Return to the temple of elemental evil ECL 4: 1 factoteum 3 duskblade, entry # 3

After clearing out the cockatrices and clearing most of the dungeon while trying to play Coombaya with a drum and chimes trying to open the obelisk basin , an adventurer who didn't last long enough to remember the name appeared.

He came with us onto the platform where all 5 of us fit until we hit a black shaft pillars into a long dark cavern. The pillar seemed to have drained the half orc trying t walk across it, trying to get onto another life. This new addition very unwise to him and jeopardizing the whole party, jumped over 10 feet onto the lift throwing trustee Grom off the 2nd lift into the dark abyss below. Dammm!!! We all exclaimed a drell came out of nowhere trying to get cuddly with our new clumsy ass addition. We all decided to hurry along the second lift w/o taking much precautions in hope to arrive early enough to save our friend thrown off below. Drastic measures where taken and we let go off the lift with our combined weight on it and trying toi muster or accumulated drained strength halt the rope. Next thing I remember was the sweet melody of the dark where I saw one of my oldest relative Baron SaviorSelf reach his dreaded blighted fingers of the grave from high on top of a spectral steed saying come here and join us on our death parade. Thinking I grabbed his hand instead it was the cleric's who I guess healed me to fighting strength again but with a shit ton of broken things i could feel. Along with a nefarious figure trying to swallow a position of flight  I believe. Well that wasn't happening so I tripped his ass then proceed to knock his ass into the my great relatives death parade.

Seemingly everyone was fine but the new guy who lead us into his dangerous and ridiculous predicament in the first place. I call that poetic justice. And with the clerics rite send buried him .
I don't think great relative will invite him to join the death parade/death march since he would be too clumsy to march to the drummer's beat, you could say that he hops to the beat of his own demise .Hahaha.

Thank the Wombat that he has given me such a competent ally as this cleric to save the day , and that you have not yet abandoned me Oh Great Wombat who keeps me and my ancestor cozy and saint with the fur of protection and pelt of knowledge.