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<font color=00008B>In the jungles south of Trinsic we gathered together for the next Tour of Dungeons with our guide leaders, Sir Galahad and Lord Gama along with their assistants; Cymoril, Maggie and Vyrquenox. Tonight we were to explore the *HOT* Dungeon of the Lost Lands which would lead us to Delucia.
With supplies and good spirits we entered the dark cave located at the southern end of a small rocky hill…
The sounds of snakes and rats surrounded us, but the tour group bravely forged ahead as though we were a unified army ready for battle...
We passed by holes from which poisonous gas leaked...
we were blocked by glowing pits of lava **which I really, really liked** ...
and we tread softly through narrow winding caves…
all while fighting off the strong willed creatures ….
As the sound of clashing weapons and whistling arrows was heard from afar we ventured ahead … as we faced a new horror…
a large camp post encircled by a disgusting odor and foul creatures. It was an orc fort!
Together the brave group eliminated some of the undead neighbors, and savages...
but for every orc sent to the bottomless perdition, another two appeared …
After taking a few snapshots, and Lord Galahad galantly announcing that we had taken over the fort...
we decided to leave the evil location.
Then we heard moaning and howling voices surrounding us,
as we entered the City of the Dead.
We were paying close attention to the gravestones and crypts...
noticing ghouls, skeletons or even liches rising out of the ground…
all moving treacherously towards the tour group.
Whoosh, an arrow whistled by my head which sent an undead to from where he had come from.
We moved with extreme caution through the City of the Dead…
and took fast snapshots to share with each other and serve as a memento of our travels…
The we started traveling back from where we had arrived ....
and suddenly the light of day blinded our eyes...
the city of Delucia welcomed us with its strange straw huts and stone buildings…
The *TOD* group lingered awhile reminiscing about our HOT and HEAVY fantastic adventure…
before expressing our thank yous and wishing our good eves to everyone 'til we meet again.
With supplies and good spirits we entered the dark cave located at the southern end of a small rocky hill…
The sounds of snakes and rats surrounded us, but the tour group bravely forged ahead as though we were a unified army ready for battle...
We passed by holes from which poisonous gas leaked...
we were blocked by glowing pits of lava **which I really, really liked** ...
and we tread softly through narrow winding caves…
all while fighting off the strong willed creatures ….
As the sound of clashing weapons and whistling arrows was heard from afar we ventured ahead … as we faced a new horror…
a large camp post encircled by a disgusting odor and foul creatures. It was an orc fort!
Together the brave group eliminated some of the undead neighbors, and savages...
but for every orc sent to the bottomless perdition, another two appeared …
After taking a few snapshots, and Lord Galahad galantly announcing that we had taken over the fort...
we decided to leave the evil location.
Then we heard moaning and howling voices surrounding us,
as we entered the City of the Dead.
We were paying close attention to the gravestones and crypts...
noticing ghouls, skeletons or even liches rising out of the ground…
all moving treacherously towards the tour group.
Whoosh, an arrow whistled by my head which sent an undead to from where he had come from.
We moved with extreme caution through the City of the Dead…
and took fast snapshots to share with each other and serve as a memento of our travels…
The we started traveling back from where we had arrived ....
and suddenly the light of day blinded our eyes...
the city of Delucia welcomed us with its strange straw huts and stone buildings…
The *TOD* group lingered awhile reminiscing about our HOT and HEAVY fantastic adventure…
before expressing our thank yous and wishing our good eves to everyone 'til we meet again.