White Plume Mountain is one of the first and most famous "puzzle dungeons" released by TSR. Written by Lawrence Schick in 1980 as a job application, it was published unchanged in the days before D&D was about killing monsters and was mostly about killing the players. It became a favorite among the sort of bastard DM who ran Tomb of Horrors. Almost every room in White Plume Mountain's titular dungeon is either a trap, a monster asking a riddle, or both. Prepare to experience the adventure module voted the 9th best of all time by Dungeon magazine.
Zack: We didn't really receive any requests for this one and I'm not too familiar with it. Steve, on the other hand, lobbied hard to do White Plume Mountain.Steve: Hell yeah I did. When I was about 9 or 10 my friend Donnie's sister ran this module for me and Donnie. It was one of my first D&D experiences. I barely knew how to play, but she was like this goddess who was 14 or something and she was creating this whole world in our imaginations.
Zack: That sounds like psychotic behavior coming from a 14-year-old girl.
Steve: I don't know dude, maybe she was crazy, but all I know is when I was 10 and playing Battle Man the fighter I totally wanted to be lured to my death by a kelpie.
Zack: This just gets worse.
Steve: If only Donnie hadn't been there man it was hot and heavy. I think she even said the word "boobs" at one point.
Zack: So your entire memory of this adventure was a seaweed lady?
Steve: I remember some other things. Some puzzles and stuff.
Zack: Oh, great, well since you're the expert are you going to run me through this adventure?
Steve: Sure, dude. I don't think it has a sweet picture book like the UFO one, but I can improvise.
Zack: I don't like the sound of that.
Steve: What is your character?
Zack: What levels?
Steve: It says 5-10, so go with like 8.
Zack: My character is Buddy Jones, level 8 dwarf Necromancer, aspiring lord of undeath.
Steve: What do you wield?
Zack: The black magic of the sepulcher.
Steve: No, I mean like a weapon.
Zack: Buddy Jones abhors violence unless it is committed by skeletal proxy.
Steve: Any background?
Zack: I prefer to show, not tell.
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