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All character knowledge of Ugmug has been erased from existence by the Oracle of Time, his magic also prevents you from ever being able to directly or indirectly reference, or speak of, the encounter with Ugmug or the Oracle, or have the events forcefully extracted from your memories.


Crashing through the door into the room with Ritos, Ugmug shakes himself clean of the dust and splinters from the door. He looks at Ritos, who looks at the massive Orc with a bemused grin before he addresses the group as they enter the room. "Thank you friend, stay innocent and kind" Shadara whispers to the Orc, to which he grins a big toothy grin in response. Having said that, Shadara turns to the group "All is in order Quinten." She says, "We have wasted too much time due to my folly. I am ready, we should go."

When Shadara finishes speaking the entire group suddenly finds themselves frozen in place, unable to move a single muscle. Indeed, the entire room has frozen in place, and not a single sound can be heard. You watch as the entire room and everything within turns shades of sepia, except for yourselves, and the very space around you distorts in ways that you can perceive, but are unable to process within your understanding of reality. You somehow can see everything within the room from every angle, even yourselves. You all see Ugmug standing within the chaos, somehow completely unaffected, and unconcerned by the events that are occurring. He is not even frozen in place like everyone around you. You see him take his hammer and hold it out before him, it evaporates into a dust of light which swirls around him morphing his shabby robes he wears into something so regal as to make even a king look as a pauper. When the transformation is finished the swirling light is then guided to his head, disappearing into his forehead. When the light vanishes, the one you all know as Ugmug stands before you with poise, grace, and a look of wisdom many thousands of years in the making.

Without a word, he reaches out into one of the swirling folds of the space twisting around and pulls out a staff. Then, without so much as moving his lips, you then hear a voice that you recognize as belonging to Ugmug, but it comes from everywhere in the room, but also somehow nowhere at the same time.

Friends, I bid thee greetings. Fear not, what you see around you is only your inability to comprehend the greater dimensions of space and time. No harm will befall you in this state, for you are within my realm and under my guardianship for now, time as you know it has frozen to a standstill. You all still experience what you know to be a normal progression of time because I allow for it, however, the one you know as Ritos is frozen, you need not concern yourself with him. After I release you back to your realm he will have no memory that the one called "Ugmug" ever existed. My true name is incomprehensible to you, though you may know me as the Oracle of Time. Having said this, the Oracle waves his staff and from every individual you see glowing motes of light float gently above everyone's heads. He walks over to Ritos, and waves his staff at a few of them, causing them to turn to dust. He then performs a similar action to the motes above each of your heads, however, unlike what happened to Ritos, these motes change color and shape. Your memories of this are now protected for all eternity, no magic will discover their existence, this also will keep you from ever being able to speak of this event. Once he finishes his protection ward he addresses the group once more. As Oracle of Time, I live among the higher dimensions of space, outside the reach of mortals. What you understand to be time, I see as a great tree. The trunk of this tree are the events that you know to be the past, and the branches of this tree are all the possible events that may come to pass, extending to all eternity past, present, and future. Each decision causes these branches to strengthen, or weaken, as their likelihood changes. When they reach what you know to be the present, those events occur, and then become past history. I am here telling you this because a branch of the possible future grows ever stronger, a future that holds dire consequences if it does come to pass. This group is critical in seeing that this branch of terrible future fades to nothing, and never comes to pass. I can not tell you this future, but know that you must not allow yourselves to falter in any task if you are to succeed. Especially you, Shadara. You were the reason for my visit... I bid thee fare well.

Finished with his business, the Oracle of Time taps his staff against the floor and instantly vanishes. Everything around you immediately returns to normal, you stand exactly as you were before, Ritos is still before you grinning his malicious grin, completely unaware of what transpired or even that “Ugmug” is no longer in the room with you. You try to bring to mind what happened and speak a question but an incomprehensibly powerful magic prevents you from doing so.


Having been lead to stand in front of a window by Shadara, Ugmug looks out the window at what seemingly lies beyond. This only holds his attention for so long before he decides to sit down in the location Shadara lead him to. Once seated he rocks back and forth gently, and begins humming random notes to himself while he picks at the folds of his robe in his lap.


Ugmug continues around the room paying no mind to the group until he spots Zoey gently float back to where she was first found in the room. He finds himself amazed seeing a person behave just the same as the many objects in the room. He walks over to a couch in front of Zoey, peeking out at her from behind it, Whoaaah, floaaatyyyyy he whispers while pointing at her indicating to the group the source of his astonishment.


Ugmug startles slightly at the sight of the newcomer, he watches her for a bit as she converses with Quinten and deciding that she is neither of interest or a threat he continues wandering the room with a Hmmmmph.


Bringing the now relevant section down to the forefront
Imagine the library looking something like this

Passing through the wall you find yourself entering a room just as large as the one down the other corridor, but unlike the bare room from before this room is stacked floor to ceiling with books on shelves. Arranged along the floor are many tables, chairs, and glass displays that are full of items that all appear to be very, very old.

Many tall windows provide ample light in the room, but nothing can be seen outside them. Peering outside the windows a different scene is present in each window. One looks out across a tropical bay, while another a peaceful mountain meadow, each window another location.

Along the center of the room sit some displays full of weapons, armor, and other objects of incredible splendor. Attempting to pick up a rather magnificent looking sword you are only able to grasp it for a second before it gently slips from your grasp and floats slowly back to the stand you pulled it from, indeed, the same happens with every object picked up in the room no matter how firmly you hold it the objects picked up slip from your grasp and return to the stand.

Off in a corner of the room Ugmug can be seen in front of a large display full of vials and glass bottles of assorted shape and size each filled with some liquid. His focus comes to a rather plain looking small glass that's seemingly empty. He pulls the glass stopper from the glass allowing a tiny wisp of vapor to escape. When he does the room gently fills with a range of smells, starting with fresh peaches, to smells of fresh grass and soil, to a spring breeze, a summer rain, ending on a light floral smell that lingers in the room. Then like with the other items of the room, the stopper gently slips from his hand and floats back to the bottle.

Ugmug quietly lets out a whoahh... before he continues to slowly walk around looking at all there is to see.


Just as Ugmug is about to start his way across the room he stops dead in his tracks having found something more interesting to him. He looks around sniffing at the air as once again some smell has caught his attention and he no longer takes any interest in Shadara's game. He wanders around the room some to get a bearing on the origin of the scent before he seems to find a source. Seemingly sure of direction, Ugmug moves with purpose back the way the group came into the room back toward the cesspool. He enters the room full of filth and without missing a beat he turns and makes his way down the other corridor. Following the corridor seemingly to a dead end he begins investigating the rough cut wall sniffing at it as though the smell were coming from some crack through the wall. This continues for a minute until he comes to a spot where it is seemingly strongest and stops. Without any obvious passage Ugmug looks at the wall confused for a moment before he starts to investigate with his hand poking, prodding, pulling, and scratching for the source. Suddenly, as though responding to the intense scrutiny, the wall ripples like a pool of water disturbed by a stone and behaving as such materially allowing Ugmug's hand to fall through. This takes the Orc by surprise initially, but his curiosity and drive to find the source of the smell overcomes him and after a short bout of playing with the ripple effect his hand makes he sticks his head through the wall before slowly walking through all the way.

The rest of the group still in the corridor finds the wall to still be very much a solid rock wall on cursory examination despite Ugmug's disappearance. Looking back the way they came, the group finds that a wall has appeared behind them trapping them in the corridor, though somehow a dim light still illuminates the room. There seemingly is only one path forward, and it stands before them teasing.

Write how you pass through the magical barrier and then read this:

Imagine something like this Library
Passing through the wall you find yourself entering a room just as large as the one down the other corridor, but unlike the bare room from before this room is stacked floor to ceiling with books on shelves. Arranged along the floor are many tables, chairs, and glass displays that are full of items that all appear to be very, very old.

Many tall windows provide ample light in the room, but nothing can be seen outside them. Peering outside the windows a different scene is present in each window. One looks out across a tropical bay, while another a peaceful mountain meadow, each window another location.

Along the center of the room sit some displays full of weapons, armor, and other objects of incredible splendor. Attempting to pick up a rather magnificent looking sword you are only able to grasp it for a second before it gently slips from your grasp and floats slowly back to the stand you pulled it from, indeed, the same happens with every object picked up in the room no matter how firmly you hold it the objects picked up slip from your grasp and return to the stand.

Off in a corner of the room Ugmug can be seen in front of a large display full of vials and glass bottles of assorted shape and size each filled with some liquid. His focus comes to a rather plain looking small glass that's seemingly empty. He pulls the glass stopper from the glass allowing a tiny wisp of vapor to escape. When he does the room gently fills with a range of smells, starting with fresh peaches, to smells of fresh grass and soil, to a spring breeze, a summer rain, ending on a light floral smell that lingers in the room. Then like with the other items of the room, the stopper gently slips from his hand and floats back to the bottle.

Ugmug quietly lets out a whoahh... before he continues to slowly walk around looking at all there is to see.


Ugmug looks at Quienten as the teacher praises him for his actions killing the Otyugh. He nods his head vigorously, saying Uh-huh! uh-huh! ZAP! POW! while making the same gestures he did before flying into his bloodthirsty rage. He then looks after the teacher with curiosity as he begins to leave the room, following after he looks around wide eyed with amazement when reaching the large room. Whooooah he softly mutters as he looks around the room lavishly adorned with marble.
He finds himself back with the teacher when Graghhh comes into the room and addresses Quinten. As Graghhh goes over names he points at Quinten Kintin! when his name is brought up, when Jerram's name is mentioned Ugmug mutters Jome... to himself, and when Graghhh asks if there is a gurgle he thinks for a bit before pointing at Graghhh and says guurgle... uh-huh.


dice rolls:

Breaking grapple in round 2: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 Worth a try
attack 1: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (8) + 18 = 26 <-- Hit (vs Otyugh AC 17)
attack 1: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24 <-- Hit (vs Otyugh AC 17)
damage 1: 4d6 + 21 ⇒ (5, 3, 2, 5) + 21 = 36
damage 2: 4d6 + 21 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 3) + 21 = 32

This will post will comprise both round 2 and 3

Ugmug struggles against the grasp of the Otyugh, still attempting to swing the hammer at it as though it would shoot a deadly bolt out toward the monster gripping him. He shouts POW! several times with increasing frustration but to no avail, all while the Otyugh squeezes ever tighter digging the claws on its appendages into his flesh. Ugmug having reached the limits of his patience breaks into a fit of rage, and with a great roar that echoes through the chamber he uses his great strength to break free of the creatures grasp. He takes a big swing over his head yet again, but this time he does so stepping toward the creature with another roar of anger. His swing comes down onto the Otyugh's body with tremendous force, connecting with the sound of breaking bones and a sizzle of electricity arcing over the Monster's body. The Otyugh lets out a shrill scream of pain, but is quickly silenced when another powerful swing from Ugmug strikes it in the side sending it flying into a very dead heap on the floor.


Entering the new room, Ugmug consumes himself with sampling the surroundings of its "delicate" aromas. He continues this until Shadara gets his attention standing in front of him waving her arms. Ugmug looks at Shadara with an innocent curiosity on his face as she walks his focus back toward the entrance. He slowly breaks into a grin as she mimes toward him, quietly and almost questioningly utters Gaaammmmmeeeee... When he sees her vanish a look of child like shock runs across his face, quickly replaced by excitement at Shadara's game of hide and seek. OOH, OOH, GAME, AAHYAY he squeals in delight. Though unable to see her, Ugmug with his powerful sense of smell starts to ferret out her whereabouts. He hunts around a bit sniffing and snorting, he follows her trail until he is right in front of her and just as he is about to reach out and tag her the pool of filth in the center of the room explodes into two balls of angry tentacles. One of the two hideous creatures reaches out to grab him with its tentacles. It is only able to momentarily grab hold with its spined appendage before it receives a jolt from Ugmug's hammer as he accidentally brings it in contact as he twists to get away from the horrid creature. A loud *POP* echoes in the room with a bright flash from the arcing electricity, causing the Otyugh to let go. Now free to move about Ugmug backs away a bit not quite sure yet of what to make of the situation, he sets those concerns aside in his head after only a moment as irritation over his interrupted playtime now dominates his feelings. RAAAAAGGHHHH Ugmug yells out in anger at the two creatures. He takes a few steps back to get out of reach of the monsters in front of him and with a big windup over his head he points the hammer at one of the creatures and shouts POW! Nothing happens...

init:
1d20 ⇒ 13


Dice rolls:

Climb: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Ugmug, too busy trying to stop the torrent of goo fails to see the newly opened hole in the floor, though he takes immediate notice of the smell. What a smelly smell it was, full of interesting aromas. He forgets about the torrent of goo, and doesn't seem to mind the progressing warmth, he's too focused on finding the source of the smell. He moves toward the bowl of the emptied pool, having determined the smell is coming from that direction and jumps a little bit in surprise to see Quienten disappear down into the black. He rushes over to the hole, and realizing that it is the source, he jumps in almost immediately after the teacher... Though dumb as a sack of hammers, Ugmug was also once a child like so many other people, and like many children spent many days climbing on anything and everything he could reach. He grabs the rope on his way down, and uses his other arm as well as his legs to slow his descent down fortunately at a rate slower than the teacher ahead of him. He does, however, land very soon after Quinten and gives him another jolt as Ugmug bumps into him on landing. Once on the ground, Ugmug wanders around with a snuff, snuff, snuffling as he slowly works his way down the hallway to get closer to the source of the smell.


With the actions of the group setting off yet another trap, Ugmug is distracted from his trinket by drops of goo spattering on his face. He waves his hands around trying to stop the downpour but it does not avail. Ugggghhhh... ucky yuck you hear him say. In his flailing he forgets about the marble and soon loses it from his grasp and sends it flying back toward the pool. It arcs into the bowl and with a tap, tap, tap, it bounces its way around. With another tap, it goes nearly straight up into the air, and down into the center of the bowl. It lands this time not with another tap, but with a sharp ting! ringing clearly through the small room. You look for the source of the sound, perhaps expecting to see it had hit the chain, but from where you see the marble's likely impact point it most certainly could not have been the chain. With your eye now drawn to that area, you are now able to see a small spot that looks just ever so slightly different in appearance than the rest of the pool.


Ugmug, distracted by the pretty paintings on the wall almost doesn't notice Shadara speaking to him. He turns to look at her, though casual observation shows he doesn't seem to comprehend what she is asking. For a moment though he seems to concentrate intently and moves his mouth to form words, but the task proves to great and the only sound that comes out of his mouth is a grunt. He does however see Shadara pointing into the pool toward something at the bottom, which is simple enough for him to comprehend so he looks in the direction she points toward the bottom of the pool. He looks down in at the bottom and something catches his eye! Excitedly, he jumps down into the basin of the pool and hurries to the bottom. Stooping down he goes to pick up the object that caught his attention. Before he can pick up what he is reaching for, you all hear a mechanical click and a small door open above the pool. From the small door falls a large snake, which immediately starts searching around in anger as it hits the ground. The snake focuses its attention on Ugmug and hisses loudly toward the Orc. Ugmug, either unafraid, or unaware of the danger before him looks at the snake without any visible concern. "Phfehbhhmmm" is all he gives in acknowledgement to the threat. Without so much as a second thought he walks toward the snake, poking the haft of his large hammer towards its head. The snake, distracted by the haft, strikes at it thinking it is a threat. This gives Ugmug just enough time to grab its tail and pick the snake up into the air and whip it like a towel, breaking the snakes neck. He holds it up high and looks at the motionless creature, and seeing blood streaming out of its mouth he drops it to the ground. Now without the snake to distract him, he returns to the bottom of the pool and grabs the object that caught his attention. He jumps out of the pool and walks up to Shadara with his hand extended like a child showing its mother a fascinating discovery. In his hand, you see a marble.


In the alleyway with Graghhh
Stumbling and bleeding from a devastating knife strike you are unaware of two large humans who set upon you, grabbing you by one arm each and dragging you further into the alleyway. They come to a ragged looking door and carrying you through they are met by a particularly short, and ugly halfling who stops in front of them with a commanding gaze. The two large men look at the halfling and without query state dissun was muckin a muss ouside wit wun-o-ours, takin ‘im to see da boss.
The halfling simply nods and gestures off down the hallway and motions a few other large men toward the entrance. The two men carrying you then proceed down a series of hallways until they bring you into a large balcony behind a group of people apparently addressing a man on the other side of the chamber wearing clothing extravagant enough that you surmise that this must be the boss. They toss you to the floor in between the group before you and start to address the man on the other side but they are very quickly unable to be heard over the loud shouting of an excited Orc…

While Graghhh is yet still in the alley
Ritos continues his response to Jerram. Our wizard he says in a tone laced with sarcasm does not possess the wit or cunning to carry out anything but a direct order, if I wanted him to kill you I would have to order him to do so in so exact a phrase… He is too simple minded to do anything but obey my commands, and only my commands so don’t think you may use his lack of intellectual fortitude against me.

Jerram:
You believe his answer, and the Orc gives no indication that it is trying to deceive you. You honestly believe the Orc to be as stupid as it appears.

UGMUG! Great wizard! You will accompany our guests to the maze, stay with them until they complete the maze, or die.
Ugmug, on hearing his name called, seemingly forgets that he was trying to “hide” and drops his hands to his sides and looks intently at Ritos. A line of drool falls from his mouth and his eyes glaze over as the hamster wheel in his head works overtime to try and process the information he has been presented. Huuuggghhh? is his response to the order. Playtime! Ugmug! Play... Time, new friends. he says in long drawn out syllables to the Orc. A flash of realization washes over the face of the Orc and his blank gaze turns into pure joy, followed by howls of excitement. PAYTIME! PAYTIME! YAY! YAAAY!
It’s at this moment, that a two men enter behind you carrying a gaunt, dark skinned figure by each arm and toss him in your midst, they begin to try to address Ritos, but Ugmug’s excitement is all that you can hear in the chamber. Ugmug, now babbling unintelligibly and running in circles, finally finds focus and rushes towards the group. With each arm, he scoops up Shadara, and Graghhh over his shoulders with surprising dexterity and colossal strength. He then runs with both his captives toward another passageway off to the side and before entering turns to the rest of you and shouts some unintelligible mishmash of words, but you’re sure that he means you to follow. Ugmug, very quickly, leads you all down a series of stairs and a number of turns before stopping at a large door guarded by two men. Dropping both Shadara and Graghhh to the ground, he dances in place and gestures with excitement at the door OPEN! PAYTIME! YAAAAY! PAYTIME OPEEEEN
One of the guards looks at Graghhh and then to Ugmug, Dat one’s ta go to boss Ugmug. Ugmug just grunts impatiently and gestures towards the door again.
Take dark skin to boss Says the guard with irritation in his voice.
Not having his way, Ugmug scowls at the guard and starts waving his hammer in the guards face muttering seeepytiiiime. When the other guard sees the Orc begin this odd move you all can clearly see him go wide eyed and the color drain from his face. His partner, however, loses his temper. Git dat hammer out-o-my face ya moss-brained meat lump, yerr no wizard! Yerr jest a mush-brained Orc! Now Ugmug, seeing his actions having no affect, and also being actively insulted starts growling in anger. With a roar he swings his hammer at the head of the guard in front of him shouting SEEEPYTIIIIME. The hammer impacts with a wet crack, caving in the head of the guard who slumps to the ground very dead. Ugmug then turns his angry gaze to the other guard and begins muttering seepytime while waving the hammer once again. Seeing the Orc turn his attention towards him, the guard wets himself in wide eyed terror and scrambles at the door latch to open it. As he works the latch he falls back into the door using his body weight to push it open on his way to the floor all while squeezing his eyes shut and making fake snoring sounds, fooling only Ugmug. With his objective completed, Ugmug points into the maze entrance and looks at you all letting loose a squeal of delight.


As you exit the hallway onto the balcony you see off to your left a truly massive Orc standing against the wall, who you can very easily determine is staring blankly into nothing. A spot of drool run down his face onto his robes... Dumbfounded by the dumb you've found it takes a second glance to reveal that, yes, this Orc is wearing a wizards robe complete with a wizards hat on his head complete with the whole outfit being complete with crudely painted stars and what look like holy symbols, or maybe just dripping paint you are not sure which. In one hand, held like a walking staff, he holds a very large hammer complete with its own set of crudely painted figures.

It seemingly takes ages, but the Orc does finally notice your presence after he found an interesting new scent in the air. When he lays eyes on you he looks for a second before you see the realization cross his face with a gasp that you are new. He fumbles a bit before bringing his hands up to cover his eyes, and in doing so bumps his face with the haft of his weapon which continues its arc smashing into the wall with a thud.

Ritos, who's attention having shifted away from you to the Orc snaps in irritation. UGMUG! Be careful with that... Wizards staff... he says with carefully measured words after regaining composure. That would be Ugmug, though you may not be able to see him now... he is a mighty "wizard". The Orc, giggles a bit and mutters to himself Ivissble... Ritos, continues you best play along, obviously he is not what his visage would so poorly suggest, if you don't play along with his feeble minded antics he will turn you to a paste in a real hurry.

Ugmug, peeking out under his hands at you, realizes you are looking his way again and quickly covers his eyes with another giggle.