It is indeed not a sewer. The cobbled ground is fairly clean, except for what looks like a long dried trail of...something extending far down the hall in front of them.
"I have no idea...it sounds gross..." Greg mutters, looking around. More squelching, this time closer.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.Greg looks grim. "Oh, god, I hope not. I was hoping to get away from the zombie..."
The squelching noise suddenly stops.
"...It stopped. I wonder wh-"
Suddenly, something drops from the ceiling and lands on Greg's head with a gooey splat.
"...AAAAAAAGH!" he screams but it sounds really weird like he's underwater...probably because there is what looks like a slime monster currently enveloping his head.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.Chris manages to grab ahold of the slime monster well enough, and rip it apart. Little blobs of it scatter around the ground and Greg takes a deep inhale of air and coughs as his airways are free again.
"Holy crap..." he pants, hunching over as he inhales rapidly.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either."Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I stomp on any remnants of slime that remain after the others have dealt with it. "...I thought this looked like some kind of RPG dungeon but it looks like it actually is," I say. "Complete with slime monsters. ...I guess we should keep looking around. We might find a treasure chest or something."
The slime can't handle the heat, especially with its reduced size, and is quickly burned up by the flames. The straggling bits of it are also dispatched when Meg stomps them out.
Greg sighs in relief, and gives Chris a look as if to ask "Are you ok?" He then hears Meg's suggestion and nods. "Treasure...I like the sound of that. Chris, are you ok with continuing?" he says, approaching, but not too much because of the fire.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.Chris kills the flames and falls down to the ground, a charred husk, because 'Required Secondary Powers? What're those? despite being covered in a fine layer of soot and ash, looks completely fine if a little nude. He nods, "Yeah, I'm good going on."
edited 10th Nov '15 7:13:34 AM by GhostElm
Feel free to spawn monsters/encounters/traps as well if you want, guys.
"Cool!" Greg says, fistpumping. "Well, let's keep goin'." With that he wipes the remains of the slime's...slime off of his face, before continuing down the hall. "...Hmm, smells a bit like strawberry."
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.

"Meg's suggestion works. Left it is." he nods before heading down the left corridor, waving for the others to follow.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.