Upon arriving at the Halls of Funopolis, we were greeted with sounds of revelry and demonic hordes of gremlins. We raced the warhorses through the hillside, battled on the horrible water spitting sea serpents, climbed through the treacherous web of the spider, danced, played games of agility, and fought in the water wars. Finally, there was feasting upon the spoils of the Sammian Fields, and freely flowed the Dew of the Mountian. The Dwarves of Distraction were pleased and much rejoicing abounded in the Halls of Funopolis.
In the end I was bested by the Queen of Amazonia and her cohort, the Tween the Outrageous. With weary hearts we headed homeward to our abode ... but we shall return.
