I recently played a game of LOTFP with my datemate, Loki (E/Im/Is
pronouns), using one of my 30 minute dungeons.
E played the
specialist of unknown name, accompanied by 2 dogs and a mule, also
similarly nameless. The unknown specialist learned of a series of
tunnels underneath the tower ruins in the woods, and, being
penniless, decided to investigate. E descended into the dungeon,
opening a secret passage marked by a red stone, and went into the
darkness. E found the corpse of a large spider, but didn’t
investigate, instead opening one of the nearby doors, revealing a
nest of giant rats, along with a glimmer of gold. The specialist
quickly shut the door, blocking it with a piece of fallen stone.
However, after recalling the glint of gold, e carefully and quietly
opened the door, before throwing a rock as a distraction. This gave
the thief ample time to sneak into the nest to retrieve a golden
scepter and a crown. However, when sneaking back out, e was noticed
by one of the large rats. However, before the vermin could alert its
fellows, e lobbed a rock at it, killing the beast.
The unknown rogue
then continued to investigate, finding a corridor with some empty
barrels, along with an empty room with an oddly elaborate tiled
floor. Looking carefully at the tiles, the specialist realized part
of the floor didn’t match the rest of the pattern, and threw a rock
at it. This caused some poison gas to leak out from hidden pipes, and
the specialist quickly closed the door, waiting for the gas to
disperse.
When e entered the
room again, the gas was gone, leaving a viscous residue on the walls.
The thief continued forward, opening the door at the far end of the
room to find a group of 4 warlike and brutal orcs, roasting a deer on
a spit.
The specialist
retreated back to the corridor with the barrels, sending is mule off
to the entrance of the dungeon, and instructing one of is dogs to
bark loudly while hiding the other in a barrel with im.
3 of the 4 orcs
rushed to investigate, but the dog had already hidden. They continued
to search, moving into the rat room. While they were gone, the
specialist moved to the room with the deer, in search of treasure.
The lone orc left
behind was scrawny, and evidently hungry. The specialist scraped some
of the residue on to is arrow, and fired a shot at the beast-man. The
arrow missed, instead impaling the roast deer. The orc noticed the
arrow, and moved towards the specialist, who began to rapidly shoot
arrows in panic. The orc swung its cobbled together sword, getting it
stuck in the door. Finally, the specialist stabbed the monster in
the throat, killing it. However, the orc’s death rattle attracted
its fellows. Finishing is plan, the specialist quickly covered the
roasting deer with more poison residue, before hiding in a nearby
sack.
2 orcs (the third
died to the rats) arrived in the room, one carrying a dead rat by the
tail. One was concerned with its comrade’s sudden death, but the
other was more interested in eating the now cooked deer. After taking
a bite, it keeled over, stone dead, causing the last orc to panic and
run for the exit. The sound of is mule’s distress caused the thief
to run behind the fleeing orc, strangling it with is bow string. The
mule was luckily unharmed, merely startled. Before moving forward, e
lobbed the heads off of the orcs and strapped them to is mule, as
well as pocketing a small leather pouch of gems and coins one of the
orcs had on its belt.
The specialist
continued is descent, moving deeper into the dungeon to find an odd
snail shell with misspelled advertisements for goods. Upon
approaching the shell, out popped a large hermit crab, proclaiming
himself to be Mr. Snips, a purveyor of rare goods. After showing his
wares (Including a wooden egg and a beetle named Charlie), the
specialist asked his price. Mr. Snips responded that he required a
slab of meat, to which the specialist turned on is heel, going right
back to the poisoned deer.
After chopping off a
nice chunk, the dungeoneer returned to the crab, offering the venison
as payment. Like the orc before it, Mr. Snips took one bite before
expiring. The specialist looted the body, before chopping it up and
putting it in a sack. In the now empty shell, e found a magical
glowing sword, which seemed to have some translation powers (the
misspelled words on the late Mr. Snips’s shell now appeared
properly written). Satisfied with is loot, the thief headed back to
town.
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