Prompt:

You bat away sticky drippings dangling from the ceiling as you duck into a new passage. A moist haze keeps your torchlight from revealing much, so you don’t see the downward slope ahead of you until your hoof slips on the mucky floor. You are suddenly speeding down a slick, gooey slide into darkness, gaining momentum as the dungeon whips past you.

Submitted By Hlaorith for Campaign - Easy
Submitted: 2 months ago ・ Last Updated: 2 months ago