Setting out just after sunrise, their party got back just in time for lunch at the Outhouse. Or most of it got back anyway, I'm not sure if Taurus, the mysterious sword-wielding Juggalo they picked up en route to the dungeon, returned with the group or not. Either way, the other Outhouse guests have never met the man. The Outhouse, by the way, is the delightful nickname for the building at the edge of the grounds of the Abbey of St. Emmet. (With no inn anywhere in the area, the guest house of the Abbey is the best accomodations available nearby.) Surprisingly, all concerned returned alive and in possession of all their various limbs and organs.
|Like this, only with leather|
armor and a spear.