Well after nearly dying when the floor collapsed in a large trap, sadly my companion Okira did die, I awoke some mornings later, still in the dungeon, to an argument about non-dwarfs lacking shadows and cursed gold coins. I was in the empty room just below the former bottom of the pit below Gnarles Barkley, I didn’t recognize a slim elf. Someone, I don’t remember who went too climb up the rope ladder and I asked her to bring me a sandwich, but she must not have heard me because the only thing that came down were some torches and pitchforks. I made do with trail rations, and picked up four pitchforks. My companions told me that I had been out for a couple of days, and that Charles D. Ward had been looking after me, but that they had brought me down into the dungeon to keep me safe, it was unclear from what exactly. But there was mention of some “men in black robes” topside and a 24 hour ultimatum.
Charles D. Ward pitched down the 300 ft. rope ladder and we tied it to the ring in the “pit of the winds” room. It did not reach the bottom. As we passed through, I was surprised to see the statues back in the “chest room”. Then they told me more about the three cursed coins and sure enough they were back in their original room when we sought them out. Someone discovered a secret passage leading off of the left wall of the “chest room” which lead to a room with writhing chains with hooks hung from the ceiling. My plan is to reach into the room with a pitchfork keeping well back from the end of the nearest chain.
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