Neverhome looks confused before realization hits and he nods. "Da, we best go introduce ourselves to dearest Dyadya." he said, curious what a son of Dearest Grandmother was like. Hopefully nothing like her Daughters.
So. Does anyone have a preferred door or should I pick one at random?
"Nope. Just pick one, Gorgeous."
"Da."
Percy points at the door. Let's see where we are!
Neverhome opens the pointed at door and steps outside.
"This should be interesting." Sigrun says leading the way.
Gingerbread and candy form the walls of this chamber. It features furniture of stick candy, a large ribbon candy cabinet, curtains of licorice, and a cupcake table, all illuminated by distorted amber light streaming in from windows of glazed sugar brittle. Outside, you see a bright sunny morning in a flower-strewn field. As in the previous room, there's an oversized fireplace in one wall, and a ladder (made of licorice) leading to a trapdoor above you. The candy cabinet also appears to open and seems large enough to fit everyone.
"Sweets... wait." Neverhome mutters when he at first sees all the confectionary. He then starts to sniff the air and look around. "Nyet right... nyet sweets... maggots... nyet eat! Nyet!"
"I haven't had second breakfast yet.." Hobbes states before stuffing his face.
Hila joins in with the stuffing of faces.
"Ugh...that's a pretty twisted trap." Sigrun says in disgust, seeing through the enchanted filth almost immediately.
He wasnt sure he would like candy.. after all it smelled strange. But it did look good. After a moment despite what Sigrun and Neverhome said he began to eat a table.
Percy is already chowing down when Neverhome calls out. She attempted to spit tree crap out, but it's to late. She looks a bit woozy. Uhhhgh. Not good. I mean, delicious, but uggghhh my stomach...
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"I think we've found the 'gingerbread house.'" Sigrun says, concerned about their friends.
Neverhome throws his hands up and sighs. "What did I just say?", turning to Sigrun he nods and adds "I now have even more reasons to dislike sweet things."
With a moan and a tiny whimper Percy falls forward face first.
Neverhome sighs before he reaches down to pick up Percy, using a finger he gently pats the tiny (or diminutive) Gnome's head. "She better nyet die from fake sweets."
Sigrun looks around for the person, probably a witch of some sort, responsible for this.
Your sleep is plagued with terrible nightmares about being trapped inside a mirror. There's a trio of fey stuck there with you, but nobody's able to figure out how to escape.
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Loot
The only thing inedible in this room is a large cauldron of plenty.
Hobbes barely keeps himself from throwing up after he finishes gorging. "Oof. You alright, Gorgeous?"
"I... think she is just sleeping now." Neverhome says as he hands the tiny fey to the ranger. Looking about the disturbing room and scratching his head he then moves over and tries to open the cabinet.
Percy stirs, but fails to wake. Her sleep is fitful and her flames spark and sputter when she mumbles.
He would question Percy's health as well... were he not making the most horrible noise and racket gagging and wretching once the grossness of the place was revealed. It was like a hairball... but worse.
Inside the candy cabinet, you find a dark, 5ft square tunnel lined with burned and broken children's skulls. At the other side, you emerge from a large hearth. Here, bright sunlight filtered by a forest canopy streams into this derelict cottage room from a single large window. Trees jut up from the dirt floor, bursting through the thatch ceiling above, and dead leaves cover a rusted iron stove and an old straw mattress. To the east, you see a rotten doorframe overgrown with thick vines that block passage to the forest beyond. Outside the window, you see a trio of fey staring worriedly at a large spidery figure creeping toward the cottage from deep within the forest.
Gritting his teeth while surrounded by the skulls of children, and being reminded of a certain temple, Neverhome was already on edge when he emerged into the other room. Seeing the spider monster heading for the fey he immediately moves up to smash the window with his sword to go outside to help them.
The skulls of children had Sigrun on the verge of rage already. As Lyosha moves to smash the window, she draws her hammer, ready to smash the daemon.
The window shatters, releasing a trio of fey ... and a Large spider daemon.
For a brief moment, you're in the First World, staring at Imbrex' behemoth forms. Then you're lying in a forest, covered in spiders. Nearby, you see a trio of fey. Each of them has a splintered eye, just like you.
Immediately, the room fills with thousands upon thousands of spiders.
Your Turns
As the explosion of the shattered window plunges the room into utter chaos, Sigrun embraces her rage, the thousands of spiders crawling over her body all but ignored, their fangs unable to penetrate her nigh impervious skin. Directing her icy cold fury at the spider daemon, she begins her assault, deathly silent, mouth closed against the invasive arachnids.
"Get these things off me!" Hobbes moves away from the swarm and takes aim at the large spider.
Hila waits until the group is out of the swarm and will breath pure cold!
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Having this amount of tiny verminous creatures around, and for that matter, on him, was a new experience for Neverhome.
He didn't care for it.
Hacking up his spittle ignited into green bale flames as he jerked his head across the floor towards the large spider monster.
Your attacks were partially mitigated by the daemon's thick carapace, but you still dealt some damage. As Neverhome's quick to find out, though, it appears to be immune to acid. On a positive note, the swarms are gone. The daemon retaliates with a frenzy of claw slashes.
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Percy looks disgusted and casts an altered form of a curse spell. The faster this thing falls the better.
Now that he was no longer covered in gross disguting spiders he moved forward to retaliate.
Hobbes moves away from the daemon as he draws his bow.
He fires once at the demon.
Hila takes the hit in stride as she bites back!
Shifting as her companions surround the demonic insect, Sigrun hammers away at the fiend as if trying to level a mountain.
Neverhome joins in the others of hacking at the beast.
Neverhome joins in the others of hacking at the beast.
With a carapace suddenly turned to marshmallow, the daemon is significantly easier to hurt. It takes multiple heavy hits before Neverhome lops its head off.
Loot
Stuffed inside this room's stove is a tan bag of tricks.
Among the friendlies just rescued is an odd fae. She looks like a gnome grew vine-like butterfly wings and barky hair. She's no taller than Percy is (normally) and looks at youall with hesitation, like she's ready for the fight to start again vs the New People.