Last night, we had our first character death of the game, and wow, didn't know how emotional that was gonna be. It was a hefty session even before that - we'd just had a very intense encounter via scrying baisin with our main antagonist of this arc, and Nothing may have sold the group out by telling her their names. In her defense, she did that under very heavy blackmail. And an NPC we'd recently discovered was with us rather than against us met a pretty terrible fate, which I hope wasn't our fault! (The DM even paused to think mid-session and went, "....I just killed Mister Hand, didn't I. I did not think that was going to happen today.") And then the antagonist loosed her manticore on us. And Spindle was all out of Wild Shapes. And he forgot just how delicate he is as just a tiny gnome child with an AC of 12, rather than a giant bobcat, and got in melee range of the manticore. I lost count of how many potions our ranger got down him before the thing managed to keep him down. The manticore went down a single turn too late - if the dragon that came in to help hadn't rolled TWO SIMULTANEOUS NAT ONES on its attempt to break down the wall with advantage because it's a wall, Spindle would have made it. It was rough, you guys! I didn't realise how invested you can end up in this! There were tears at the table (not mine, I miraculously did not but only by a slim-ass margin)! If Nothing's attempt to plead with her patron for some way to bring him back doesn't work, we'll just have to carry Spindle's memory forward by spreading the game of darts far and wide and telling everyone about the gross little feral gnome kid who happened to invent it. Darts will become THE pub game of this entire setting, in every tavern, everywhere, we will see to it. And true to Spindle form, we'll hustle everyone at it, too. On a lighter note.......!!! We fought some animate carpets earlier in the session! And in this fight, where almost nobody else got hurt at all, Nuth managed to reduce herself to almost half her HP by a) getting engulfed by a carpet b) accidentally being stabbed by Faeleth who was trying to cut her out of the carpet c) thinking, "hey, carpets are flammable, fuck you carpet!" when she got out of the carpet and using Fire Bolt, setting the carpet alight, and, d) immediately being re-engulfed by the carpet, but now this time it's on fire. I'm so glad she's a tiefling. Fire resistance is good. The carpet burned itself away completely as it tried to constrict her again but yeeeeahhh.....I learned a valuable lesson about when 'ooooh i bet i can set this on fire!' is not a good thought!