Three-skull Monte

Player Characters
  • Kay, age 8 - Starlight, The Halfling Thief
  • Sue, age 11 - Alina, The Half-Elf Fighter
  • Tess, age 43 - Circe, The Elf Cleric
This entry is part 8 of 17 in TD3α – Wrath of the Minotaur

The girls explored beyond the east door. The passage was blocked. The hallway ceiling had collapsed due to water seepage and shifting earth.

Sue: Left?

Beyond the north wooden door bound in iron was a 10×30 foot passage that ended at another similar door.

Kay: I’m checking for traps on this door too.

Alina opened the trap-free door to reveal a room filled with bones. The bones were ankle deep near the entrance, with three huge piles in the center of the room. Each of the larger piles was topped by a cow’s skull. Below the piles were human and demi-human skulls that were shattered and broken.

There were no other visible doors leading out of the room.

Kay: I want to look in one of the piles for anything useful.

The halfling scrambled over the bones to the nearest pile, but before she could begin her search, the pile of bones stirred from its resting place. It rose from a crouch to reveal a fully constructed minotaur skeleton, twin motes of malevolent light flickered within its bovine skull.

Tess: I have a cleric ability for this.
DM: Turning.
Tess: How does that work exactly?

Rune Soldier

The Cleric raised her symbol of Pelor, the undead minotaur cowered at the sight as the elf seemed to radiate an invisible force that caused the animated skeleton to retreat to the back of the room.

Circe: Alina, I can’t stand here all day.

The half-elf fighter waded into the room, shin-deep in bones. Bones snapped beneath her boots as she headed towards the undead minotaur cowering against the wall. Raising her flail, she aimed to break the undead guardian.

Her first strike was easy enough, but it broke the turning. Bringing her flail around for another swing she cracked its rib cage. Shattered pieces flew against the wall as the rest of the animated skeleton fell apart, mixing with the carpet of bones on the floor.

Sue: That was easy.

Rune Soldier

Alina glanced around the room. Looking back at Circe, she shrugged to signal that there did not seem to be anything of interest. As she headed back towards the door, she saw the Cleric’s facial expression change from smiling in satisfied victory to an O of shocked disbelief.

Tess: What are you doing!?
Kay: I wanted to check out the other two piles. Maybe we just picked the wrong one.

Alina followed the Cleric’s line of vision. The half-elf’s slightly tilted eyes fell on Starlight poking around in another large pile of bones.  A second skeletal minotaur began to take shape.

Sue: Are you retarded?

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