22 Filth and Pennies as Usual

Session 22
Filth and Pennies as Usual

Aug 24-27, 861

Foreword
    Heavy-weight players of Carxaris and Bartholomeus hit it and quit it like James Brown in a 2-hour session. Also, the GM fails to demonstrate basic reading comprehension.

Session Report
    Carx' and Bart's players had been sitting on some leads garnered from library books for a month or two. Bartholomeus had inherited a volume of "Mosses, Lichens, and Sedges of the Iron Desert" which contained a map which showed the rough location of the Lost City of Jakalla. And Carxaris had a volume of "Sewers of Jakalla, Design and Construction" from which she'd gleaned a partial map of the extensive sewer complex.
    Carx' had to hire new soldiers as all her previous contacts had joined the Falkirk Town Guard back before the Seige of Falkirk. With some fresh recruits, the party was ready to head out into the Desert.
    "Where do you want to start looking?"
    "30 miles due East of the Library." An educated guess, given that the map showed the edge of the Desert, but not Falkirk. It was correct. A few days later they arrived at the ruined foundations of the city, and followed a staircase down into the darkness of the Sewers.
    They couldn't budge the 1st door they came to, so they had to spend time loudly hacking it to bits with their halberds. This of course triggered a wandering monster on the other side 8 Goblins plus the 2 Giant Ants that would've been there anyway. The monsters charged, but couldn't land a hit. The halberdiers' made short work of the ants and then routed the goblins.
    "Alright we'll loot the goblins. I assume it's just pennies and filth as usual?"
    28sp
    "OOOOOH 28sp! Now we're really cooking aren't we? What about the ants?"
    Let's see here, treasure type Q (x3),S , plug that into the ole Donjon aaaand...
    "Two Gems and 6 Glass Flasks filled with liquid." Wait, on Ants? Really, treasure type Q (x3),S ... Smokes! I'd given them the treasure room treasure! Well, relax, perhaps they'll delve deeper and get themselves killed.
    "Whelp, we'd better be going. There's 60 miles of nonsense encounters between us and the Potion-Dealer."
    No encounters on the return. Potions sold for 4700gp. Level up training all 'round. And Carxaris commissioned matching cloaks for her retinue.
    
Afterword
    An avoidable mistake. Mea Culpa. The good news is that Training requirements (cost, finding a mentor, time, maxed out XP) help to ballast the game against GM goofs like this.

Dramatis Personae
    Carxaris, Half-elf Veteran-Prestidigitator
    Bartholomeus, Human Initiate of the Brawny Brothers of Bearistotle
    
    Quill, Jill, Human Short-bow men
    Bill, Will, Phil, Human Light-footmen