an there, but the wound would kill him eventually if left unchecked.
Of course, none of the barbarians had any intentions of letting him recover! Rage spent, Yaf's axe and Frald's two-handed sword continued their blunt run of thrusts and parries against the orc's spiked club until they'd hurt him enough to make him cry in pain and forgo all defensive moves!
The orc knew that he was about to die. So he lunged his body towards Yalf, hoping to take the human to the Netherworld under his immense weight! Yaf was ready for him! The barbarian dodged at the last moment, and brought the axe down into the orc's neck!
Head severed, the Brute slumped on the floor, seeping the stone floor with his green life-force!
After looting the Orc Brute's body for anything of worth, the party sat around the lantern in the center of a corridor's crossroad.
"Our job is done here," Yaf said. "What do we do now? Continue to explore the heavenly gateway to the Abyss or leave the dungeon and go back to Hogshead Rock?"One year ago: ...simple days at sea...
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Day 949. August 7, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
"These bugs are still here Yaf! You didn't crush them right, you stinking bear! Help me here!" Bhus yelled as the centipedes overwhelmed him!
The party of four barbarians were on their way back towards the entrance, after coming up to the dungeon pantry in a dead end. The narrow corridor where Yaf had slain giant centipedes earlier was not as empty as they left it! More many-legged bugs awaited the last warrior to enter the corridor, before biting him by surprise!
This time, Yaf's teen energy, waiting to pop out onto any monsters, like a pressure cooker left unchecked, had no way to strike the bugs. The place was just too small, and both Bhus and Vun, fighting side by side, blocked the rest of them from the action!
Vun's maul scrapped Bhus' back free of centipedes, and the later quickly regain his footing. Furious, he unleashed his own boot trampling medicine over the insects, before squashing them again and again with his family's clan war-hammer!
The rest of the way back to the entrance was uneventful. The party passed over the bodies of the Fungi People and saw the re-dead skeletal rats bones at the entrance, near the kitchen door. Only one door remained to be explored. The narrow double door leading East.
Yaf's quietly tested the doors with his free hand and found them to be easily opened. The lantern's light showed a corridor running both ways to the sides. To the South, it was a dead end. To the North, it soon turned right, before turning right again a few meters later.
Brushing shoulders with the dungeon's walls as they walked, the barbarians still hadn't grown accustomed to fighting in such oppressive spaces. A lifetime in the outdoors was the culprit of that.
When the corridor turned left, and the lantern's light stopped dead by an amorphous mass of dozens of tiny goblin legs, arms, and heads, the barbarians' killer instincts reacted first then their spaciously tuned - just not too bright - minds!
Yaf's roared (again!) defiantly as he charged towards the mass of goblin vermin! And as before, he was the first to make contact with the foes, by chopping five sets of limbs in one mighty stroke of his axe!
Frald did not reel out of balance after his friend's explosive actions! Charging right after Yaf, he finally was able to put to god use the two-handed sword he'd stolen from his father on the day the four of them left their tribal camp. Even Bhus was quick to draw his sling and start throwing rocks at the goblins. The rocks never killed any monsters though, as Yaf and Frald soon eliminated every single tiny goblin, letting the lantern's light passed undisturbed down the corridor once more.
It stretched as far as they could see. The group passed over the goblins' bodies and after several minutes, they found two doors flanking them, and yet more darkness as the dungeon's corridor went deeper into the Abyss...One year ago: ...the lifeguard of the ring...
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Day 948. August 6, 2019. Somewhere in Norindaal...
This time Yaf actually managed to stop Vun before he blindly opened a door while pursuing the last of the Fungi Folk!
"I'm holding the lantern!" Yaf started to say. "I'm the one opening doors here. You're supposed to be guarding our back!"
Vun muttered something but didn't object to Yaf. He was right after all.
Yaf slowly opened the door, putting the lantern in first, then the axe and only then the rest of his body...
Giant centipedes! Not that many thought. Not nearly enough to justify Yaf's third mad charging roar of fury, before racing towards the many-legged bugs! And in what was fast becoming a bad habit, Frald was again caught by surprise and again went tumbling face first on the stone floor. Courtesy of a fearful giant centipede tangled on his legs while trying to move out of the way of a screaming barbarian!
There was no room for the two trailing barbarians to join the fray. But while Vun could only sit and watch, Bhus hurriedly dropped his mighty family clan war-hammer, reaching for his backpack. Moments later, he produced a flimsy string tied to a small leather patch holding a small rock! The sling never hurled the stone bullet thought. Yaf was quicker in squashing bugs!
The four barbarians followed the narrow damp corridor to its course, ending at a door, leading into an even smaller corridor.
"Barely enough room to breath, let alone fight without hindering one another!" Frald complained. "If something jumps on us here, we'll be in trouble."
"Trouble?" Bhus said. "The way Yaf is killing monsters here, I'm starting to think that we should have stayed in The Last Drop, back at the village."
Yaf silently replied by warily opening another rotten door. It was as if the young barbarian was too absorbed in the sensorial input of experiencing his first dungeon to even register anything his childhood friends said to him. Too absorbed, and too nervous!
The swarm of goblins vermins covering floor to ceiling in the tiniest of rooms, spew towards the invaders as soon as they opened the door!
Yaf's fourth deafening scream of fury stopped everyone on its tracks! As before, Frald hit the floor in response to his friend's roars!
But he was quick to get on his feet this time! Quick enough o join Yaf in the fighting with the tiny bug-like goblins. Parrying blow after blow that the creatures threw at them, and answering them tenfold with his own thrusts! Bhus too was quicker with the sling this time and had a chance to crack the skull of the last remaining goblin inside the small room.
The room turned out to be another dead end related to the kitchen. They'd found the dungeon's pantry.
"At least now we're sure that the monsters will starve!" Vun said.
"Let's go back to the entrance room." Yaf said, walking towards back to the corridor where he'd slain the giant centipedes.One year ago: ...subway universes...
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