No Free Lunch
Brave adventures entered the abandoned hallow underneath the huge tree in the forest. Inside a large burial chamber filled with decayed goods, a large hoard of silver pieces and a magical talking flying dagger called ”Junior”. The strange roots lining the chamber collapsed the the floor after being stabbed, causing our intrepid heroes to fall down and end up in some kind of mud spa. There our heroic explorers encountered some robed men who asked them sternly to lower their weapons and leave. Fearing.. fearing what again?.. our quick-acting saviors attacked these robed men and promptly disengaged tactically. However the urban ranger was left behind (or returned) never to be heard from again while the robed men quickly caused the hallways to collapse behind them. There was no other choice for our valiant adventurers to return quickly to the Guild and report the situation. (TBC)