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Night Terrors

After being locked in a dungeon by some sort of humanoid flesh creature that had taken off and also finishing the exploration, the entire party had decide to rest by this pit that was radiating a ghostly red light. Pax the gnome barbarian (me) and Mentys the Oread Druid are taking first watch. DM immediately has us rolling perception checks.

DM: In the center of the pit, the under belly bathed in a ghostly light, the both of you see this- [Places an aboleth figure on our map] for a brief moment before it disappears. Roll fortitude saves.

Pax, with her panicked Irish accent: Oh fuck, oh fuck, WHAT WAS THAT?! [rolls a 5] DAMMIT!

Mentys, with vague Russian accent: I DON’T KNOW! [rolls a 14]

Pax: It looked like a fucking CATFISH!

DM: Okay, Mentys, you are sufficiently freaked out, but fine. Pax, on the other hand, you cannot fall asleep and are considered frightened. 

Mentys: [making distressed noises, wakes up our Human Medium, Eadie]

Eadie: Wh–what do you want? I’m trying to sl–

Pax: THERE WAS A GIANT CATFISH IN THE PIT, EADIE! 

Mentys: IT HAD TENTACLES. I AM SIMPLE ROCK, BUT I KNOW WHERE THIS GOES!