easy · 12 rooms · came back · seed log-easy-76
3 damage, a march of oil spent clearing the rubble, and what is left is a hole the party can only go through one at a time.
The line this delve would be retold by.
11 of 12 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. | Giordano Bruno carries it (7 mentions against 4); 4/4 named |
| met | Rooms should be in the order they are for a reason. | 2 of 12 rooms answer an earlier one (17%) |
| met | Something must go wrong, and it should be legible when it does. | 8 rooms cost the party something |
| met | If every room is a beat, no room is. | the loudest room runs 2.0× the median (peak 4, median 2) |
| met | A choice reads as a choice only when the alternatives are named. | 12 of 12 deliberations name a road not taken |
| n/a | A death is only worth reading if the dead had a line first. | nobody fell |
| met | Name the thing and state the number. | 11 of 12 resolutions state a number |
| met | The party should not argue in one voice. | 4 distinct voices across 12 deliberations |
| met | No sentence should appear twice in one delve, verbatim. | every effect line is said once |
| missed | The boss should get to be a boss. | the boss died without acting — the delve has no climax |
| 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 4, back half 6 |
| met | The ending should answer the delve it ended. | the epitaph names somebody who went down |
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. Scorch marks fan out from a seam in the floor: a fire trap. A frost spell can blunt it. A bed of rusted spikes stands out of the floor, most of them still upright. A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible.
They might have chosen to solve the progression, or read the dust — Giordano Bruno made the case: "Magic is prayer with better handwriting." 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. 🎓 Somebody checks the work who is qualified to: +10 renown.
🛡️ The order settles with Cornelius Agrippa at the head of it: whatever comes, comes to them.
A connecting corridor. Nothing blocks the way; the party moves through.
They might have chosen to appraise the three chests, or read the maker's mark — Simon Forman made the case: "Candles first. Then courage." The party chose to pick the chest that was opened before.
👁️ That faint scratch tells the story: this chest was opened, tested, and resealed. The real prize. +30 gold, +18 score. 🎓 Nobody here is the person you would send. It shows, by 10 renown.
A fire vent meets the cavern ice: a scalding steam blast fills the room. The party must brace together or scatter.
They might have chosen to scatter and regroup — Cornelius Agrippa made the case: "My shield has a saint on it. She's watching. Form up." The party chose to brace together.
🌋 The party braces together and rides it out: 5 damage taken.
A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor holds the room (attack 2, health 4). The party must decide how to get past it. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5). A boulder sits at the top of a slope, held by a wedge of rotten timber. A silvered mirror leans against the wall, and it shows the room more honestly than the room does.
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or fall back — Giordano Bruno made the case: "I asked permission for this spell. Twice." The party chose to open with a combat spell.
🔥 Cause Fear opens the fight, softening the monster before the first blow. ⚔️ A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor is dead before the party closes: it never gets a round. 📐 The party meets it standing as the last room left them. 🔪 Six knives arrive before the party does: 4 damage before the first round. 🗡️ The daggers land before the argument starts: nothing comes back in the first round. 🎒 3 more preparations hold besides — the ledger keeps them.
A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor holds the room (attack 2, health 4). The party must decide how to get past it. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5). A brazier burns in its bracket — nobody has been here to feed it, and it burns anyway. An anvil sits under a dead forge, still true.
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or sneak past — Giordano Bruno made the case: "I asked permission for this spell. Twice." The party chose to fall back.
💨 The party retreats, taking 2 damage on the way out. The room stays hostile; they will have to try it again.
🚶 The party looks into the flooded wing (a floor that slopes down into standing water) and keeps to the main route.
Back through the same door, for the second time. Nothing here has forgotten them. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5).
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or fall back — Giordano Bruno made the case: "Magic is prayer with better handwriting." The party chose to open with a combat spell.
🔥 Cause Fear opens the fight, softening the monster before the first blow. ⚔️ A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor is dead before the party closes: it never gets a round. 🔪 Six knives arrive before the party does: 4 damage before the first round. 🗡️ The daggers land before the argument starts: nothing comes back in the first round. 🎒 2 more preparations hold besides — the ledger keeps them.
A shrine. Resting here heals the party; the gold leaf on the altar could be stripped instead. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind. A font holds water that has been still a long time and is somehow clean.
They might have chosen to strip the gold leaf, or move on — Simon Forman made the case: "We are exactly where we are meant to be. Regrettably." The party chose to rest and heal.
🕯️ The party rests at the shrine: 9 health healed per member.
A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor holds the room (attack 2, health 4). The party must decide how to get past it. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5). A sarcophagus stands against the wall with its lid slightly wrong. Half the ceiling is on the floor, in pieces worth stepping around.
They might have chosen to fall back, or sneak past — Cornelius Agrippa made the case: "My shield has a saint on it. She's watching. Form up." The party chose to stand and fight.
🪄 Giordano Bruno uses the Wand of Embers — Meteor Fall: 8 damage before round one. ⚔️ A cinder imp wearing a snowball like armor is killed before it can strike back. The party takes no damage. 🔪 Six knives arrive before the party does: 4 damage before the first round. 🗡️ The daggers land before the argument starts: nothing comes back in the first round. 🎒 4 more preparations hold besides — the ledger keeps them.
A trap blocks the corridor. The party must disarm it, avoid it, or take the hit. Scorch marks fan out from a seam in the floor: a fire trap. A frost spell can blunt it.
They might have chosen to disarm the trap, or search for a way around — Giordano Bruno made the case: "Magic is prayer with better handwriting." The party chose to push through and take the hit.
💥 The party pushes through the trap, taking 7 damage.
✚ Cornelius Agrippa takes a wound that will not close down here. Healing can bring them back to 12, no further, until town. The Devout tend what the dungeon opens: fewer blows leave a mark that stays.
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. A bed of rusted spikes stands out of the floor, most of them still upright.
They might have chosen to disarm the trap, or push through and take the hit — Giordano Bruno made the case: "I asked permission for this spell. Twice." The party chose to bypass it with a utility spell.
The party files through and leaves the room behind.
A library. The party can study here to learn spells. Pillars break the room into aisles — something to fight behind. Shelves sag under books nobody has audited in a century.
They might have chosen to reconstruct the mosaic from memory, or imagine what the image should be — Cornelius Agrippa made the case: "The body is a temple. Mine's a fortress." The party chose to break through the wall.
💥 The wall yields to force and the ceiling comes with it. 3 damage, a march of oil spent clearing the rubble, and what is left is a hole the party can only go through one at a time.
🕯️ Someone checks the reservoir and does not like the answer: oil for 2 more marches.
The boss chamber. The Mad Pyromancer, delighted someone flammable came waits at its center (attack 5, health 11); killing it clears the dungeon. It flinches from the cold: weak to frost (frost damage ×1.5). A brazier burns in its bracket — nobody has been here to feed it, and it burns anyway. A pit takes up a third of the floor. The bottom is not visible.
They might have chosen to stand and fight, or fall back — Johannes Trithemius made the case: "Even locks answer to providence. I just expedite." The party chose to shove it into the pit.
🕳️ The party shoves the monster into an open pit: 10 damage, and it has to climb back out. ⚔️ The Mad Pyromancer, delighted someone flammable came is finished before it can strike back. 📐 The party meets it standing as the last room left them. 🔪 Six knives arrive before the party does: 4 damage before the first round. 🗡️ The daggers land before the argument starts: nothing comes back in the first round. 🎒 4 more preparations hold besides — the ledger keeps them.
🕯️ The lantern dies with the party still under the hill. No more light to carry.
the Ice Caverns of the Mad Pyromancer is cleared: the boss is dead and the party walks out. Survivors: Giordano Bruno, Simon Forman, Cornelius Agrippa, Johannes Trithemius. Rooms cleared: 12. Trophies carried out: 4 (latest: 🔥 the Exile's Working).
Regenerate this exact delve:
npm run simulate -- --seed log-easy-76