While exploring the ruins of the forlorn tower, the party was beset by a group of enemies, one of which was a many tentacled slime which climbed from a dark pit. So what’s an Adventurer to do?
We threw them all back in the hole.
Out they came, (having suffered some falling damage) teeth knashing, eyes blazing, howling for our blood…
So we pushed them in the hole again.
This went on for some time, until Err II, proud barbarian warrior, grew tired of the shenanigans of the rest of the party.
And promptly threw himself in the hole.
The enemies fell soon after.