I, Robot

The party was still in battle with the alchemists and their plants, but the tide had clearly turned in their favor. Phil managed to escape the vines that had ensnared him and tried to put some distance between himself and the creature. The lone remaining active alchemist slipped away from Joe and hurled a couple more vials of chemicals his way, but it was too little, too late, and he soon became compost for the greenhouse. The party briefly considered leaving the plants alone, but another Caustic Cloud from the Vine Horror Spellfiend that left Joe blinded (again) quickly changed their minds.They had little trouble finishing off the two remaining plants, then delivered a coup de grace to the Held alchemist and his master. There was more rustling and movement from the far reaches of the greenhouse, suggesting that more of the plant creatures still remained, but for now, all was quiet.

Better Living Through Chemistry

Having fended off the welcoming committee that had demanded the surrender of their weapons and magic, the party took a brief rest and then checked the Gatestone. It seemed to point towards the building they could see on the hill a mile or so away, so they set off.

I Feel Funny

The party had defeated a strange assortment of monsters, robots, and ray-gun wielding baddies, and used the Gatestone to transport themselves to the next unvisited universe. They found themselves standing on a floor of chipped and weathered marble. Crumbled walls, columns, and arches surrounded them, and if there was ever a roof to this place it was long since gone. Behind them stood a half-domed grotto holding a statue of a winged woman, almost like an angel, but the face of the statue was weathered to the point that it was impossible to tell whether she was benevolent or cruel. Despite the long-abandoned and ruined nature of the rest of the building, water bubbled merrily in a fountain before them.

Long Ago, In a Galaxy Far, Far Away ...

The party had completed their mission for the King of the Fire Elementals, returning (very reluctantly) to Ravenloft to bury the gem he had given them, creating a new-born volcano in the process. They hurriedly returned to Castle Lightningspire, ignoring the bodies of the dead circus folk strewn about outside, and used the Gatestone to re-close the gate.

The Fortress of Glass

At the urging of their oracle, Queen Amal and her Amazon warriors had agreed to to take the party across the "Lake of Fire" to the "Fortress of Glass" - whatever that meant. Mounted on the Amazons' pterodactyls, the party flew up the side of the volcano at the center of the island, and over the lip of the crater. At that moment, the oracle's words made sense. Below them, the caldera was a filled with a lake of molten lava, seething and bubbling. Rising from the center of the sea of magma was an island of black rock. Seeming to grow out of the rock itself was a tower of black obsidian. At a command from the Queen, the flight of pterodactyls banked as one, and began descending towards the tower.

Amazons

After spending the night in the village of the little people who had befriended them, the party began looking for any signs of boats, fishing nets, etc. that you might expect in a village of people living this close to a body of water, but saw none. Before venturing off to the island that the Gatestone was pointing to, they decided it might be wise to try to communicate with the locals. They summoned the chieftan, B'bao, and Chuck cast a Tongues spell, which gave them about 10 minutes to ask their questions. B'bao, and his son, F'uada didn't seem terribly surprised by his use of magic.

Dino-mite!

Having abandoned the surviving members of Professor Fulcroft's expedition in the caverns deep below the Demon's Mouth, the party once again used the Gatestone to travel to another universe. When they arrived, they found themselves in what appeared to be a natural cavern, ~30’ in diameter. The walls were decorated with odd paintings. Some were outlines of some shape, as if the artist painted over something. They looked, well, kind of like hands, except they’re much bigger than any human hands, the artist would have to have stood on a stepladder, they only had four fingers, and the thumb pointed the wrong direction. But other than that, they looked just like hands. There were also nine symbols painted at regular intervals around the cave. Upon inspection, they proved to be crude versions of the symbols etched on the facets of the Gatestone.

The Mines of the Mi-Go

The party had made their way to an icy chamber in the center of the underground complex beneath the Demon's Mouth. The Gatestone pointed to a featureless section of wall, with no apparent opening. As the party stood discussing their options and looking for secret controls, the wall suddenly shot open of its own accord. A blinding light shot forth; Mary, Brett, and the Professor were temporarily blinded.

Swallowed by the Mouth

Having survived the descent into the Demon's Mouth, the party set out exploring their surroundings. They were surrounded by a vast cavern, extending off an unknown distance in every direction. There was an obvious crater in the bat guano that covered the area beneath the shaft (but not inside the cavern itself), and a path through the guano indicated that whatever had fallen had been drug off. Mary followed the trail, and soon found the skeleton of a deer. Many of the bones were shattered, consistent with a 200' fall, but they also showed signs of having been gnawed on. No one could identify what kind of animal had done the gnawing.

Into the Mouth

The party had found themselves in the pleasant New England town of Bethlehem, New Hampshire, in 1928. They had made the acquaintance of Professor Quentin Fulcroft, who was leading a small expedition in search of an unusual local geographic feature called the Demon's Mouth. The party invited themselves along, since the area the professor planned to explore was in the general area pointed to by the Gatestone.