This evening started slow and FINISHED STRONG! We started off all sleepy and stinky in the thug house. We searched for a bit then decided it would be a good idea to get some shuteye. Little buddy’s beginning to slip at checking for traps-Kali took a scythe to the calves. Down to the basement and into the thug’s den. Kali helped Little Buddy rig a spear trap at the door. Kali and Firfus stood guard while the others slept. It was okay. Firfus cast a rest spell. Waffle loaned Kali his crossbow to watch the door. About four hours in, a thug came bursting through.
Blam. Spear. Score.
Fired the crossbow, but Kali no good at shooting. Kali prefers to bash. Another dead thug. Kali’s not feeling too bad about offing these turds. The Ponies are obviously doing the city a favor. These thugs are bad news. Enough of this freakin’ house. We leave.
A few steps out into the yard, and three thugs charge from the barn. The Ponies split up to confuse them, and Firfus summoned a fake hill giant. It was on. No blood on Kali’s weapons. Feeling like a hilt without a blade. Ran around Firfus do deliver some pain and tripped. Hit head. Blood in eyes. Kali mad. Bad for enemies. One ran. With blood still streaming from his eyes, Kali ran thug down. One mighty hit. Done. Feeling better.
Kali made a serviceable breakfast in the skillet with phosphorescent fungus and jerky.
We went into the barn. Kali was done being a chump. Fancy Pants and Kali climbed to the top and found some prisoners to rescue. Then an elephant sized spider scurried up from below. Kali remembered from the gladiator pit that the only way to stop a giant spider is to wail on its head repeatedly. Three mighty connects with the magic moringstar made spider soup. One of the other guys came in and finished it off. No body got poisoned. Thanks, whiskey.