“Hello there man! What’s a group like you doing in a place like this?” the voice spoke in a very slow fashion.

*If you think of a poor impression of Tommy Chong. Then you’ll probably guess how this guy spoke. The players couldn’t make a decent roll to save themselves and had no clue what creature this was. Fortunately, that why NPCs exist and Gundren recognised the creature as the non-aggressive Myconid race and proceeded to inform the players what he knew. *

Realising the Myconid posed no threat they struck up a loose conversation and were able to gain some information concerning the cave network and the Myconid colony. The Myconid circle had been cut off from their main colony by a recent cave-in towards the south part of the cavern, which the Myconid’s were busy resolving in their own slow way. Another passageway was to the north which led to a kobold den and eventually the surface.

The party were offered safe haven for the night. A bed of soft moss-covered stones were provided which would allow the group a long rest without being accosted. Several Myconids could be seen inhabiting dead kobolds, patrolling the outskirts of the cavern. It was clear the Myconids had had encounters with kobolds in the past and took their dead bodies as homes for themselves. Taking the offer of safe haven, the party gain a long rest with no interruptions.

*The party were quite low on abilities and spells from the previous two encounters, so a long rest was well earnt. *

Gearing up the party bid the Myconid circle goodbye and headed down the northern passageway towards the kobold den. It wasn’t long before grunts, barking and the clanging of metal upon metal could be heard up ahead. Merric and Wendel took the lead hoping to catch any creatures unaware with their stealth.

Peering into the small cavern ahead they saw a crude smithy currently occupied by 3 kobolds. Not wasting any time, the halflings charged in taking 2 of the kobolds unprepared. The final one took one look at the two halflings butchering his friends and high tailed it out the low tunnel to the west. Releasing a rope, the western passageway collapsed into a shower of rubble, leaving the passageway to the north as the only exit.

Asterin and Aurelia entered the room, Aurelia’s tall horns caught in some small webbing on the ceiling that had a concealed line connected to alarm bells which filled the room and echoed throughout the cave. The distinct, dog like barking could be heard coming from the northern tunnel. Asterin could barely make them out but understood the language and was able to provide a rough translation for the group.

“Intruders. Protect young. Fight, slash, defend, kill. Yip, Yip!”

Looks like the party has successfully alerted the entire den. With the western passage blocked they will now be forced to find another route through the den and eventually the surface. Find out how the party fairs next session.