Adventures in the City of Wishes

Vonk's new armor

After multiple fights without finding a good supply of loot, the party had finally found a room they liked. Sitting in the middle of the room was a large metal chest. The party agreed that it was large enough to hold multiple suits of armor and excitedly moved closer to examine it.

“What if it is trapped?” Poppy asked.

“I guess I could try looking for any,” Journey said as he leaned down to examine the chest.

“Shouldn't I be the one to do it?” asked Ari'el.

“I think I could take a look too,” Waaagh added.

This sparked an argument among all of the party members on who would be the best one to check for traps on the chest since no one had any significantly better luck checking for the other traps they had encountered so far. In the end, they decided that it wouldn't matter because whoever looked would probably do something to screw it up anyway. They instead decided to just tell Vonk there was something special in the chest for him and that he should open it.

The party moved towards the edge of the room as Vonk approached the chest. Poppy was ducking in a corner trying to make herself small in case something shot out. Journey was heroically standing behind Waaagh, who stood watching without much concern on his face.

Vonk walked up to the chest and tried to open it. The lock only held for a single tug before it broke lose and rattled to the floor. The lid of the chest flew open and there was a bright light from inside the chest. The party watched as purple smoke began to fill the chest and slowly creep out onto the floor.

“What this?” Vonk asked, leaning in closer. The smoke suddenly changed shape and became solid. “Aaahhhh! Rats!” Vonk screamed.

Suddenly the chest and surrounding area was covered in rats. They were crawling over one another in a mound that quickly began to scramble up Vonk. Vonk began to dance around the room trying to brush the rats off him but it was no use. They had found their way into his clothes and in response, Vonk began to hit himself with his own weapon.

The rest of the party was too stunned to move. As they watched, Vonk's clothes began to drip from his own wounds and those of the rats covering him. Journey was the first one to come to his senses. He reached into his pack and pulled out his newly filled flask of Holy Vodka.

“Sorry buddy but this might sting a bit,” Journey called as he tossed the flask at Vonk.

The flask exploded, sending electricity coursing through Vonk and his attackers. Soon the rest of the party joined in and began throwing their flasks as well. The sound of Vonk screaming and hundreds of rats dying filled the air.

Eventually the sounds ended and as the party watched, the bodies of the rats turned back into smoke and then dispersed into the air. This left a badly wounded and soaking wet Vonk standing in the middle of the room.

Journey pulled something else out of his backpack and walked up to Vonk. “Sorry about that buddy. If you drink this, it will make you feel all better,” he said.

Vonk took the flask and took a drink. By the time he had finished it, his wounds had already begun to knit back together.

“Vonk feel much better now,” Vonk said. He handed the empty flask back to Journey.

With the danger passed, the party turned back to see what was inside the chest. They were happy to find a few bags of coins and gems, but they did not find the suits of armor they were looking for. The only piece of armor was a small helmet from a set of full plate armor. Journey examined it first and decided that there wasn't anything useful he could do with it. He held it out to the party and asked, “Does anyone want this? Looks pretty useless by itself.”