|Perilous Jack knows this will not be easy.|
The cloud of mist swirling around the Red Orb will make it difficult, if not impossible, to approach the creature, not to mention the fact that it hovers in the air above a pit. Nevertheless, he does have a pouchful of magic items that could make the task possible. He withdraws a few steps and examines the contents of the Pouch of Ghrul.
Of all the equipment he carries, a Fire Flower seems the best bet – it is not as priceless as a Flake of the Eld-Star, and will allow him to fight the creature at a distance without risking the loss of the Dancing Dagger of Danzibar. The power of the Fire Flower he used to burn the Walking Stumps is fading; he swallows another and shudders as the magical blossom transforms his body. Suddenly flames dance at the tips of his fingers and roar through his mind. With savage glee, he flings fireball after fireball into the pit, laughing as they detonate against the Red Orb.
Yet it seems he has miscalculated. Through the haze of smoke and the flash of detonating fireballs, he is astonished to see the Red Orb, seemingly undamaged and swelling to enormous proportions, rising from the Pit. Too late, it occurs to him that the creature’s red coloration may indicate an affinity for flame . . .
The first tendrils of red vapor reach for him . . . he scrabbles in the Pouch of Ghrul for the Flake of the Eld-Star, but the tendrils have already wrapped him. The hand grasping at the Flake begins to burn and steam in the acidic vapor, and the Flake tumbles from his grip, lost in the red mist. The vapor swirls all around, and all he can see is red . . .
Although Perilous Jack acknowledges that what comes next will be painful, he has too much pride to admit that it will be . . .
or continue the adventure in Perilous Jack in the Land of Death.