Among the Fungus
This guardroom has fallen victim to rampant fungal growth. The furniture is mostly gone, dissolved by the creeping mushrooms. The air is heady with drifting spores. The smell is... surprisingly not unpleasant, actually.
I guess this is what happens when you leave a mushroom sandwich in your lunchbox for forty or fifty years. See, people? This is why we have rules.
|Break off some choice bits|
You pick some of the more edible-looking members of the occupying mushroom army.
|You acquire an item: stinking agaricus|
I was just kidding. There aren't any choice bits, because one of your clanmates already took them.
|Roll around in it|
You roll around on the mushroom-covered floor until you've stirred up a sufficient number of spores to completely engulf you.
|You acquire an effect: Spore-Wreathed|
(duration: 100 Adventures)
|Leave the shroom|
You're an amiable enough person, but you don't want anything to do with these mushrooms. You head back the way you came in.