Executive Summary: The Poison Bandit Gang's hideout was discovered and with it, a bunch of giant bees and dead people.

85 Spring

Woods

We commenced to looting the dead. Among the bounty was a crude map which we proceeded to follow.

Suddenly, we espied a cave entrance guarded by a giant wolf. Just as suddenly, Mordrick appeared! Then, the giant wolf charged me and nearly bit my head off! I returned the favor though and killed it!

Proceeding quickly into the cave we found Hubert's wife—caged! We freed her.

Then, we found a room full of giant bees! Each one was as big as a person! We debated as to how to get rid of them because the other side of the room had lots of stuff covered with canvas. We figured it was stolen merchandise.

Eventually, a plan was carried out. The bees seemed to bee flushed out so we rushed into the room. Inexplicably, there was some trouble removing the tarps and everyone's attention was focused on that to the point no one noticed the bees return . . . After a brief combat, they were dispatched.

Under the tarps were barrels and dead people, apparently everyone the Poison Bandit Gang had killed recently. Hubert was among them.

Eventually, goods were returned, some were kept, and all was resolved.

At the end of the day, I strangely felt that I was qualified for my ancestral weapon . . . .

Quotes

"It's in league with the Poison Bandit Gang."
"If by 'in league with a bandit gang' you mean befriended a druid, then, yes."
"Wait, there's a Poison Bandit Gang?"
"And an elephant."

"It doesn't really hurt unless you do this . . . ."

"He was loud; what?"

"Hey, 2nd-level druid, grab and axe and help us cut down some green wood!"

"Us fireproof people can open the door."
"I'm not fireproof. Neither are you."
"I'm not? Wow . . . good thing I figured this out now."

"It's Druid with Nothing. Next week on Druid with Nothing, Druid with Nothing reveals he doesn't have a tent, or a tarp—or a bucket."

"So, if it's already stolen, you can take it? It's free range loot?"
"All I want is a handfull of dried fruit and some non-gore pants."
"I like how the lawful good monk is being lectured by the thief."

"Can I the a crowbar?"
"No way—if I had to barf up that apricot, you can't have the crowbar."