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Curious. Prota slimes back to the slab arranging himself around two of its edges, careful not to allow his tension to break, hoping to determine if, as he suspects, the entirety of these caves is sat atop an underground river.

Sliding under the door Prota bubbles to the others of has moderate shape shifting ability and the fact that he is and acid slime capable of dissolving most anything save the densest of metals and for some reason wax. And of his fear of himself dissolving in water for he heard tales as a young puddle of slimes that had entered lakes and rivers never to be heard from again.

Roused by the call for adventure, the contents of a nearby tankard pours itself over the brim and off the table to come to a mostly human form. "Monster infested you say?" it gurgles. "I would quite enjoy a good meal and some exercise after such a restful nap. Monsters happen to satisfy both those needs. Where again did you say to offer service?"

Prota comes to a stop in the center of the room stilling his fluid mass to feel the air and ground for strange vibrations.

growing more voracious with every feeding Prota sloshes into the room, tasting the pools as it passes in the hopes of blood and and gore to further swell its size.

"I will take the front." bubbles the green blue puddle around the parties feet, rising slightly to become little more than a lump in the road. " It will be easier to consume the beasts from the front."

Bewildered by the sudden burst of light from the doorway Prota splashes to the floor below and pools amid the debris of stone and chain. Feeling for the vibrations around it.

stretching up out from the hole, Prota oozes through the open door, greedily devouring the corpses of the fallen spiders in the corridor and growing as each dissolves. catching up to the rest of the party he bubbles about the strange flow toward the west and the room beneath the slab.