Firebolt Into the Stalagmite Wakes a Black Pudding
The party debates webbing shut a hole-riddled stalagmite before Barzer decides to Firebolt the bottom hole instead. The blast reveals a sleeping black pudding, and combat erupts on the spot.
The stalagmite is twenty feet tall and pockmarked with holes, and nobody at the table trusts it. The party kicks around options — web it shut, leave it alone, poke it from a distance — before Barzer settles the debate the same way he settled the barrel: with fire.
"I am going to cast firebolt inside the bottom hole," he says.
It's not a barrel of firewater this time. It's worse. The blast doesn't destroy anything hidden inside the rock — it wakes it up. A black pudding, coiled somewhere in that hollowed-out stalagmite the whole time, comes surging out the moment the bolt connects.
"This is what you just woken up," Reece says, and initiative gets rolled before anyone's fully processed it. Selena is already locked in. "Holy shit, Selena's fucking rockin' it."
Firebolt Into the Stalagmite Wakes a Black Pudding