Next on our shitlist was another shrine. Last titan shrine I got lucky, snuck up behind a web-spewing titan, and brained it easily. Then there was the shrine with a mi-go. This time, it's a titan made of coral. Turns out my chert spear can damage it, and the first strike hobbled it. Aside from it breaking my companion's already-useless arm, no trouble was had.
Continuing on our journey, my ally randomly mentioned the menacing presence of that treant we killed ages ago. I'm sorry, you don't remember cowering elsewhere while my OTHER friend got herself ripped limb from limb? Don't recall my killing the overgrown shrubbery, and building a pyre for Dlostayrbin? Or maybe you forgot about the treant wooden crutch being the only reason you can still keep up?
But soon, we caught sight of civilization. At long last, something nearby. But first, we stalk a labyrinth. "You hear unintelligible chanting." Well, this is gonna suck.
Stab. Dodge. Stab, dodge. Stab-dodge. Stabdodge. Scramble to get the shoggoth chasing me down a path that isn't leading into a dead it. Soon enough we've done a little back-and-forth from the small room it was lurking in, into the tunnels, and back into its room. Cripple the limbs, and the body will be vulnerable.
And so our journey took us to an amphibian man hamlet, where it seems bandits are harassing people in the streets. As fellow children of the underground, we won't stand for this.