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I escaped from the Dungeon of Reverancepavane!

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Well, what was I going to do with a Freyaw the Dragon and Davefreer the Demon Lord guarding both ends of a passageway? Of course I could pray some more at the Altar of Kreggan, but he is rather flighty in nature. I must introduce my dungeon designers to the concepts of intersections and rooms with more than two doors in them. Although it does remind me of one of my first dungeons, which was set up to defend my Heart (which in the function of all inhuman sorcerors I had removed from my body and hidden in a dungeon to keep it safe). We had extensive rules on the design of the dungeon. There had to be a safe path to the Treasure (an object that could defeat our alter-egos in the campaign) and we could use no guardians that might be able to use the Treasure against ourselves without giving them some reason to be unable or unwilling to do so (a benefit to the goody-two-shoes types). Fortuneately the Treasures were immune to magical location or divination, so nobody realised my Heart was located behind a loose stone in the wall above the dungeon entrance, making the entire dungeon a death-trap. Most of the parties celebrated getting maps of the "safe" path through the labyrinth at the start of the dungeon. It actually became so profitable that the Palace Guard Orcs actually set up a small fair at the entrance of the dungeon selling souvenier gold-pieces, "I survived the dungeon" tee-shirts, absolutely correct and utterly safe maps (and maybe a few that were not so safe), second-hand adventuring supplies (slightly dented), bargain-basement holy water (don't ask), a dwarven steam-powered merry-go-round and calliope, and the infamous Elvish Delight All-Vegetarian Restaurant ("we serve elves") run by Gobbledok the Troll. This eventually led to the standard in my campaigns of Orcs actually being fairly decent guys, albiet with the reputation of your typical used-chariot salesperson. It's the Elves you really had to watch out for ["Nasty pointy-eared vermin!]