The Minecraft Travelogue: The Goroth Temple: Days 113-114

Seven witches are destroying this world by raising an army of undead warriors. My job is to hunt and kill them. Perhaps killing these witches will restore balance to the world.

Six witches have been slayed: one more remains.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Day 113

The crops were plenty bountiful, and now it was time to resume my quest. I still had one more witch to kill, and that would not happen if I stayed in peace forever.

I ripped up two rows of crops, saving the seeds for another emergency. I left two rows in place to aid the next traveler. If you give to the land, the land will also give to you.

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My gear packed, I closed the doors of my house and set off into the sand. It felt good to ride again, and Lightning more than appreciated the freedom.

While riding along the coast, I found a school of squid, a least a dozen popping in and out of the water. Too bad they were no good to eat.

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While this landscape may have been nearly inhospitable, it was beautiful.

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I didn’t ride long before I started seeing patches of grass, and then sand. Such irregularities in the environment could only mean one thing: I was on the edge of a new landscape! I had high hopes of finding people again. Seventy-six days have passed since I’ve talked to a real human person. These months at sea, on islands, and in the desert have probably made me a tad crazed in the brain.

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By nightfall, I left the rocky desert for a sandy one.

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And not long after that, I found grassland! I’ve looked at cacti for too long! Grass and trees, these are what I’ve missed!

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This land was brimming with life. I found chickens, and cattle, and sheep!

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My sword hand grew lustful with desire. I needed feathers for arrows, cow hide for book bindings, and meat for energy (bread provides only a kind of sustenance). But tonight I killed nothing. I was too enraptured with the sight of so much life!

Now that I was in the grasslands again, I wondered if people would be nearby. Was there another town, anywhere I could go?

Sure enough. By 3 a.m. I saw the light of a small desert village, Goroth.

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Day 114

As usual, I found the town overrun with monsters. A few slices of my sword ended their threat, and the town welcomed me.

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These townspeople were deceived. They thought I was on their side, was here to support them, but then I found this:

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A witch’s temple! I’ve never seen a temple constructed inside a town before! Crops grew in the temple’s backyard! These people were clearly allied with a witch, perhaps the final witch in my quest.

These people didn’t know who I was. I was the Witch Slayer, and this temple was coming down.

First I raided the temple. Witches never change. They always hide their treasure in the same spot. More important than a few bars of gold, however, was the TNT hidden beneath.

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I’d been carrying stacks of TNT with me for quite a while now. With the TNT of this place, I had more than enough material to blow this temple apart.

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As I worked, the townspeople paid me no mind. They assumed I’d entered the temple to worship at the feet of her filthiness. What a surprise awaited them when the TNT finally detonated!

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Small sections of the temple remained, but this is how I liked it. I wanted the ruins to be a reminder to the witches and all of their supporters: do not corrupt this world any longer.

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A lone villager surveyed the ruins. He seemed in shock, unable to comprehend how his religion had come crumbling down.

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Perhaps I was a little too zealous for justice. Maybe these people weren’t ready to unplug from the witch’s coven.

The Minecraft Travelogue: The Wheat Field: Days 101-112

Seven witches are destroying this world by raising an army of undead warriors. My job is to hunt and kill them. Perhaps killing these witches will restore balance to the world.

Six witches have been slayed: one more remains.

After journeying to a barren place of sand and rock, I ran out of food, and was on the edge of starvation.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Day 104

Near Floating Rock was a pond, the perfect place to cultivate my wheat. I filled it in, using dirt I dug up from under the water.

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Soil is difficult to find in this land of baked clay.

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After making many trips below the surface, I finally found enough material.

I hoed the ground, and planted all of my seeds on a hope, and by day’s end they were growing.

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The next question is: would I grow enough wheat before I starved to death?

At nightfall, I saw a spider on the distant mesa and went inside.

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I couldn’t risk a fight in my condition. If I got injured, my death would be accelerated. I was getting very hungry and only had one loaf of bread left. I’d like to kill skeletons, to use their bones as fertilizer, but it was too risky. Maybe in the morning I will search for dead skeletons instead.

Day 105

At sunrise, I found a gold plated zombie rampaging through my fields. He was difficult to fight, especially in my weakened condition, but I killed him without a scratch.

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Unfortunately, this fight added to my hunger and exhaustion. I searched all morning for skeleton bones, but no success.

I finally planted a couple saplings. Maybe these oak trees will sprout and provide apples to tide me over until the wheat grows.

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The tree sprouted, but it was sickly and gray. This wasn’t going to work, I thought. I chopped it down, and it yielded two saplings, but no apples. I immediately planted another, hoping the apples would come soon.

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I went to bed hungry, one unit of hunger left. Soon my stomach would start eating itself. My crops were coming along nicely. I should have wheat by tomorrow.

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Day 106

I waited. And waited. I grew delirious under the hot desert sun. When would these crops grow? Was the sun too hot for them?

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I’ve died before, but not like this. Not like this. I could see my death coming days away, and yet everything in my power did little to stave it off. Once the pangs of hunger grew too great to bear, I would consume my last loaf of bread.

I held it like a lifeline, tempted to eat it immediately, but I had to wait.

The crops were growing tall, but they hovered at the peak of maturity.

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Finally, just was I was ready to go to bed (maybe for the last time), one crop of wheat matured. But I needed three to make bread.

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Day 107

And then I could stand it no more. My stomach was consuming itself, and I had to act quickly to prevent permanent damage to my body. I ravenously consumed the last loaf of bread. Would the rest of this wheat mature soon?

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By the end of the day, I had more bread. I made the loaf and consumed it immediately, still hot from the oven, burning my mouth and fingers. I needed at least two more loaves before I could begin healing. The crops were maturing faster now.

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Day 108

To pass the time while my crops grew, I collected as many cacti as I could, grafted them together, and built a cactus 16 meters tall. Let this be a warning to all who attack: you will get stuck.

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I even hurt myself building it, but by afternoon, I had enough wheat and bread to heal fully.

At night, I decided to hunt skeletons for bones. Their bones, crushed into bone meal, would provide excellent fertilizer for my crops.

I hunted two skeletons and got two bones, good for six bone meals.

Then I was attacked by zombies! I made it back to my house while a baby zombie, creeper, and villager zombie stood outside. I was safe, but they would still be here in the morning.

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Days 109-112

Time passed slowly while I waited for my crops to grow. My hunger was neutralized for the moment, but who knew how long this desert went on? I needed to have a very large stockpile of bread, to prepare for any outcome.

Fortunately, each new mature batch of wheat yielded more seeds, sometimes only enough to replenish the vacant square, but frequently extra seed as well. My field was slowly expanding, and soon I was on a third row!

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Each day the cycle was the same: plant wheat, harvest wheat, plant more seeds, bake bread.

Sometimes I took Lightning for a walk, but there was nothing to see.

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After nine days at Floating Rock, I think I finally had enough wheat. I harvested as much as I could, and didn’t till any more soil. All four rows were full. Now I was storing seed as well as bread, which will come in handy should I ever find myself in this situation again.

Tomorrow I will resume my quest.

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Author’s Note: Thanks for everybody who has commented on these Travelogue posts! I know it’s been far too long since the last post: as you may have gleaned from this post, my journey hit a wall–lack of food–that took me quite a few hours to recover from! Needless to say, things got a little boring for a moment there! But now I’m back on track, and I intend to finish this first season. Only one witch remains! I’m already plotting ideas for Season Two, so keep reading. I appreciate the support. ~Dennis

Halloween Dungeons and Dragons: Pumpkins and Prisons

My friends and brother enjoy playing Dungeons & Dragons, but unfortunately, we just can’t commit to a lengthy campaign. To satisfy this itch, this year I thought, Why not plan amazing one-shot adventures instead? Invest the time in creating a few really solid adventures instead of a drawn-out mediocre one?

The first one-shot: Pumpkins and Prisons, a Halloween adventure. We played the day after the holiday, everybody dressed in costume and eating candy. Here’s how the adventure went down.


This adventure was a mash-up (a Monster Mash-up) of Halloween movies and TV shows. I created six characters for the party of four to choose from, all drawn from media properties that seemed appropriately Halloween-y to me: Edward Scissorhands, Carrie from the Stephen King novel, the Bride of Frankenstein, Count von Count from Sesame Street, the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz, and Dreary the Dementor from Harry Potter. Carrie and the Bride ended up not being chosen.

I used a striped-down ruleset from 4th edition. All characters were level 1 with made-up classes. They had the standard ability scores and skills, speed, initiative, AC, and a basic weapon plus 3-4 special attacks. Characters sheets for each character are included at the end of the post.

With the characters out of the way, I had to plan the scenarios. Once again, drawing on classic Halloween stories from media properties, I planned a three-act adventure, taking rough 3.5 hours to play. I created some fun miniatures (pics to follow) and away we went!

The Set-Up

Being that each character is from a different fictional universe, I established a basic plot line to get them all in the same spot.

The Count was trying to go to sleep and was counting sheep, as usual. After he counted the 13th sheep, he could count no more! His mind went blank. He looked out his window at the full moon, which turned into an eye that winked at him. The eye became a portal and sucked him into another dimension.

The Scarecrow, having just received his diploma from the Wizard of Oz, watched in jubilation as the Wizard and Dorothy took off in the hot air balloon. What the viewer did not know, however, was that the Wizard created a rift in space-time so that he could travel back to Kansas. After the balloon passed through the rift, a backlash happened, sucking all manner of people and objects into the rift as well. The Scarecrow, being made of hay and extremely light, was sucked into this rift and flung to another dimension.

The Dementor used to work at Azkaban prison, but following the destruction of He Who Must Not Be Named, many Dementors were released or destroyed. Dreary escaped, wandering the world aimlessly  until he arrived in the world of Edward Scissorhands, along with the Count and the Scarecrow.

Scenario 1: Saving E.T.

Edward’s world is a colorful, pastel suburbia where everybody is happy. Our heroes are transported here following the events of the Edward Scissorhands movie. Edward has descended from his black castle after all and the city welcomes his presence. Our heroes meet on the streets of suburbia on Halloween night. Kids in costume are trick-or-treating, but suddenly, our heroes hear a cry for help.

Who should appear but E.T., the Extra Terrestrial. E.T. needs to go home, and points to Edward’s castle, above which is his spaceship, coming to save him. E.T. is running, though, from government officials: G-Men, in white plastic suits, are chasing after him. He requests help and safe passage from our heroes.

The goal? Get E.T. to the spaceship before the G-Men capture him. If the G-Men capture him and take him off the edge of the board, game over.

This scenario was a lot of fun, especially given the way the heroes were playing. Edward proved the most capable fighter, slaying three or four of the G-Men.

The Dementor had a few successful attacks, but was never able to pull off his Kiss of Death, which would suck the soul out of a living creature, turning them comatose.

The Scarecrow had a good run. His opening move was a haymaker punch, a punch so powerful his arm flies off in the process. He could always retrieve his arm and reattach it, but he never did. He finished the entire game with only one arm.

The Scarecrow also had an ability called Jelly Brains. The Scarecrow, having his diploma, was the smartest of the group. He could grab people, turn their brains into jelly, and then absorb their intelligence, increasing his overall intelligence stat by 1. Obviously this move is extremely unbalanced, but for a one-shot scenario, I included it just to see how big his brains would get. He jellied two of the G-Men’s brains.

The Count was having a terrible time. His abilities center around counting things, and dealing damage or healing based on what he counts. At one point, the Scarecrow summoned a murder of crows to scare away one of the G-Men. My players thought this would provoke an “opportunity count” for the Count, and I thought that was a great idea. The Count successfully counted the crows; now to determine how many he counted. I let him roll a 1d100, and whatever number he achieved, that’s how much he would heal his teammate, the Dementor.

Incredibly, he rolled a 9! That number is so low, not even enough to fully heal the Dementor. The players had such bad rolls this scenario, getting at least three critical misses, along with general misses for most of their attacks.

And the AC of the G-Men wasn’t even that high. I thought the G-Men were quite weak, actually, but my players just couldn’t hit them.

At two points the G-Men caught E.T. and dragged him closer to the edge of the board. One of the G-Men was getting frustrated, so he took out a pistol and shot at the Count, exploding his arm in a puff of cotton and foam. The second time he tried shooting the Count, he had a critical miss. His bullet strayed toward the G-Man holding E.T., and I rolled to see which would get hit. Unfortunately, the G-Man shot his partner, who died. My players concluded that the shooting G-Man was clearly the least intelligent of the bunch.

One other fun mechanic of this scenario was the trick-or-treaters themselves. Being that everybody was a monster, they could scare the kids, steal their candy, and then eat it to heal themselves. A successful scare allowed them to roll a 1d6 for candy corn, each corn healing 1 hit point. It was quite fun to describe what the trick-or-treaters were dressed as, and then what the monsters did to scare them.

Sometimes the trick-or-treaters ran away on their own. My players realized that with all the gore in the streets (mostly due to Edward’s slicing) would scare the kids off, so a few of them went in houses and disappeared from the board.

The other fun part about this mechanic is that the players had to use the OPPOSITE of their charisma scores for a roll modifier. These were monsters, so I thought, the less charismatic they were, the more successful they’d be at scaring kids. Edward and Dreary had negative charisma scores, so they got a bonus. The Scarecrow and the Count, however, were naturally very charismatic characters, so they weren’t as successful at scaring kids.

Eventually the G-Men were dispatched and E.T. went home. As his spaceship was leaving, it created another dimensional rift, which sucked our heroes away to the second scenario. My players decided to handle this scenario with brute force, but I had planned another possibility. I thought they would just grab E.T. and run to the castle. I also thought they would talk to E.T., and I planned on giving them all Reese’s Pieces as a reward, but no, they just let him walk to the spaceship on his own and leave without saying good-bye.

Scenario 2: Escape from Alcatraz

Our heroes found themselves in a prison, each in separate cells. They didn’t know much, but they knew they wanted to escape. Edward picked the lock of his cell (as he does in the movie), but failed the lock-pick on the Scarecrow’s cell, permanently breaking the lock.

Dreary tried to freeze the metal bars with his ice attack, but failed.

The Count, being a small muppet, slipped through the bars.

The Scarecrow tried calling for the guards, hoping he could bluff them out of their keys. The guards show up, and to everybody’s surprise, they are Gummi bears! The Scarecrow immediately abandoned his bluff and jellied the brains of one, causing the other to sound the alarm.

The warden entered the prison, Count Chocula, followed by his henchmen, Franken-Berry and Boo-Berry. Count Chocula asked the Scarecrow what was going on, but the Scarecrow immediately jellied his brains as well, something I wasn’t expecting. Now that the main villain of this scenario was stupified, I had to think of an appropriate response.

Count Chocula spills his plan, as all idiotic villains do. He says he is tired of being Lord of the Breakfast Cereal Mascots, and wants more power. So he recruited Franken-Berry and Boo-Berry, and then enslaved the Gummi bear race and the Sour Patch Kids race. As he was amassing his army, our heroes teleported into his world. He’d heard of their exploits, so he jailed them. After explaining his whole plan, he leaves the prison.

Eventually the heroes escape, and stupidly, decide it’s best to “split up” a la Scooby Doo. The Scarecrow and the Count leave one exit, Edward and Dreary the other. Edward and Dreary immediately set off the alarm. The heroes realize they are on Alcatraz prison, the “inescapable” prison. Sour Patch Kids and Gummi bears flood the courtyard.

The Scarecrow, now being much smarter, reads from that ancient tome, the Necronomicon. He doesn’t know what it does, but in this instance, it fuses three Sour Patch Kids into one super kid. The super kid attacked the Count and Scarecrow, but eventually they dispatch of him. The Scarecrow was badly hurt and retreated back to his prison cell.

Edward and Dreary dispatch some enemies, and eventually engage in combat with Count Chocula and his henchmen. Dreary finally succeeded in sucking the soul from somebody, leaving Franken-Berry a comatose mascot.

Count Chocula, badly hurt and bleeding chocolate, fled to Count von Count and appealed to him as one count to another, one fictional vampire to another. Count Chocula asked if the Count wanted to join him. Chocula identified (mistakenly) that the Count was the most powerful hero, and promised that, in exchange for his loyalty, the Count would get command over the entire Trolli enterprise, all the Gummi bears and Gummi worms and Peach-Os and Apple-Os. The Count seriously considered the offer, but decided to remain good.

The Dementor was disappointed, thinking that having the Gummi bear army on their side would be a huge advantage.

Eventually Boo-Berry and Count Chocula were killed, and the Sour Patch Kids and Gummi bears were freed from their slavery.

Once again, my players didn’t approach the scenario like I thought they would. As the battle progressed, I added more and more Sour Patch Kids and Gummi bears to the map, hoping they’d be overwhelmed by the odds. I hoped they would actually try to escape Alcatraz, and was curious if they would find a way to accomplish this task.

Instead, as before, they preferred to neutralize all threats instead!

The Sour Patch Kids and Gummi bears, released from Count Chocula’s slavery, assisted our heroes in finding a getaway boat. Another black portal opened in the distance. Our heroes entered it, hoping this would finally bring them home.

Scenario 3: The Great Pumpkin

Our heroes materialized into the world of Charles Schulz. The Peanuts gang was hanging around a pumpkin patch, a bonfire lighting the night. Charlie Brown encountered the party, explaining that everybody had finished trick-or-treating, but Linus was still waiting for the Great Pumpkin to arrive. Charlie Brown asked if our heroes could wait by the fire, just until Linus fell asleep.

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The Peanuts gang. Back row: Charlie Brown, Linus, Schroeder, Snoopy, Marcie. Front row: Lucy, Pigpen, Peppermint Patty, and Sally.

The Dementor, low on health, decided to scare Charlie Brown to take his candy. Dreary used its soul siphon scare tactic, which sucks the soul out of the child, but then puts it back in. Charlie Brown watched from above, a disembodied soul, as his body cowered helplessly below, skin turning white and wrinkled. As soon as Charlie Brown’s soul re-entered his body, he dropped his bag, having no idea what just happened, but knowing it was bad.

The joke, though, was on the Dementor. Charlie Brown’s candy bag was filled with rocks, as every house he went to gave him rocks instead of candy.

Suddenly, ghosts appeared in the pumpkin patch! The Boos from Super Mario Bros. surrounded our heroes, and slowly inched toward Linus.

Ping pong ball Boos

The heroes fought them off, scaring them away, dematerializing them with the Necronomicon, or dispelling them with their weapons. In the process of fighting the Boos, the Scarecrow read too greedily of the Necronomicon, opening a portal to the netherworld which sucked two Boos away…along with Schroeder and Snoopy.

The battle over, everybody looked toward Linus, who was chanting. The heroes realized too late that Linus wasn’t waiting for the Great Pumpkin: he was summoning the Great Pumpkin!

He turned his security blanket over and revealed an arcane pentagram, painted in the blood of the Little Red-Headed Girl.

Linus exclaimed, “For years, everybody laughed at me! They said the Great Pumpkin didn’t exist! Now, I will show everybody that they were wrong!”

The Dementor commented dryly, “This is what happens when you bully people.”

The Great Pumpkin

Linus leaped atop the Great Pumpkin, riding it as a general commanding his army. Our heroes battled the pumpkin, slicing off arms and eyes before finally subduing the beast.

Linus, covered in the pulp of his hubris, cries and says, “I never meant for this to happen! I’m sorry everybody!”

But our heroes had no sympathy. They demanded to know what happened to the Little Red-Headed Girl, whom Linus assured was safe, albeit hurt. Our heroes, though, came up with a fitting punishment: they burned Linus’ security blanket, and told his parents.

Additional Resources

Did you like this adventure? I created character sheets for everybody, but as I mentioned, I purposely didn’t spend much time balancing them as I knew this would be a one-shot adventure. If you’d like to use them for a base, though, the PDFs are available for download.

Bride of Frankenstein Character Sheet (112 kB)

Carrie Character Sheet (85 kB)

Count von Count Character Sheet (72 kB)

Dreary the Dementor Character Sheet (84 kB)

Edward Scissorhands Character Sheet (115 kB)

The Scarecrow Character Sheet (82 kB)

Game on,

The Minecraft Travelogue: Floating Rock: Days 101-103

Seven witches are destroying this world by raising an army of undead warriors. My job is to hunt and kill them. Perhaps killing these witches will restore balance to the world.

Five witches have been slayed: two more remain.

I crossed the Orange Ocean after many weeks, only to enter a barren land of rock and sand.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Day 101

I traveled west as much as possible, smoke from last night’s fire carried by the wind into my nostrils. I quickly discovered that this place is quite barren, little plant life. But the water, so plentiful! Maybe it’s all salt water and unsafe to drink.

I soon ran into ocean and had to progress north more than west. The ponds and streams and rivers got in my way, but I was able to traverse most of them with Lightning.

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I found an Enderman, perhaps a hooligan from the night before who assisted in the attack. I was weak, though, and didn’t have much food for recovery. I spared his life, for now. I will hunt this race when I am through with the witches.

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At times the canyon rivers were too deep, so I built small land bridges to cross them. These were nothing compared to the super land bridges I was building just a week ago.

A small land bridge across a canyon river.

Eventually I constructed a small home of sand and cobblestone to stay for the night. No sight of serious monsters yet. Perhaps I was safe for the time being.

Small house made of sand and cobblestone.

Day 102

I continued traveling, not sure what I was looking for. Food? Shelter? Witches? A place to make a home? Other people? Loneliness was creeping in, and I started wondering whether my quest was worth it, whether I should just give up and consider it “good enough.” I’ve already killed five of the seven witches. I’ve done more than my fair share to protect this world. Maybe somebody else will kill the remaining witches.

Maybe they are already dead.

Then I found a pool of fresh lava, still flowing, and I knew that the witches were here as well.

Overlooking a pool of lava.

Day 103

I woke up to the sound of a spider clawing at my sand waystation. So my respite from death only lasted two days.

So be it.

I carefully deconstructed my shelter and hit the spider with a couple arrows. I had to conserve wood, wool, arrows, iron, and weapons. Who knows how long I would be in this desert? Were people even here?

Attacking a spider with arrows from inside the sand shelter.

That threat effectively neutralized, I saddled up and rode on. I was riding up and down these sandy hills when suddenly I leaped over a witch roaming the countryside!

A witch stands on a hill as I prepare my weapns.

The witches are close! I was dangerously low on supplies, but I had to engage her. I demounted Lightning and pulled out my bow. I attacked her several times. I could’ve used arrows entirely, but they were precious.

Attacking the witch with arrows.

I finished her off with my sword, but in the process I was poisoned. The poison quickly flowed through my veins, bringing me to the edge of life. I ate an apple and recovered some strength, but now my food supplies were dangerously low.

Poison saps my health.

I had to keep walking, to find shelter. My midday, I found the perfect place to construct a little homestead. I dubbed it Floating Rock.

Gazing at a large, floating rock.

I’ve seen floating rocks before, but never this size. What was happening to this world? Was this the result of witchcraft? Instead of being scared of that rock, I was comforted. It wasn’t going to fall. If it’s stayed in the air this long, perhaps that rock has a strong will.

I built a decent house, constructed a pen for Lightning, built a workstation, then built a chest for all of my valuables. Before I could continue the journey I needed food, and perhaps lots of it. Who knows when I would find grass again?

A homestead built under Floating Rock.

Now my next task was to find soil. Fortunately I had the foresight to save wheat seed from before. Once I had dirt, I would cultivate the largest wheat field I’ve attempted to date.

The Minecraft Travelogue: The Unfortunate Fire: Day 100

Seven witches are destroying this world by raising an army of undead warriors. My job is to hunt and kill them. Perhaps killing these witches will restore balance to the world.

Five witches have been slayed: two more remain.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Day 100

My arch was finished. It was time to move on, to continue west. I made it across the vast Orange Ocean, I built this great arch, but my quest has been derailed.

I need to hunt down these witches. Did they make it to this continent as well? Two more witches remain, resurrecting evil by the night.

During the day, I packed my supplies and figured out what I could carry and what I had to leave behind.

It started thundering and lightning, a portent of the night to come. After I encumbered Lightning, I departed, but immediately, found threats!

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My enemies were here! I jumped off Lightning and let her roam while I prepared for battle.

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From my vantage point on top of the arch, I saw more and more monsters approaching. I was surrounded on all sides!

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I climbed down and readied myself. The skeleton archers were furious, so I hopped and dodged more than attacked.

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But the archers brought something I didn’t anticipate: flaming arrows. I dodged an arrow, but at what cost? It struck the arch, and that was the end. The dry wood quickly caught flame, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

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All my work, literally up in flames. I looked across the Orange Ocean one last time, wondering if I made a mistake coming here. But it’s too late to go back now.

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Throughout the battle, I tried to reconnect with Lightning. She was scared, running here and there, sometimes into the fire. I couldn’t watch her, fight my enemies, and put out the fire at the same time.

So I settled for none of those. I was paralyzed with shock.

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And to make matters worse, the Endermen showed up. They stole blocks from my arch, looting it right before my eyes. Their screams mocked me. Someday, I would kill them too. But I was too tired, too hungry, too weak at the moment.

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The fires were dying down. I mounted Lightning and left my home. One tower was completely consumed, the other badly damaged.

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And one final insult. Less than 100 meters away from the arch it was raining. If only the clouds of fortune had blown over my arch!

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So I pointed my nose west and started walking. No more looking back.

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