Suddenly, the opening in the dome that leads to the stairs slams shut; the area is completely encircled by glass.
The floor beneath you lurches...
And then begins to descend quickly, but smoothly.
Eventually, the light coming in through the windows becomes a speck above you.
Then the floor lights up, in a soft glow, so that you can still see each other.
The downwards motion continues for several hours.
Four hours later, the area outside the elevator is light again.
You can see a sky of rock above you, and a dim, grey sky all around.
The elevator is slowly descending through a glass tunnel, downwards towards a vast, scorched-grey landscape.
RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR!
A Gargantuan Black Dragon presses itself against the glass, and breathes a spurt of acid onto it!
The glass is covered in acid, so thick and viscous that you can no longer see out that side, but the glass holds its shape.
*THUMP*
*THUMP*
*THUMP*
*THUMP*
After a few minutes of beating on the glass, the dragon decides you are not worth its time, and leaves.
You are getting closer to the ground; below you, the base of the tower has a path leading down a small trail, and towards a small town.
Closer still, and you can see that there are pillars of smoke coming out from between the buildings in places.
Closer still, and you realize, most of the buildings are delapidated... some have trees growing out of, or through, their roofs.
The lift slows down as you approach ground level, and stops with another lurch.
The west side of the elevator opens up, revealing another shallow flight of stairs.
That fight would have been a bit more epic if not for the fact that the main opponent spent the entirety of it not actually fighting, due to failing two will saves... and the others were just mooks. I had planned for the dragon to troll all of you by breathing acid at you every 1d4 rounds and never coming into melee range, and then probably deciding Vaba needs to die first when he keeps shooting it. Oh well, those bandits should be interesting. Do try not to die, heh heh.
...I'll calculate the exp from the fight tomorrow. Also, pre-emptive welcome to our new potential powergamer, Dr. Voltron!
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