Day 449:
So it turns out that, while, giant lime-colored gelatinous cubes over a certain size can’t actually get down stairwells under a certain size, they can jump up and down on them in an attempt to kill you by bouncing on your head.
This also makes them difficult to kill because as you slice them apart, they become smaller murderous desserts that are now biting you on the ankles.
So it’s been a long day, and I’m definitely heading for a bath. Then I’m going to spend the rest of the time rinsing my sword and then covering everything I own in rendered ducken fat so that the acidy stuff in the gelatin monsters stop pocking my metals.