M.A.G.U.S. - It's alive!

The adventurers started by retiring for the day[1]. They went back to the sea-side entrance and slept, keeping watch in rotation. The rest cycle went by uneventfully, with Shamil sharpening his dagger and Dalibor drawing plans of the dungeon.

They debated lengthily on whether to try the acid room or the skeleton room, deciding on the skeletons in the end. As they resumed their debate in front of the portcullis, Ylimor kneeled to meditate another 30 minutes. Cue growls coming from a side passage... Shamil set up an ambush and the party braced for the incoming monsters. Two trolls, identical to the one they already defeated, except for a slight skin discoloration[2], charged from behind the corner!

The knights held the line, with Biznard going into a berzerk rage, and Shamil ambushing from behind, doing a God-of-war-style jump attack unto the back of one beast, holding on for dear life.

The trolls were ground down, and the adventurers decided to chop them up and disintegrate their pieces, just in case.

Next up, they lifted the portcullis and entered the skeleton room. The armored undead rested in their places, so the adventurers charged them, and ground them down. Well, it was mostly Biznard doing the grinding with his two-handed hammer.

Dalibor could then finally take the glowing bracelet for himself.

Next up, a huge hall with two stone column. As Dalibor and Shamil passed in between them, Dalibor went on unharmed, while Shamil became invisible. He tried coming back, but got hit by thunder and flew into the opposing wall. The rest of the party skirted around the columns.

With both single and double doors available, the party decided on the apparent side passage, entering a laboratory. They opened a further door leading into a bedroom, with a bed, desk, chest and a summoning circle.[3] Shamil jumped around the circle to open the chest, but got hit in the chest with lightning. He decided to search the desk instead, finding a silver ring. Biznard smashed open the chest, finding some gold. Felgrin looked at the research papers instead, written in some unknown language. Some proved to be salvageable, to be later taken to his magical academy.

Next up: more doors!

[1] Day is a relative concept under ground.

[2] One had a dark body but slightly lighter right arm, the other one, the other way around.

[3] Thankfully already broken.