Alas, poor Pansy died of STENCH after being sprayed by a hideous mutant garbage-skunk and then failing more than six saving throws in a row. They left most of her in a cast-iron bathtub, surrounded by great hills of trash, a few goblin corpses and lots of giant cockroaches.
Now the survivors are riding in the hopper of a biomechanical elephant-mantis — to where? They don't know. Away from here, and that's good enough for now.
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