Component Collection 2
Component Collection 2 | |
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Date | 05/05/23 |
Storyteller | Dag |
Tier | Trainee - Easy |
Player Characters | Ellie Hawthorne, Ashley Hawthorne, Berta Stormhammer, Zeal, Tuli Myrsky, Disorro Saur |
Rewards | 275 exp, 10 gold, potions of water breathing (6), potion of quickness formula 2), potion of swimming (moderate) formula (2), potion of flying (standard) Formula (2) |
Result | Success |
Author | Zeal |
Log
We gathered up for what seemed to be a relatively simple mission, going into a dark, dank cave that was reported to be completely safe. We were given baskets with preserving runes on them, intending to keep the mudvines we collected within. It was an uneventful half-day's travel to the cave, outside of Ellie using some sort of magic to make music play the entire time.
When we arrived, we first noticed large, blood sucking creatures known aptly as Bloodseekers. They were dispatched with relative ease, but further down we spotted creatures bearing the resemblance of a bat with the head of a boar. The Grimples, as they were identified, proceeded to throw rocks at Disorro until a magical wall appeared to obscure us from them. It later turned out to be the magic of Ellie, which worked to our aid. The Grimples went around the wall, giving us time to finish off the Bloodseekers and await them on the other side. Unfortunately, as is becoming painfully common with expeditions I go on, these creatures were capable of projectile vomiting. Fortunately, it did little to Tuli and Berta other than disgust them. The Grimples appear to have been exceptionally good at hiding within the cavern walls, though it amounted to little.
Venturing further in, we began to see lit torches lining the walls. Some sort of bat-like creature met us at the entrance to the large, open cavern area, named Parmi. It was exceptionally friendly and offered us tea, brewed from some plants it had collected outside. I did not drink any of it, but for the others Parmi had apparently warmed the tea with its mind. It was using the mudvines to let its bat family sleep in a corner of the room; Some sort of compromise in the family, apparently. Regardless, it let me harvest the spare draping mudvines, so long as I left enough to accommodate the residents.
After some chatter with Parmi we finally departed with hopes of establishing an organized trade for the vines in the future, though it may only amount to someone stopping by to chat and clean up the drapery on occasion. On our way out we disposed of the corpses, as one should, but it came at the cost of the Grimples giving us lice. For once, I am grateful for my heritage.