After the nice breakfast Abomentolor asks Gwenhwyfar "Would you fix me up now? I'm feeling a bit better, but still far from good."
"I prepared the necessary spell." Gwenhwyfar replies and casts lesser restoration on Abmentolor.
"Thank you." Abomentolor replies but his face shows some question marks as the result is rather underwhelming.
"I am mighty parched. I forgot to fill my water skin." Jimmy says hopefully rolling out of bed
"I have some left in mine if you like my dear." Gwenhwyfar offers Jimmy. She walks over to him and kisses him. "Good morning." she wispers in his ear.
"What do you think will we face today? More vermin? Reorganized mites? Or will the doors of hell themself open before us?" Tauriell asks playing drama.
"Oh yes, they will and then they search for a red haired companion of our group." Niamh says moving toward Tauriell in a ducked attitude playing a dramatic melody.
Abomentolor gulps visibly "Please not. All I do is fire. What I can do to burn an enemy the inhabitants of hell see as comfortable warmth."
"I didn't mean you." Niamh says turning around still playing the fiddle. The music turns from dramatic to surprised.
"Oh you mean me?" Tauriell asks playing surprised. "I don't think so." she says and with a maleficent expression she adds "I didn't get the invitation for my 'welcome back' party. They open the doors to catch cute small violin playing halflings. Mwuahahaha!"
"Oh no! I trusted you and you just wanted to cozen me!" Niamh crys and steps back. The music sounds like shocked now.
"Just stay with me." Gwenhwyfar suggests. "With the holy light of Sarenrae I will protect you from evil." she says sending a glare towards Tauriell.
Niamh stands beside Gwenhwyfar and gives Tauriell a glare too.
"So are we going to check now? If you're lucky it's just more vermin." Tauriell replies.
"Then lets go. Who's the front?" Niamh asks packing her fiddle away.
"If it's vermin then Abomentolor. If not then Gwenhwyfar I guess." Tauriell replies with a mischievous smile
Niamh starts walking downstairs. "Are you coming now? I'm not Abomentolor or Gwenhwayfar."
"Not so fast." Gwenhwyfar stops the enthusiasm of Niamh. She hands Jimmy a bun and the waterskin. Then she starts packing him into his plate mail.
Some time later after tightening the last knot she says "Now we are ready to go."
"Ah, well." Niamh says and packs the tranverse flute away she was practising while Gwenhwafar helped Jimmy. She walks downstairs through the ant room and a floor deeper through the napalm room. After the cave fisher 'room' she goes downstairs.
The stairs lead down into a hallway that ends at a door. The door is unlocked and opens into an octagonal room. A red statue of a beautiful woman armed with a large ranseur stands in the center of this chamber. Slime cakes the floor.
A large monstrosity that looks like a 10ft long fat maggot creeps around the statue.
"Well..."
Abomentolor stands in line until the way through the door is free.
Tauriell moves in with a charge to slice this abomination up. Shooting with a bow won't work anyway from the crowded position she starts.
The maggot is harder than one would suspect on first sight and Tauriells blow doesn't penetrate it's skin. It returns the favor by spewing a stream of maggots at Tauriell
But the elf manages to avoid being hit with that disgusting load.
Abomentolor also runs towards the maggot and casts burning grasp.
Gwenhwyfar uses her wand to cast Ill Omen on the monster.
The maggot is badly burned.
Jimmy charges at the maggot, attempting to skewer it.
Jimmy's charge comes to an abrupt halt as his spear connects with the maggot but fails to penetrate it.
Tauriell moves around into a flanking position.
The maggot tries to bite the one who hurts it the most.
Abomentolor retreats to let the martial ones end this creature.
To make sure no one gets hurt she again uses her wand and casts Ill Omen on the beast again.
Stabby Stabby Stab Stab
Aaaand stabbed to death. It makes some noise as if Jimmy's thrust opened a hole to let the air out.
The statue is made of red marble. The ranseur it holds is not.
The room has three more doors. One in every geographical directions.
"What was that thing?" Jimmy asks pulling his spear out of the corpse
"I have no idea. But I imagine that an ugly and huge insect would come out of this maggot." Tauriell says
"But take a look at that statue. It looks like it got a real ranseur."
"I don't want to tell you're wrong but I think that this is an abyssal larva. And it would become some demon or qlippoth no insect." Gwenhwyfar replies a bit unsure if she is right.
To avoid becoming the focus of a discussion she starts making notes and crafts a drawing of the statue and the larva.
"A demon? Did you ever see one? How does it look like?" Niamh asks eager for knowlage and a bit excited.
"There are a lot of them tiny to huge, but most of them with leathery wings. Luckily I have only seen pictures in a book once." Gwenhwyfar replies.
"So someone survived them. Good outlook for us." Niamh says happily.
Tauriell takes a closer look at the ranseur. "It is a rather nice piece of work." Checking at the hand holding it and trying if it moves she finally attempts to pull it out of the hand.
"This thing is stuck really good."
But finally the marble lady's grip on the shaft gives away the weapon. Tauriell tries out the weapon on the dead maggot.
Pulling it out again and weighing it in her hand she says "Not bad. But it's more heavy than I really like. But I think it is better than your spear. What do you think?" Tauriell asks Jimmy.
"What do you mean someone survived them?" Gwenhwyfar asks.
"I think it is a bit better than my spear too. Pass it here." Jimmy says holding his hand out for it.
"Not too bad at all."
" If someone drew them into a book the someone had to see them. So he survived them or he couldn't have drawn these pictures." Niamh explains.
"There are people who don't fight them, but summon them. The book I saw was one about that. A paladin had taken it from an evil wizard." Gwenhwyfar explains. "But I hope we will face neither such a wizard nor the demons."
"So the paladin took it from the wizard and survived both. Correct?" Niamh suggests.
"He said he took it from the dead wizard. He didn't say how he died or what they fought." Gwenhwyfar replies.