This again?!?   Billie stomped her hoof with a disgruntled huff, petulant child that she was... she was mad at the circumstances to say the least. Here they were, out on another campaign, this time with her uncle, and the SAME THING HAPPENED. "Momma, I want to go home, NOW!" She cried out with another stomp, gaining herself a coo from her mother. "I k...

This dive was deeper, more involved.  It required help, as much as Carson hated to admit it.  As much as he hated to rely on anyone else, as much as that would require trust put in someone other than himself.  The dungeons were becoming more comfortable, and he was adapting to life down here.  Did that make him qualified for an expedition like this one?  As qualified as he could be.  With one last glance cast at the party they'd managed to cobble together,...

Your way forward looks clear at first glance, but a look at the cave ceiling reveals hundreds of bats inverted in slumber.They might be harmless Painted Bats, but they could also be blood-sucking Draculas. What do you do? Molly and their newfound travel companions, managed to work their way throw the twists and turns of the overgrown caverns. Furrowing their brows and getting frustrated at the large flora that j...