nightmare · 15 rooms · did not come back · seed log-nightmare-7
💚 Mending Word closes Johannes Trithemius's wounds mid-fight: 9 healed in round 4, then 5 a round while it holds.
The line this delve would be retold by.
12 of 13 values met. A reading, not a grade — the score exists to sort logs, not to judge them.
| Value | What the log shows | |
|---|---|---|
| met | A delve should be about somebody. | Johannes Trithemius carries it (5 mentions against 5); 4/4 named |
| met | Rooms should be in the order they are for a reason. | 2 of 15 rooms answer an earlier one (13%) |
| met | Something must go wrong, and it should be legible when it does. | 3 rooms cost the party something |
| met | If every room is a beat, no room is. | the loudest room runs 5.0× the median (peak 5, median 1) |
| met | A choice reads as a choice only when the alternatives are named. | 15 of 15 deliberations name a road not taken |
| met | A death is only worth reading if the dead had a line first. | 4 deaths, each of somebody the reader had met |
| met | Name the thing and state the number. | 14 of 15 resolutions state a number |
| met | The party should not argue in one voice. | 5 distinct voices across 15 deliberations |
| missed | No sentence should appear twice in one delve, verbatim. | 1 effect line printed verbatim more than once (worst ×2) |
| met | The boss should get to be a boss. | the throne room ran an unstated number of rounds |
| met | A resolution should be readable in one breath. | every resolution inside its budget |
| met | The back half should cost more than the front half. | front half 3, back half 4 |
| met | The ending should answer the delve it ended. | the epitaph names somebody who went down |
A rattling skeleton patrol holds the room (attack 12, health 28). The party must decide how to get past it. It will not face the cleric: undead take holy damage ×1.5. A crack runs the width of the room, wide enough to matter and too wide to jump twice. A gargoyle spout drips something that is not water into a stained channel.
They might have chosen to speak with whatever wears the armour, or name the armour by its heraldry — Tycho Brahe made the case: "Footwork is just grammar for the body." The party chose to harvest the spout.
🗿 The alchemist bottles what drips from a gargoyle spout, dripping: 20 gold.
🛡️ The order settles with Tycho Brahe at the head of it: whatever comes, comes to them.
The dungeon itself turns hostile. The party must brace together or scatter. Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around. A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible.
They might have chosen to brace together, or scatter and regroup — Kenelm Digby made the case: "I've studied every trap in the codex. This one's new. Wonderful." The party chose to sift the rubble.
🪨 The party sifts a fall of rubble: 13 gold.
A goblin toll-gang holds the room (attack 10, health 24). The party must decide how to get past it. A boulder sits at the top of a slope, held by a wedge of rotten timber. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind.
They might have chosen to accept the duel, or negotiate the terms — Isabella Cortese made the case: "If it smokes, it works. If it screams, it works better." The party chose to push past him.
💨 He does not stop them, exactly. He simply takes a toll on the way past, one at a time, and the party is still strung out single file when the passage opens. 5 damage.
✚ Tycho Brahe is opened up badly enough that the delve will keep it: 11 is as whole as they get until town. The Reckless do not stop to bind anything, and more of it stays with them.
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible. Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around.
They might have chosen to disarm the trap, or push through and take the hit — Johannes Trithemius made the case: "The lock's a three-pin Herrengrave. The book was wrong about them. I'm not." The party chose to sift the rubble.
🪨 The party sifts a fall of rubble: 13 gold.
A treasure chest sits in the room. It may hold gold; it may be a mimic. A silvered mirror leans against the wall, and it shows the room more honestly than the room does. Somebody stacked supplies here and never came back for them.
They might have chosen to observe every detail, or divine what is hidden here — Tycho Brahe made the case: "Last one in buys the ale!" The party chose to search the room methodically.
🔎 Systematic searching reveals a cache in the oldest stones. Not as rich as it might have been, but real. +20 gold, +14 score. 🎓 Three disciplines on one problem, none of them guessing: +25 renown.
🕳️ Kenelm Digby finds a hidden door into the burial wing. Behind it: burial niches, most of them open. Its rooms join the route.
A shrine. Resting here heals the party; the gold leaf on the altar could be stripped instead. A font holds water that has been still a long time and is somehow clean. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind.
They might have chosen to rest and heal, or strip the gold leaf — Kenelm Digby made the case: "I disarm faster when it's already ticking." The party chose to fill the waterskins.
⛲ The party fills its waterskins at a stone font of still water: 3 health healed.
A gelatinous horror holds the room (attack 10, health 37). The party must decide how to get past it. Plate and chitin cover it: the party's blows do 2 less damage each round. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5). Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around. A sarcophagus stands against the wall with its lid slightly wrong.
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or fall back — Isabella Cortese made the case: "Don't burn the carcass — half my income is in the glands." The party chose to sift the rubble.
🪨 The party sifts a fall of rubble: 13 gold.
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around.
They might have chosen to disarm the trap, or push through and take the hit — Johannes Trithemius made the case: "I've studied every trap in the codex. This one's new. Wonderful." The party chose to bypass it with a utility spell.
The party files through and leaves the room behind.
A hidden vault, stacked with treasure. Vaults always hold something beyond coin.
They might have chosen to inspect it first, or leave it alone — Tycho Brahe made the case: "I read a treatise on this maneuver. Chapter three. Brace." The party chose to loot the treasure.
💰 The party loots the chest: 129 gold. 🍀 Also in the hoard: a tarnished luck-charm (+1 mind), now worn by Johannes Trithemius.
A connecting corridor. Nothing blocks the way; the party moves through.
They might have chosen to read the correspondences, or work the planetary sequence — Kenelm Digby made the case: "I already know which part of it sells." The party chose to read the metals.
⚗️ Each sign is its metal, and the metals want touching in the order of their melting. +15 gold, +30 score. 🎓 It is answered from three directions at once and stays answered: +25 renown.
A library. The party can study here to learn spells. Shelves sag under books nobody has audited in a century. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind.
They might have chosen to reconstruct the mosaic from memory, or imagine what the image should be — Isabella Cortese made the case: "Gold in, gold out — that's the whole science." The party chose to recognize the mosaic.
📖 This is a map of the crypt of San Severino. You know its layout from history. The path forward is obvious. +18 score. 🎓 Everything this asks for, the party happens to have brought: +25 renown.
A shrine. Resting here heals the party; the gold leaf on the altar could be stripped instead. A font holds water that has been still a long time and is somehow clean. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind.
They might have chosen to sing the third harmony, or attune the resonances — Johannes Trithemius made the case: "My fingers itch. That means gold, or a rash." The party chose to strip the gold leaf.
⛏️ The party strips 30 gold of leaf from the altar. The next disaster will hit harder for it.
🕯️ The lantern is burning low: oil for 2 more marches.
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. A tripwire runs up the wall to a bell: an alarm trap. Little damage, but the next monster will be warned (+2 attack). A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible. Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around.
They might have chosen to solve the progression, or read the dust — Tycho Brahe made the case: "Last one in buys the ale!" The party chose to cross in order.
🎯 One at a time, weight where the weight has already been tested. Slow, sound, and the party is in single file at the far end. +18 score. 🎓 Three disciplines on one problem, none of them guessing: +25 renown.
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. A tripwire runs up the wall to a bell: an alarm trap. Little damage, but the next monster will be warned (+2 attack). Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around. A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible.
They might have chosen to disarm the trap, or search for a way around — Kenelm Digby made the case: "I've studied every trap in the codex. This one's new. Wonderful." The party chose to push through and take the hit.
💥 The party pushes through the trap, taking 1 damage. 🏮 The Everburning Lantern showed the pressure plates: 1 less damage. 🪶 Feather Step takes the party's weight off the floor: 3 less damage from anything underfoot. 🔔 The alarm rings through the dungeon: the next monster will attack with +2.
🕯️ Someone checks the reservoir and does not like the answer: oil for 1 more march.
The boss chamber. The Ogre King Under the Stair waits at its center (attack 28, health 77); killing it clears the dungeon. Plate and chitin cover it: the party's blows do 2 less damage each round. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind. A brazier burns in its bracket — nobody has been here to feed it, and it burns anyway.
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or fall back — the Scholarly argued from what the books say about this. The party chose to put it down the crack in the floor.
🌑 The party works the monster to the edge and puts it into a crack across the floor: 21 damage on the way down. ☠️ Even so, the Ogre King Under the Stair beats the party down. 🩸 Isabella Cortese takes the worst of it: 13 of the party's 60. 📐 The party meets it standing as the last room left them. 🔔 The alarm tripped earlier warned it: the monster attacks with +2 this fight. 🗡️ The daggers land before the argument starts: nothing comes back in the first round. 💚 Mending Word closes Johannes Trithemius's wounds mid-fight: 9 healed in round 4, then 5 a round while it holds. 🎒 3 more preparations hold besides — the ledger keeps them.
☠️ Tycho Brahe falls. The party's fighter is dead; the 3 still standing march on.
☠️ Kenelm Digby falls. The party's rogue is dead; the 2 still standing march on.
☠️ Isabella Cortese falls. The party's alchemist is dead; one of them is still standing.
☠️ Johannes Trithemius falls. The party's rogue is dead, and there is nobody left to carry them out.
The party is wiped out in the Old Delve. The dead: Tycho Brahe, Kenelm Digby, Isabella Cortese, Johannes Trithemius. Rooms cleared: 14.
Regenerate this exact delve:
npm run simulate -- --seed log-nightmare-7