World's Safest Dungeon.
Last night it was Oscar's turn to lead the way as a détente was brokered between the eternally optimistic inevitables and an alignment challenged barghest pack. (Why do neutral things happen to evil monsters?) Nobody died; nothing died. The only damage sustained by out intrepid adventurers was a single point each from poking around in a negative energy field. A brief burst of violence was truncated by a swift surrender from a couple of guards (who were lucky Urza and Gruk rolled poor initiatives). Eagon politely dismissed his skeletal minions and Gruk exercised his roguish side with some opportunistic looting while the peace talks were on. Finally, the party were guided through significant portions of the map, found the final missing artifact (it had fallen down the back of the pedestal), levelled and decided it was time to move onto the shadow infested region next.