We're fuckin' void pirates, bitches!

Session Date: June 14, 2024

We sailed around the void until we were suddenly free falling through Stormy-Stormland. The swamp thing rose up from the depths to welcome us. We and the mean, nasty mofo swished at each other for a while then traded some serious blows. Finally, we mulched the plant dude.

We made our way to a flooded town rife with creepy defaced toys and paintings. We chilled while Remi's cookie pals ran amok in town. Cookie bro took us on a VR tour of the town... after we snacked him. It was a real trip.

We moved on to investigating the village. At the blacksmith, Rak got fascinated by an anvil. Upon expressing his undying affection, it sucked him into a puzzle realm. He escaped after a bit, but...

We didn't wait for him, and instead wandered off to deal with the black dissociation sludge on the church altar. We dealt with it by wiping it and the church out of existence. Big boom, very explode.

We didn't find a lot else, other than references to the tentacle ordeals.

We moved on down the road, taking our table (Elite Table of Shielding +3) and deaf, table-carrying oaf (Zakm) along with us.

In the next town, Xandria noticed a phenomenon with some of the creepily silent buildings. Further investigations revealed some tentacle-infected dudes who definitely didn't intend to be chill.