We were in town for the evening, having delivered the caravan for M. Some of my fellows were drinking heavily, but I sat still, reviewing and meditating. The next thing I knew, we were standing in a cavern.

Our Priest of Pelor lit up the room, and our strikers headed out. I cautioned them to be careful, but, of course, they were not. One was drawn into a pit by a carrion worm, and the other attacked another worm.

I was able to draw the worm out of its hole, and, with another worm, able to electrocute it in the water.

Finishing with the worms, we investigated a dead body. Only it wasn't. Well, it was undead.

When the excitement was over, I contemplated our situation, and found it curious I had no recollection of being brought here. Almost as if I had been turned off. Is it gnomes again?!?!

There doesn't appear to be a clear way out, so we are going to follow the cave and see where it takes us.