[GM rolls an encounter: a creature]

Adva walks for some minutes until her foot grazes something warm and spongy. She freezes in place and opens her hand a little to shed more light ahead of her. The tunnel is choked with thick vines. They glow white in the light from her spell having adapted to life underground. Something seems to be flowing through vein-like ridges on the vines. There are some gaps between the vines where Adva thinks she can step.

[P: I’d like to pick my way through without disturbing the vines]

[GM: roll +quickness. They’ll also roll to notice you.]

[P: 1d20+2… 4.]

Trying to balance without uncovering too much of her light proves too much for Adva who is disoriented from being so far from her home. She trips and falls into the vines. The pebble she illuminated falls from her hands, better illuminating the tunnel. She realizes with horror that the vines are moving toward her.

[Mark 25 xp]