Stokely missed a session. So we were updating her:
They want to see the Pale King because they want to collect their reward for rescuing the Sleeper ("that mouse"). The Sleeper himself was not forthcoming with loot.
|The Pale King|
It went like this:
A month ago they get into the dungeon, find a bunch of bottles with messages floating in them in a pool. One (the ranger could tell) was written by a mouse. It wanted to be rescued.
So then they spend like hours and hours and session and sessions roaming the dungeon...
…fighting demons and vampires and giant rooks, Mandy loses all her stuff, people almost die 2 or 3 time, Stokely loses 2 levels, Halloween comes and goes...
|Yeah, I know, Tuxedo Mask sucks, but what am I supposed to do?|
|…be all "Yeah, you guys can all go out as Sailor Scouts and I'll just stay home"?|
...and then after like 5 sessions, they find the mouse, thanks to the druid's owl.
|Chewie played the owl. Owls are good at finding mice.|
After all that shit, the party's expecting the mouse to give them a reward. Because, y'know, a writing mouse: it's probably rich, right?
And, frankly, the DM is expecting the mouse to give them a reward.
But then Mariah the cleric had found this teacup, so she's all "Tell the mouse we have a teacup it can rest in".
"The mouse comes out, crawls into the teacup…and disappears"
Y'know how sometimes you get to show your players your notes to prove you didn't just make up a gotcha because you're horrible?
Well I got to do that with my new book for the very first time...
Then I kind of just couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes because: seriously.
So Mariah turned her attention to other things, like the manticore Joey Vs Skin had drugged in other room that was paddling in circles thinking it was a manta ray after rolling a 1 to save vs hallucinogen.
Mariah found this obscurely charming even though manticores are jerks.
All this interspecies romance got everybody talking about rolling on the carousing table.
Stokes' witch problem turned into a whole elaborate plot thread--Mandy dealt with her unexpected morning after a lot more efficiently:
Then they fell in a river and fought some dragonfish. But that's life.
No more cute stuff for like a year after this. It's all claws made from the dreams of dead men after this.