Bilbo, a hobbit
Orsek, a dwarfley barbarian wizard
Mossmullet, a dwarfley cleric of winter's bite
Travelling through the swamp, we were set upon by a huge, rubbery man-beast. It was hungry, hungry for our flesh. We fought it off until Orsek pointed his Finger of Death at it. The overcast spell killed the fell monster, which then rose up in a mockery of life under Orsek's dark power.
Then, at long last, we came upon the Hut of Baba Yaga. It stood upon weird twenty-foot tall trees. We determined that these trees were probably actually the chicken legs of legend. Wasting no time, our troll thrall lifted us up to the front door, and then grabbed the legs in the hopes that the hut would not wander off while we explored the interior. And, lo, what an interior!
The main room was totally normal - a table, fireplace, comfy chair, etc. Nothing to see here, folks. We took the stairs up to the attic, opened the door, and that's when things got weird. We kept a map, but I'm not sure how much use it will be - the geography of the place clearly does not follow any physical laws that we are aware of...
In various rooms, we encountered:
- Ratling guards, who we spoke with until relations broke down. This did not go well for the ratlings. Only a few escaped with their lives.
- A golden statue of a seemingly young and beautiful Yaga. When touched, a fire elemental burst forth and attacked us. We survived, and stole one of the statue's hands as payment for our troubles.
- Dust mites. These unfriendly little guys make us cough.
- A tool room being guarded by a wind elemental. Alas, no golden hands as reward for defeating the foul thing.
- Ratling thieves, who were easily duped.
Party Experience Gained
Combat: 966 each
Exploration: 394 each