#odyssey

"He was. Reminded me of the Goonies, too."

But either way... Symon might feel somewhat at home here. He finds himself full of suggestions for a more nuanced dungeon

“Think I can work him into an adventure? Maybe next time you have May over. She’s a good player. Inventive.”

"Maybe!"

“He may appreciate the homage. And if I imagine him as a quest-giver instead of a boss, maybe it will filter is way up here too, y’know?”

A rattly-death whisper voice “free my trapped soul and my diamond eyes shall be thine.... fail, and join my bone army...”

He is already plotting.

"I lke quest givers better, anyways."

“Gotta have a boss monster though, none of that “the true treasure is the friends we made along the way” bull.”

A gummy smirk up.

THe dungeon become more cavern like...

"Well, yeah."

this smacks of two things... it either leads to a huge ass dragon area..which is bad.. or the other end of the scale where...

tiny figures shake spears in the distance "Mighty Yellowgut Kobold tribe greet you!"

or that

He looks up at Dagmar, unsure. Her turn...

The kobolds shift..sometimes looking reptilian, even draconic, if draconic were pitiful..other times seeming more sprite like.

"Um."

"Just passing through, thanks."

"Wait, we serve you!" And they bow at the edge of the silver path

"Invite on silver,we plea o mighty part mortal warriors!"

"Yes yes!" the others chant

"Do this, we can enter silver. Serve you, get to autumn lands. Trapped near this trod LONG time"

"Sorry."

"Wait, is it grubmunch?" One looks at a FAT kobold "he eat too much? We can kill him, meet weight limit!"

"HEY" Grubmunch looks insulted

"We clean boots,polish axe."