Yep, Erucidar is a Gabe-ism of Pellucidar. As soon as I decided I wanted dinosaurs in my campaign (because of the prehistoric nature of a land existing inviolate beneath a glacier ever since Earthfall, and because of at least one player character who is really into dinosaurs) I took some time to read Edgar Rice Burroughs’s At the Earth’s Core. (Mini-critique: I couldn’t believe that at one point of the novel the heroes flay a dead Mahar — a dragon-type — crawl into its body, and make their escape by puppeteering their Mahar-suit with poles and whatnot!)
What did I do with my players in Dinoland? Well, I had them fight dinosaurs, of course! That’s what Rahjin’s player really wanted to do, and that’s why he really didn’t want to have to play a different character for three weeks or so while his troll got body modifications. But when I, Jurassic Park-style, beset their camp one early morning with a rampaging herd of prehistoric camelids being pursued by raptors who were in turn being pursued by a T-Rex, the troll promptly learned that he wasn’t up to facing a T-Rex. He ended up within the T-Rex’s jaws. He was about to be swallowed whole. Some quick internet research revealed that he would not survive this — the carnivore’s stomach acid would knock out the troll’s regeneration. Tabi, the Kitsune “Order of the Beast” Cavalier/Hunter, cast a spell that made the T-Rex able to speak the party’s language. Then she spent a Hero Point to change his attitude from Hostile. Reeling from the effects of having consciousness suddenly invade his reptilian brain, the T-Rex sought answers from the party. Then it decided to pack up with them for a bit.
There were encounters, one of which I showcased in a GM’s discussion earlier in this blog. But the jungle exploration didn’t get real interesting until I gave the players a scroll of “Tree Stride” as loot in a Giant Tarantula’s den. Dromar Hero Pointed the ability to learn it, transcribe it into his spell book, and then create scrolls for everyone in the party, including the NPCs, to traverse the jungle as far as it would go (this proved to be as far as a giant chasm separating the jungle from volcanic mountains). Narrative-wise, I was okay with this development: the Irminsul, which dwells at the center of Erucidar, blesses the whole land with the spores of Erastil’s Shot; mushrooms in some theories account for the origins of consciousness; information transfers readily in this realm but not outside of it.
At the edge of the jungle the PCs were noticed by Apemen sentries. Their alarm brought two Girallons. Of course Dromar wanted to go talk to the Girallon leader. The Girallons brought him into the center of the jungle while the Apemen and two additional Girallons looked over the PCs who didn’t seem as inclined to evil as Dromar and therefore were not as well received. Continue reading