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&lt;p>&lt;em>Hey, Peanuthead!&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>What&amp;rsquo;s that?&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>Hey, pesnuthead! C&amp;rsquo;mere!&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It&amp;rsquo;s like my daddy&amp;rsquo;s voice when he dreams of torturing the souls I eat for him. Except&amp;hellip;&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>No, this way!&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&amp;ldquo;Can the rest of you hear that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Apparently they can. This is new. Also, my demonic daddy never called me peanuthead.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>We decided to investigate. I sent my second son &amp;ndash; or was it third? anyways &amp;ndash; ahead to scout and he promptly got lost. Eventually we found a strange set of giant doors, so I resummoned the imp while we figured out how to open them. After about half an hour, I decided to try pulling on the handle on one side, and it rotated in a wide circle. We were inside. And the strange voice kept yelling about peanuts and not answering my questions.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 14</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-14/</link><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2022 00:20:28 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-14/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>I didn&amp;rsquo;t even get the chance to introduce my son around before we were attacked by four more huge spiders. The goblins promptly fled, leaving us to face them alone. Soggy was drugged out of his mind and did nothing useful. Creg was awake but spent more time wrapped up in webs than casting spells. Faolain was barely managing to keep us alive and Prim was the only star of the fight, killing all four of the spiders herself, though I made large contributions by hurting two of them very badly. My son ran around trying to free people from webbing and did nothing useful. Then he got killed. I had to get pregnant in a hurry. It was embarassingly slutty.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 13</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-13/</link><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2022 02:41:20 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-13/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We fought the &amp;ldquo;puppies&amp;rdquo;, which turned out to be gnolls. They mentioned Yeegnohu before they died. I ate one of their souls, but still felt unsatisfied. Empty. I was craving&amp;hellip; something. Pickles? Ice cream?&lt;/p>
&lt;p>After a short rest we resumed our journey, and eventually reached a large cavern filled with webs. Two goblins met us at the entrance, Spiderbait and Yum-Yum. Whoever named them had a truly morbid sense of humor, but they didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to care, merrily using some sort of special grease to surf the webbing around the cave. They told us their might be spiders. We all rolled our eyes. Of course there are spiders, look at the webs. But then they offered to guide us past the spiders in return for a red bloodstone we found on the gnolls.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 12</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-12/</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2022 11:23:43 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-12/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>The guards escorted us out of the city, actually putting us out in front of a group of drow. Drow who happened to be looking for us. Well, me. And Creg, I guess. Of course I had already put them out of mind, and they attacked us immediately after leaving the city. In sight of the guards at the gate, even. We killed them, of course. I killed four myself! The rest only managed to kill one. The other one they let live, after telling him where the bodies of my ex-slave-friends were in the hopes he could convince the other drow we were all dead and he was just short two bodies. I&amp;rsquo;m not sure that was wise, but what do I know?&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 11</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-11/</link><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2022 19:59:47 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-11/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We didn&amp;rsquo;t really remember the questions we were supposed to ask the derro Drogi. Well, I mean, mostly I didn&amp;rsquo;t, because I&amp;rsquo;m not used to handling that stuff. The boss told me to go find Drogi, I found Drogi. Creg remembered a little. Mostly I remembered that the dragon, the dragon priests, and the guard captain all wanted Drogi, but for different reasons. The rest of the group really had no idea of any of this, but they wanted out of the city and out of the underdark, so they were following my lead. Which is weird, and I&amp;rsquo;m not used to it.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 10</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-10/</link><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2022 01:56:00 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-10/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>I woke up 15 minutes later inside a bloody cave bear&amp;rsquo;s guts. No one found me so it all went according to plan.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>So all of my friends&amp;hellip; well they weren&amp;rsquo;t really friends&amp;hellip; are dead. I can say that now that they are dead, right? They were useful, and now they are not useful. Well, not completely useless yet; let me go check their bodies for useful stuff. Back in 5 minutes.&lt;/p></description><media:content xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-10/thumbnail.webp"/></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 9</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-9/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2022 20:09:38 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-9/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>So the dragon gave us 31gp (each) for the dragon egg. Damned stingy dragon.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>We explored further in the underground complex after delivering the egg. I volunteered to take a mushroom and explore the small tunnels, since I can actually hide, unlike Alia.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I found zombies, watched over by a humanoid figure of some kind from the top of a cliff. Alia and Thea went after the watching figure, leaving the zombies to Craig, K-9, and my small but still incredibly potent eldritch self. We made short work of the zombies after a tense moment when K9 got himself surrounded. But he should get used to it. It&amp;rsquo;s his role, to be loud, obvious, and attention-getting. Not at all like my subtle, shadowy, seductively charming role as party leader, rogue extraordinaire, and sex object to the ladies.&lt;/p></description><media:content xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-9/thumbnail.webp"/></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 8</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-8/</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2022 08:09:09 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-8/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We wondered around the caverns below the Derro section of the city until we found a large cavern with two multi-tiered mesas. One held a large red egg, which I immediately assumed to be a red dragon egg given my recent memorable encounter (thankfully, not a CLOSE encounter) with one. The other held a derro woman conducting some kind of ritual. She appeared to &amp;ldquo;summon&amp;rdquo; a shiny object of some kind, reacted joyfully, and made notes in a book.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 7</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-7/</link><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2022 07:59:19 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-7/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We went poking around the section of the city where the derro are supposed to stay, and where our particular derro might have a home or someplace we could find him or at least we could wander around hoping to see him by chance, which is what we ended up doing after paying street urchins to look for our derro while they urched. Some of them had seen him, but not recently, or at least that&amp;rsquo;s what they told us. It&amp;rsquo;s what I would tell a bunch of strangers spreading money around looking for a neighbor, so it&amp;rsquo;s not unexpected. We went all the way to fhe far end of the main street &amp;ndash; conveniently, only one street in derro slums &amp;ndash; and turned around to come back. On the way back we noticed a cave entrance hidden off to one side, and because we were bored, decided to explore it. It had some water, a couple side caves we are definitely too big to explore, and another side cave filled with strange bones arranged in ritual patterns and one of our fellow former prisoners who wanted us to worship him? Weird. We killed him instead. No regrets.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 6</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-6/</link><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2022 04:21:34 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-6/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>In Grindlebuck we bought some clothes (and I bought a glaive) and were promptly attacked by a stone giant with two heads who didn&amp;rsquo;t enjoy our fashion sense. We hurt him badly, particularly Alia, who seems quite effective with a bow. I&amp;rsquo;ll have to make sure to steal her bowstring before trying to steal a kiss. But the fight attracted attention from the guards, who subdued the giant while we returned to our inn. Where the guards were waiting to arrest us for drawing weapons in the streets or some such stupidity. I was the only one smart enough to hide and pretend not to know any of them, but I did follow after the guards left, so that I could meet up with them when they got out of prison, or maybe until I got bored and left. If there was a public execution maybe I could stage a rescue. Or wave at them and disappear into the crowd if there were too many guards. Come to think of it this is a dwarven city. I&amp;rsquo;m taller than all of these dwarven fucks. Hiding in crowds will be a problem. Maybe if I shave one and crouch?&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 5</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-5/</link><pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2022 22:41:33 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-5/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We finally got to Grindlebuck or whereever we were going, a city filled with dwarves, which is only marginally better than a city filled with fish that got ate by a demon. The first thing we saw was someone get murdered, so of course Alia took their purse. He had only 17gp so he certainly wasn&amp;rsquo;t killed because he was rich.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 4</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-4/</link><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2022 04:41:11 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-4/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>I hate the underdark.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>We fought stirges, mermen, a water weird and it&amp;rsquo;s pet soggy mummy, and something else that I can&amp;rsquo;t even remember on our way between two cities that I definitely can&amp;rsquo;t pronounce. At least the mummy had treasure, even if the tapestries were waterlogged and probably now worthless. Do people mummify their ancestors, stuff treasure into their sarcophagi, and drop them down wells? Is that a thing?&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 3</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-3/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2021 14:21:04 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-3/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>We made our way, with much starvation and thirst, to the underground city of Sloobubaloodoop or something like that. It was on the edge of an underground lake complex which we later learned was filled with fish very eager to eat or be eaten. However, our welcome to the city itself was somewhat lacking. First we met a group of fish people who wanted to sacrifice us to their father-god of fish. Then we met a second group of fish people who killed the first group. They worshipped the mother-god of fish and wanted to pretend to offer us as sacrifices to the father-god of fish as a sort of peace offering. We were supposed to start a fight when the father-followers tried to sacrifice us, so the mother-followers could kill them all. That&amp;hellip; didn&amp;rsquo;t go as planned. But we got a chance to rest, some food, and slightly improved gear. A longsword and shield for me.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 2</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-2/</link><pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2021 00:10:30 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-2/</guid><description>&lt;h2 class="relative group">Alamar
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&lt;p>We wandered in the caverns for days, trying to find out way to the Dark Lake. Our fishy guide didn&amp;rsquo;t seem to know the way very well. And there was no food, no water. I was very hungry! Not something I am used to, normally it is the best of food and drink for the great Alamar. Fine wines and fine dining lead to fine ladies smiling!&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Out of the Abyss -- Session 1</title><link>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-1/</link><pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2021 01:11:58 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-1/</guid><description>&lt;div class="lightbox-gallery" style="">
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&lt;p>Hey, baby! You wouldn&amp;rsquo;t believe what just happened to me! I was Having a little bit of lovin&amp;rsquo; n&amp;rsquo; canoodlin&amp;rsquo; with the mayor&amp;rsquo;s favorite daughter up in the hayloft over the stables behind the inn, y&amp;rsquo;know the place, when there was all sorts of ruckus and such! Well never fear I made some ruckus myself, made the girl scream and say my name .. because they always do! But then I stuck my head out of the window and the whole place was filled with elves! Not your normal elves though, these are dark elves, black skin and white hair. It&amp;rsquo;s a bold color choice, all winter and chilly! I&amp;rsquo;m much more of a warm, red blooded type, y&amp;rsquo;know?&lt;/p></description><media:content xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://oldschoolgamers.org/outoftheabyss/sessions/session-1/thumbnail.webp"/></item></channel></rss>