So we spend some rest time at the western mausoleum and heal up a bit and give Grom a some semblance of a proper burial.
Well, some words and a sprinkling of snow. After all, we didn’t know him that well.
We melt enough snow to keep hydrated for the day. And gnaw on some less then enjoyable rations. This isn’t going to be much fun. And we haven’t even found our way to the underground, like we were ordered to.
We make out way back to the south mausoleum again to loot it properly. We do find all kinds of goodies. And we find a gingery orc. And a way into the dungeon at last! Huzzah. The gingery orc tells a tale of a losing battle with a horrible creature that destroyed his party.
We don’t have any better ideas. We were told to go underground. So underground we will go.
The gingery orc leads us down there and stumbles right into some corrosive green slime. We manage to boil that off. And then Meklor does the same thing. Sigh. We manage to clear that as well. And then we try to do a better job of making sure the ceiling is clear before we wander into more traps.
Which Barak the ginger orc immediately does by stepping on a false step. He manages to jump back without impaling his foot. But just barely.
This doesn’t bode well.