>>5399320The situation comes to a head when you are awoken from your uneasy and hungry sleep, over a week into your journey, to the sound of the rattling yaps and plaintive wails of the Junior Novice. Your new armour is comfortable enough to sleep in, so you are quick to rush to his aid, as are several elves and Olu as well… But once there, you find the Novice’s experimental hybrid half-drenched in blacking, brackish jelly. For all his dragonblooded augmentations, his flapping wings and flailing limbs are helpless to do more than further entangle him into the expanding, consuming ooze’s rubbery membranes. He hurls handfuls of the sludge away, only to find still more in its place—as his flesh is eaten away, his nerves attacked by the slime-thing’s venom, it gathers and converts his organic matter to grow its own amorphous essence. You see hard shapes form in tehs ecretions: shapes like floating eyes, rogans or organelles, even teeth and claws in twisted parodies of malformed limbs.
“By the Dark Gods,” Oluwadamilare whispers, staring in horror.
>100“This is not just slime,” Jazkarmel murmurs, suddenly at your side, projecting an eerie, purplish light from her ancestral mage-staff to illuminate the grisly scene. “This is… S̵̡̟̻̎̈́h̸͚͒ǒ̷̢g̸̬̪̓ǵ̷͖ö̶͙̙́͠ţ̶̭̒͛̈́h̵̰͆.”
The Drow shiver as one, as if a chill wind has passed through their ranks.
What do you do?
>Rush in to shop and scrape the ‘shoggoth’ slime from your pet/slave, before it consumes him!>Let loose a blast of firebreath—it may injure the Junior Novice, but not so badly as inaction!>Use one of your magic items or spells [which one?]>Ask for more details on the so-called ‘shoggoth’—time is of the essence, and this will mean delay, but you need to know yoru enemy before you can act>Flee this wretched place, letting the Junior Novice serve as a distracting repast for the monstrous ooze>Write-in 