Immersive Ink

Remembering the weird spidergoat that liked to drop down on hobbets from above, Dougal keeps this sword pointed up in the air until his eyes fully adjust and he can see his surroundings a bit better.

Dame Simonetta is eager to investigate Ursa's research area, and keeps moving forward doggedly. She does, however, pause at the entrance to the larger area to look and listen for any movement.

Willie remembers the attack that took place just as they crawled out of the tunnel into the larger cave.

"Wait!" he whispers as they reach that point. "Let's all pause here till our eyes adjust, and peek out to make sure nothing's waiting on the wall & ceiling outside the tunnel."

Kiplyn draws his dagger and waits.......

Elsewhere in the Space-Time Continuum

At the head of the table sits a balding middle-aged human in a sweat-stained hoodie. Books, maps, and papers are spread out on the table in front of him, but a cardboard screen blocks them from being seen by the other humans at the table. The human reaches into his velveteen dice bag to retrieve his most precious possession: A crimson red d6, with numbers instead of pips. The numerals were once filled in with crayon wax, which has mostly worn away over time. He blows on the die for good luck, shakes it in his cupped hands, and lets it clatter onto the tabletop.

"Dammit! Rolled a 4!" The sadistic human grunts in disappointment and slides a miniature spidergoat figurine back into its box.

The other humans breathe a collective sigh of relief.

Meanwhile in Hobbitopia...

Turn 4

Our Hobbet Heroes pause at the mouth of the tunnel to scan for danger. It takes a minute for their eyes to adjust to the strange phosphorescent light that bathes the cavern. The brightness is comparable to being under the Milky Way on a moonless night. The light is not cast by any one specific type of creature, but an entire ecosystem of glow worms, lightning bugs, glitter newts, sparkle moths, laser fleas, and neon spores. Some of the organisms appear as no more than dust motes, twinkling like tiny stars. A gentle, damp breeze moves through the cavern, causing the plankton in the air to move in luminescent ripples. There is a slow and steady dripping of water from the ceiling, creating turbulent trails of light as the drops fall through clouds of star gnats and gleaming midges.

The party is at the southern edge of an irregular natural cavern measuring roughly 40'x60'. The only visible exit, to the northwest, leads to a deep chasm in the earth. The cavern has a high ceiling that is pockmarked with all sorts of interesting cracks and crevices.

The dominant feature of this area is a grove of giant cave puffballs swelling up to 5' in diameter. The spherical fungi are packed tightly together like a flock of sheep. Apart from the puffballs and the harmless cave creatures, all appears to be quiet. The Hobbets do not sense any threats.

Ursa's rope threads between the puffballs, making a taut beeline in the direction of the Grand Chasm. The Hobbet Heroes grab hold of the rope and continue on their way, in search of answers and adventure.

OOC: I'll post a map tomorrow... the "good" computer is tied up rendering something right now. Here's a glow worm for you; visualize this times a million.

Wilbur goggles at the sights. Not only has he never seen such a thing, he's never even dreamed about such a thing!

Kiplyn stops holding his breath and takes a look around. "Now what? I guess we need to find her campsite, but carefully"