Go for the tulip

Okay it is a little on the nose… but it’s certainly a lot more interestin’ than fungus.

You pull the stem, separating it from the greenery of the cave floor. A sudden croaking-like sound pulls you from your fixation on the tulip. Emerging from the greenery is a humanoid figure that seems to be made of… plants? It looks vaguely like a muscular old man with a giant beard. Your brain connects the dots as you recognize the monster that you’ve just angered.

Damn! That’s gotta be an ancient male spriggan. No wonder nothin’ else lives down here, he must be crazy powerful. O’ course I gotta run into one of the most territorial monsters out there.

As you scramble to your feet you quickly scan the area. Petra has noticed the spriggan and is backing away to the far side of the pool. Your gear lays on the far side of the pool’s edge. Gilly is apparently nowhere to be seen.

Crap. I better not die naked. No dwarf should havta’ die without their armor. Let alone in their birthday suit.