Talk:Escape from Mimmarudla
September 8
As the party rushes across the lake, which is heaving beneath their feet, it soon becomes evident that there is more going on than that ice is melting. The sound of cracking can be heard, and all at once the players can look down and see that the ice has entirely lost its frosty surface. Not only water can be seen beneath a thickness of what seems to be about six inches, but faces as well - the faces of the trapped souls in the lake, who are now pressing against the underside of the ice, their hands flattened on the underlying bottom, pushing the ice upwards. It is over this grisly scene that the players hurry.--The DM (talk) 09:44, 8 September 2020 (MDT)
A crack opens in the ice under Pandred's feet. She'll have to leap across the gap. Could I have a dexterity check, please. --The DM (talk) 11:44, 8 September 2020 (MDT)
- 20. Not ideal. --Pandred (talk) 13:28, 8 September 2020 (MDT)
- Pandred loses her balance, feeling her legs go out as she topples forward ... but before she plunges into the lake, she feels hands catch her and roll her across the gap. She tumbles, ends up facing the open crack. A ghostly old man and a young woman are drifting upward very slowly. "Thank you," the man whispers at Pandred. "Yes, thank you," adds the woman.
Soon there are cracks beginning to emerge all over the lake. You can see the other side now; it is about three hundred yards away. Spectres are climbing onto the edge of the ice around you, whereupon they begin to rise, just a few inches a second. You can see dozens of them. No, scores. And as they rise, they smile at members of the party, eyes full of gratitude.--The DM (talk) 13:54, 8 September 2020 (MDT)
