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Fiend-- Week 11
DAY SEVENTY-ONE: We’re all alive and accounted for aside from one zombie. So our plan has worked and the Dire Gophers are backing off. There’s a downside though. Even now the sounds of a dire gopher suffering some serious indigestion can be heard echoing through the caverns. Ewww!
DAY SEVENTY-THREE: There’s a pool going with the party now. The further we travel down the more we’re guessing we’re either going to stumble across a dwarven settlement or the Balrog. Personally the way our luck goes I’m guessing Balrog, but I’m not really sure if this world has one of those.
DAY SEVENTY-FIVE: Okay... who would have guessed what we stumbled upon? Apparently this Paladin with a Bat motif has a base in a cavern we stepped into, and he was none to pleased about having guests. On the bright side, the throwing weapon I pulled out of my leg looks really neat. I think I’ll keep it as a souvenir.
DAY SEVENTY-SIX: There's three dozen of us down here. You'd think our numbers would be large enough to stomp on a guy with a bat fetish, but no, he was kicking all our butts. Even those that don't have any, like Johnny Five-Eyes. Didn't seem to see that Dire Gopher though, poor ninja bastard.
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