>>6118226<span class="mu-b">No successes, and a 1; <span class="mu-s">CRITICAL FAILURE</span></span>
…Suddenly, you find it! Pushing through a patch of dense hedges, you spy it in a beam of sunlight, as if called down from the Gods of heaven to bless this singular patch of Earth: a lush little garden, replete with fruit and flowers to attract all sorts of animals, and holding at its heart a crystal-clear pool! You grin wide, and turn to alert the others.
…
Where are the others?!
“Fuckin’ Hells,” you growl. “Don’t tell me they got lost?”
“Oh, it’s not THEM you should worry about. Focus on your OWN predicament, creature.”
A shiver crawls up your spine at the unfamiliar voice. You reach for the scimitar on your hip, but only pain and restriction: thorn-brambled branches sink into pink skin and draw beads or red blood. You try to push through—after all, you have a medic for trivial shit like scratches—but it’s no good. It’s almost as if the branches and twigs themselves are…
“Ah fuck,” you mutter. “Shoulda’ known this place was too good ta’ be natural.”
No sooner have you realized the rub than the collection of bare branches closes in around you like a cage, and lifts you off the ground. Your arms are pinned to your side and pricked by dozens, nay hundreds, of little wooden hooks. You crane your head, panic rising, but you cannot make out any face on your assailant.
Shit! ShitshitSHIIII—
“So you must be the little thief who robbed my garden all those years ago.”
The voice seems to come from somewhere other than the being of twigs and brambles now accosting you as if an animate entity. You can only assume it to be the owner, legitimate or otherwise, of this patch of paradise… A bloody <span class="mu-i">khoblis</span>, a mage of some sort!
What will you do?
>Draw your blade, though it will draw your blood also to do so>Cry out for help as loud as you can, and hope one of the others is free enough to aid you>Pour all your limited reserves of magic into <Prismatic Spray>, and hope the unpredictable explosion of magic sets you free>Let yourself by transported, and try to negotiate with the voice [Plead? Bargain? Threaten? Specify, please.]>Write-in 