A weakening

Sir Fred jerked awake with an exclamation.

He struggled to sit up. His gauntleted hands closed on the soft giant sphagnum moss over which he had traveled. He vaguely remembered entering a cavern whose floor was the thick carpet of moss and whose contents were... yes, yes.

Opening his eyes fully and raising his visor, Sir Fred looks around in the dim phosphorescence.

All around him were tree-sized toadstools, their colors random and splotchy, their smell intoxicating and peculiar. As he watched, brightly colored puffballs the size of melons were still bursting, releasing spores resembling glitter.

That was what had affected him, and plunged him into the hallucinatory dreams of his deep slumber.

Whether through inner endurance or simple expiration of the time of the effect, his senses had now fully returned, as had his strength.

1. On with the quest!
2. Search the toadstool forest!
3. He hears the barking of a small dog!
4. He sees a voluptuous red-haired naked girl nearby, smiling at him!
5. He sees a green light glowing at the far end of the toadstool forest cavern!

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