Loot: The Eternity Dungeon

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

The whites of Stars eyes reshape into the shape of his namesake, and still running on the high of a well fought battle he gives a flourish of his sword as he replies, "A calling higher than the tallest mountain peaks! A spirit worthier than the purest gold! The invincible adventurer and seeker of romance; STAR PLATINUM!"

In his heart this is the point where there was an inexplicable star shaped explosion right behind him, but this being reality there was only the wet gurgling of the slime goo breaking apart. Hearing this, Star relaxed from his dramatic pose and set his sword on the ground to gather the remains. There was, after all, work to be done.

In just a moment the slime loot had been consolidated into a single pile (excepting the dapper black hat the new black looter had snatched off the slimes head) and Star had retrieved Dr. Darius Dont's Dungeon Manual from Willows backpack and was flipping through it in search of any entries about the slimes they had just encountered. If there were none he would have to add some once he got ahold of writing materials.

Other than gathering it up, Star takes nothing. His naked companions should, of course, get first pick.

[Philote]

Willow strides forward and quickly retrieves his staff before any thing can damage it.

"Our first hunt" he says to the group "We grow as a pack!"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Star skims the manual for an entry on slimes. After a bit he finds one.

"During my explorations I have encountered many slime-like creatures. I've categorized the ones I've encountered by different designations."

Below that there are several entries of different slimes. Star begins reading under the "Silly Hats" variety.

"There were a group of slimes I had the unfortunate experience of fighting during my time here. They wore silly hats of all things. While they were easy to defeat I found that the slimes were not like others of their ilk. Their gelatinous bodies were only facades, puppets to the true creature. The Hats! Those damned hats should be burned and destroyed. They secrete a gel that digests the wearer and turns it into a new body. My late traveling companion had the displeasure of teaching me this the hard way..."

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Amongst the gelationous remains the group is able to cobble together a pile of slimy loot from unfortunate adventures who had fallen to the slimes hunger. In this piles they find...

A Pair of Dark Boots


A Pair of Tattered Boots


A Dusty Light Chestplate


A Brown Shredded Robe Bottom


A Rusty Medallion


And A Rusty Full Helm

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Star points at the new black looter and shouts "DROP THAT HAT, IT WILL EAT YOU!"

[Smackgiver]

"Uh, OK."

/Praosk drops the hat at his feet/

"What is that book you hold?  Does it reference these hats, perchance?"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Star walks over and hands the newcomer Dr. Darius Dont's Dungeon Manual, pointing to the passage referencing silly hats. "See, it's a monster." He then pulls the hatchet out of his belt and hacks the top hat to bits.

[Smackgiver]

"It seems I owe you a debt of thanks, Star Platinum.  I was mere seconds away from donning that infernal thing.  My hope is that I will get an opportunity to repay you someday. "

"Shall we peruse the items left by our gelatinous opponents?  I would propose that the unshodden be shod for purposes of safety.  Since I arrived later than most, I'll defer to the Early Birds for first pick."

[Zaleramancer]

Blinking slightly and eying the new comers with the distrust of someone who'd been stabbed waaaay to many times, Name Goes Here never-the-less did not allow this to stop him from rapidly say, "I'lltaketherobething"- before anyone else could claim them.

If he was going to be stabbed to death in his sleep by spies, he would at least have the decency to be dressed for it.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Hey, what about this chest thing, and these swanky dark boots", Xlprq pipes up, eyeing the objects of choice with a mix of fear and curiosity, "THOSE aren't Looter-eating monsters, right?"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"No, just the hats they were wearing." Star says. Then he thinks for a moment. "Unless they ate a different hat wearing slime." he says idly, eying the rusty helm. "No, that one isn't nearly festive enough. It's probably safe."

[Philote]

Willow eyes the tattered boots and shakes the remaining goo off them as he picks them up. Certainly his friends would not mind him taking those old things, he did drop the stalagmite after all, and it would be so good to have another item to call his own. After a moment of convincing himself, he slips the boots onto his feet and looks at the party to see if it was ready to proceed on.

[Zaleramancer]

"I once heard of monsters that pretended to be ceilings and walls and flo-" Name pauses and then begins to eye the surrounding area with paranoia. The old saying, Don't say anything that might give the gods ideas rolled through his mind.

[Smackgiver]

"I don't suppose that book has any reference to the gear that might be gathered in this dungeon, does it?  It has, after all saved my life with that hat I was, until a moment ago, more than willing to adorn."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"I don't know, according to the advertisements chronicling all the gear in this place is impossible." Nevertheless, he flips through the book looking for interesting equipment. "Speaking of gear, you should really grab something."

[Smackgiver]

"We'll, I'll put this up to our party for approval, but I tend to use my feet... differently than most.  I could sure use those dark boots to the benefit of the team, unless someone else has their heart set on them.  Again, I feel that my tardiness to this event puts me at the back of the line, and I am a FIRM believer in first come, first serve."

/begins to put on the boots, but looks around for any disapproving glances/

[Smackgiver]

"I noticed a reference here in the book about a 'tag' that identifies items, albeit somewhat enigmatically. Would it behoove us to attach it to the helm or necklace-thingy?  We might better prescribe it to a wearer if we had an inkling of what its function is."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"That might have been a good idea." Replies Star, who had just pulled on the chestplate and helmet.

[Smackgiver]

"They suit you.  It certainly makes sense for one with your swordplay skills to have a commensurate level of protection.  I wonder, do you feel any differently than before you put them on?"

[Philote]

"Indeed. I'll begin examining what remains" Willow replies.

He pulls out the tag from his iron bangle and uses it on the collected items. The remains of the slimes' hat is checked first and the tag is returned to be tucked in his iron bangle once he is finished.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

When attached to the Slime Hat remains the tag displays "Dormant slime danger"

"Dark boots faster"


"Tattered boots"


"Chesplate energetic"


"Robe better smell"


"Medallion never thirst"


"Rusty full helm"


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Star feels slightly energized after donning the chest plate, despite its weight and his recent battle.

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Name Goes Hear suddenly can smell the dank, moist air of the cave much more clearly. Even the scent of the now decaying slimes intensifies.