Planks Report - Pushing Up Daise 2

*Report from Midshipman Plank*

*Progress of Operation LandLubber.*

So far the progress I have made has been… less than we had initially hoped. I feel that I should hopefully have further progress to declare on my next report, However below are the details of my most recent venture.

I gather with a motley crew outside of a watering hole I have become very fond of.

-*Please don't concern yourself captain, I do not squander my hard earned cash and time in this place.-*

There were some meagre discussions and it seemed this group had already visited the location and had some fore knowledge which was useful. But nonetheless we set off for a long walk. It seemed I took to my usual duties and kept a watch for supplies of water, which surprisingly was a successful venture on most occasions. When we took camp that night I shared my watch with a most interesting fellow wearing the garb of a plague doctor by the name of Seth. I did enquire if he was a professional but it seemed it was an aesthetic choice. I took this opportune moment to tell him of one of our famous ventures beyond the furthest oceans doing battle with gold cursed undead pirates. - I know that is one of your favourite ;) - But shortly after we both retired for the night.

I awoke to the smell of burning, and I had assumed that I was back on ship and Maydoosa the mindflayer chef had started burning breakfast, But to my horrific surprise when I emerged from my rather damp tent I was greeted with a face full of burning tar monster..

-You read that right. Burning tar monster.

Seriously the monstrosities on land aren’t a scratch on what we face at sea.-

I did receive a fair few brutal beating from this monster but a Dwarven fellow by the name of Borin was extremely quick to plug my wounds with healing magic - for which I am most grateful. The remainder of the group threw spells and swords till eventually the beast was nothing but a pile of hot goo. There wasn’t really much time to dwell on the dead creature as we still had a very long journey ahead of us.

We were progressing through some marsh

*- This reminds me you must send more money for boots, I have trekked through so much marshland my nice ankheg leather boots are ruined.-*

And we came upon another adventuring group, They told a tale of some gargoyles they killed for some reward from the Quincy bloke and that they were researching some books.

As we continued our navigator seemed to lose his bearing as we did get a touch lost. We took a moment to survey our surroundings and look for fresh supplies when a roar that would rival a void kraken shook the group around us. It appeared we had disturbed an aggravated T-Rex and were going to have to make an extremely rapid escape.

The group tried all manner of different approaches from spells to me simply picking up the diminutive Seonbi and holding him above my head while he tried to cast some kind of magic. Unfortunately as escape was almost assured the beats struck out at poor Borin with its tail and knocked the poor bastard into a bloody pulp. It was seriously touch and go - I thought I was going to have to hold a last rites for the dwarf when healing was quickly administered by Aefrey before he went into the wild seas of the next life.

By pure luck our adventure had lead us to our destination - The outside of which was called “The Font of Pestilence”.

*- Just for once I want to find something with a cheery name-.*

It was a strange stone building with many graces scattered in concentric circles around it. It seemed upon closer inspection that the graves had recently been disturbed.

We all bravely lit up torches and continued into the depths of this cold stone hovel to find off to the north a room with a large statue of some kind of healer. Seonbi quickly pointed out a bloodied inscription on the bottom which he set about taking a rudimentary copy.

Progressing further into the dungeon the obvious sign of.. defilement of the deceased became increasingly obvious. The ground was teeming with liquifying organs, shattered bones, a lot of insects. The smell and mere thought of having to trudge through this dreck brought me to a stop while I dry heaved and had to regain my composure against this.. desecration. We came upon a room which was occupied by an individual of undead heritage and swiftly adjusted his status to just dead - But not before he managed to latch onto my forearm sinking his clearly disgusting rotting teeth into my skin.. The room he was in was piled high with useless junk and more...discarded organs so I decided to stand out of the room while the rest of the group searched through the mess.

Resuming our adventure the group found a chamber with multiple dwellings leading off. To maintain an element of surprise the talented Aefery adopted a small cockroach form to scout on ahead for any signs of danger. After a few minutes she reported back that there wasn't much of interest in most of the rooms, However one did contain an undead with a holy symbol around its neck and another containing a chest with an iron lock. The group dispatched the undead individual.

*-This Lucius individual is extremely talented with a eldritch blast. He literally blew the poor being to smithereens-*

Then we swiftly looted the chest to find some notes which to be perfectly honest seemed like the ramblings of a mad man going on about some sort of beast of disease.

Feeling our adventure had not reached its conclusion the group decided to fortify the room we were presently occupying and settle down for the night.

I will conclude this adventure in my next report, Stay safe.