Adventure 2 - Cleaning House

Facing the Owl-faced octobeast we planted our feet squarely and then charged.
Our strongest warriors charged the beast and our rogues and mages attacked the attendants. Our skill as a fighting group is proven again as we quickly dispatch the cultists.

We riffled through their corpses and found some amulets and collected them up. More precious treasure to fund our adventuring.

In all of our travels we still have not found any clue of the kidnapped villagers. We go from room to room, hallway to hallway and find nothing but fights.

Just when we thought every room was going to be of no interest we came upon a spacious room with a vast maze covering the floor.
Stostine called upon her god and was told that the room permeated with magic. Since we didn't know the source of it we advanced cautiously, wary of traps.
Old Mac untethered one of his chickens and urged it forward ahead of us. The chicken walked out onto the black and white floor maze and with a sudden electric pop the bird flew up into the air and feathers flew in every direction.
Right, a deadly maze.
Now a tiny bit wiser, Sigorn decided to walk the maze, staying only on the white and trying to avoid touching the black. He kept wincing in pain and grimacing in agony. He reached the other side and told us he saw doors, but that he didn't want to come back as the process hurt to much.
So the rest of us traveled over the maze. When we reached Sigorn Stostine layed her hands upon him and he was healed.

United as a group, we opened the doors and stepped through. With each person passing through the portico they disappeared from sight. We all found ourselves in a new room, it too containing a maze, and on opposite sides of the room we saw doors. Knowing the maze to be dangerous, we opened the door behind us and passed through it.
We found ourselves in a hallway with a few rooms that proved to be bunk rooms. So we kept walking forward.

We came into a large room with a door opposite us, and immediately before the door stood a giant toad, blocking our way. He didn't make any threatening moves and so we called out to him. His answer came as a thought in our minds.
He said he knew our thoughts and that he could only let those who served his master to pass. We took the chance and told this toad that we did serve his master.
In our minds we heard that he knew the lie.
The toad turned his head and looked at the bothers, Skel and Sigorn, and just then Sigorn stooped down and gripped his head, as though a thousand voices screamed out in pain and once and were silenced.
The Toad looked from person to person, saying nothing but a few more curled up in pain.
Surely the toad must have known our thoughts, known that when something blocks our path we strike at it, and so it struck first.
Some of us had succumbed to no pain and they charged.
Stostines dog ran up and bit the toad. With a smack the toad hit the dog with it's tongue and pinned it down. Battlebeard was next to strike and he sheared through the toads tongue and sunk his battle axe deep into the toads body. Old Mac took a vicious strike from the murky monster but Stostine laid her hands on him and he was healed.
Once again we quickly dispatched our foe. As the toad died the body turned into magic and floated away.

We shall soon find out what secrets the toad was protecting.