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The heat of the Earthen Furnace wrapped around Einarr like a relentless vise, pressing against his dark coat, seeping through the steel and leather of his semi-heavy barding, and suffocating every breath he took. Each inhale was a battle, the thick air coating his lungs in the bitter stench of sulfur, burning his throat like embers scraping along his windpipe. His muscles strained beneath the weight of the heat, a constant oppressive force that seemed to pull at his limbs as if trying to drag...
[DD2] The Furnace Door
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The heat pressed against Einarr’s flanks, fierce and unrelenting, like the breath of a beast stalking him through the sweltering corridors of the Earthen Furnace. He had long since learned to ignore discomfort, but here, it was impossible to escape it. The air was thick, weighed down by the sharp, choking stench of sulfur, each inhale a struggle. It was as if the dungeon itself was alive, its dark, molten belly gnashing its teeth, waiting for the foolish to stumb...
[DD2] The Serpent of Flame
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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AMBIENCE - DM POST The entrance of the dungeon had been a shallow dip in the earth. An impromptu stairwell in an unbecoming shallow clearing, stone stairs meeting dirt and grasses. The steps were nearly too thin for the coarsers to walk down comfortably— and the larger ones were certainly having trouble making the journey— but the gullet of the dungeon called to their hearts as it always had for their kind. But they had to go down. It beckoned them, yes, but...
[EASY] GLEE AND DESPAIR
In Campaigns ・ By armadelo, MunchMonster, mercuri
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[DD2] A Battle in the Burning Belly of the Beast
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The Moors of Sleep stretched before Varin like the open mouth of a long-forgotten beast, its breath thick with the rot of decay and the cloying, sour scent of stagnant water. A cold wind tugged at her mane, sharp and relentless, biting through the gaps in her lightweight armor. It was a wind that carried whispers—whispers of a kingdom that had fallen long before her time. The ruins around her were not just relics; they were scars on the land, reminders of a histo...
[DD3] The Ghosts of War Past
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Varin let out a deep, satisfied sigh as the cavern unfolded before her, revealing a shimmering pool nestled at its center. The air was cool and damp, thick with the scent of moss and wet stone. It wasn’t the most glamorous place, but compared to the chaos she’d just escaped? It was paradise. Moisture clung to her coat, making her fur feel heavier than usual, but she didn’t mind. Her seal bay pelt—dark and sleek—sh...
[DD1] The Pool of Living Jewels
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The deafening buzz hit Varin first—like a thousand angry whispers swelling into a roar. Her heart leapt into her throat as the cave bugs burst from a crevice in the wall, their wings beating in a furious swarm. “AHHH!” she shrieked, flailing wildly in the most undignified way possible, her carefully curated composure disintegrating in an instant. She spun in a desperate attempt to avoid the o...
[DD1] Damn Bugs!
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The bridge shifted beneath Varin's hooves, and for a moment, she froze. Her breath caught as the surface rippled, undulating beneath her, the sensation of countless slithering legs writhing just beneath the stone. Her muscles tightened instinctively, hooves scrambling for purchase. Then came the sound—a low, wet scuttling—followed by the unmistakable clicking of thousands of legs against the stone. Her heart pounded against her ribs, t...
[DD1] Ride 'Em, Millepedegirl!
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Varin’s hooves echoed sharply through the hollow corridors of the dungeon, each crisp click strangely amplified in the still air. Her coat shimmered even in the dim light, catching on the damp stone walls as she moved with her signature sway, tail flicking in time with her thoughts. A soft flutter of wings from behind made her glance over her shoulder, and she smiled—too wide, too bright—at the tourmaline-green creature that trailed her. ...
[DD1] What Do I Do This For?
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Varin’s breath caught as the dungeon stretched out before her—another maze of stone corridors, flickering with half-seen dangers, the damp air clinging to her coat like an unwanted companion. The rhythmic click-click-click of her hooves on the cold stone echoed too loudly in the silence, unnerving in a way it hadn’t been before. What’s my role? She smiled to herself, but it was thin, brittle at the edges. I’m the one who makes it through, dar...
[DD1] The Star of the Show
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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As Varin ventured deeper into the dungeon, her hooves clicked softly on the stone floor, the sound sharp and clear in the still, musty air. The faint glow of moss reflected off her coat, which gleamed despite the dusty journey—naturally. Even here, in the belly of the Buried Kingdom, each flick of her mane and every graceful step was part of her ongoing performance. Her nostrils flared at the thick, earthy scent ...
[DD1] The Dance of Death
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Varin’s breath caught in her throat as she and Fetch emerged from the tunnel, the narrow passage opening up into the cavernous expanse of the dungeon’s most infamous feature: the Bridge of Ember. The heat hit her first, a stifling, oppressive wave that seemed to suck the air from her lungs. She squinted against the crimson glow that filled the chamber, her eyes tracing the jagged edges of the chasm that yawned beneath the bridge. Below, the river of lava churned restlessly, glowing a sini...
[DD1] The Bridge of Ember
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Varin’s hooves clicked softly against the damp stone as she navigated the winding path, the musty scent of the dungeon air clinging stubbornly to her nostrils. She shivered, more in irritation than fear. This place was dreadful—dark, dank, and entirely too cold for her liking. The echo of her own steps grated on her nerves, and she snorted in frustration, shaking her mane in an attempt to resettle the glossy strands displaced by the stale, swirling air....
[DD1] Ew, What IS That?
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The air in the dungeon hung heavy, saturated with the scent of damp earth and something less tangible—something ancient and foreboding, like a warning whispered through time. Enok’s hooves moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm against the cool stone floor, each step calculated, every breath controlled. His light brown eyes swept the darkness, their calm patience born from experience, taking in the subtle shifts in shadow and light. The dungeon was a place where th...
[DD1] I Was Lost But Now I'm Found
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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The dim light of the cavern barely touched the edges of the hole, its darkness a yawning void that seemed to swallow all sound and warmth. Enok’s hooves, usually so sure and steady on the stone floor, faltered as they neared the abyss. The air around him hung still, unnervingly thick, as if the very walls held their breath, waiting for his next move. A strange pull tightened in his chest, an insistent urging that quickened his pulse, though every instinct in his ...
[DD1] The Bottomless Pit
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Enok's hooves pressed against the damp stone, the cold seeping up through his limbs as he moved deeper into the tunnel. The chill bit into his bones, the kind that made muscles tense involuntarily, as if his body were trying to repel the dungeon's creeping presence. The air was thick with the scent of decay, a pungent, earthy smell tinged with something unexpectedly sweet—mushrooms, perhaps, thriving in the damp, dark corners where light was a distant memory. Eac...
[DD1] Reflections in the Mycelial Mirror
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Enok stood before the skull, the cold air of the Caverns brushing against his sooty coat, sending a faint shiver through his skin. The jewels embedded in the brindle caught what little light filtered through the cracks in the ceiling, their colors shifting from deep ruby to dark sapphire as he moved. Flickering reflections danced over the stone walls, casting the chamber in a muted, ethereal glow. His dark eyes, usually steady and calm, traced the ancient relic’s...
[DD1] The Weight of the Past
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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Literature
The ground beneath Enok's hooves thrummed with a deep, resonant vibration as the voice reverberated through the stone, the tremor traveling up his legs like a slow wave. He paused mid-stride, his usually steady gait arrested by the unexpected sensation. His breath, steady and slow, misted in the cool air as he took in his surroundings, dark, soft eyes scanning the stone around him. The realization settled over him like the first light of dawn—the "step pyrami...
[DD1] The Stone-Faced Giant
In Dungeon Dives ・ By mercuri
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