
2. The Friendly Arm Inn
When Ida wakes up, Stella's concern fades only slightly. "Ida!" She looks over Ida nervously, making sure the signs of suffocation were fleeing.
When the mass of oozy tentacles starts to pool out of Ida, Stella screams to everyone else nearby and stumbles back. "Everyone GET AWAY!"
Stella wracks her brain for knowledge of what this thing might be and how to fight it, but in her panicked state can't think fast enough. She draws a constellation to fight for them, or at least buy them some time.
(Conjure Animals. Polar Bear)
The summoned polar bear lunges to bite at the thing, but its undulations leave the bear with a mouthful of air. It then swipes its claws. (I assume it's immune to slashing damage and the polar bear takes acid damage for touching it.)
Stella then shifts her body into stars, hair suddenly flowing behind her as she draws and fires a radiant arrow. (Starry Form Archer Attack. 12 radiant damage.)
She then prepares one hand to deflect the acid if it strikes her. (Stella will cast Absorb Elements if hit by acid damage.)
Noctalia swoops in then away, trying to draw its attention away for a moment. (Helping. Next round, someone will get advantage on an attack.)
"Umm....someone throw something metal at it! I have an idea."
Stella (AC 14, HP 37 / 37)
Barry (AC 12, HP 42 / 42
Rolls
Arcana...? - (1d20+5)
(2) + 5 = 7
Bite - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)
1d20+7 : (1) + 7 = 8
1d8+5 : (4) + 5 = 9
Claws - (1d20+7, 2d6+5)
1d20+7 : (16) + 7 = 23
2d6+5 : (56) + 5 = 16
Starry Form Archer Attack - (1d20+7, 1d8+4)
1d20+7 : (11) + 7 = 18
1d8+4 : (8) + 4 = 12
Rolls
Throwing!!!! - (1D20+6, 1d20+6)
1D20+6 : (18) + 6 = 24
1d20+6 : (3) + 6 = 9
Damage - (1D4+3, 1D4+3)
1D4+3 : (2) + 3 = 5
1D4+3 : (2) + 3 = 5
Rolls
Throw chair - (1d20)
(18) = 18
Chair damage - (1d4-1)
(3) - 1 = 2
Just remembered we can have weapons in the Inn, so actually, Aiwë casts Shatter.
Rolls
Attack 1 - (1d20+7)
(6) + 7 = 13
Attack 2 - (1d20+7)
(19) + 7 = 26
Damage - (2d8+8)
(72) + 8 = 17
Screams from the other patrons fill the air as the ooze attacks!
Stella's radiant shot slams into the ooze, sizzling away some of its muck to reveal fleshy tendons underneath. Aiwe's conjured thunder momentarily drowns out the surrounding cries of panic, but still the creature moves to attack.
Dieter's thrown cutlery seems to do some damage to the thing, but then each knife and fork dissolves into the ooze's black mass. Ida's chair similarly starts dissolving once she clubs the ooze with it.
It would be a shame if some of the creature's slime were to get on a nice set of armor. Fortunately, Stella's bear occupies the thing's attention. It wraps dripping tentacles around the big animal and squeezes it hard, snapping bones as its acid melts away fur, skin, and muscle (Bear takes 33 dmg). The bear's claws tear deeply in retaliation, but the ooze seems unbothered and merely splits in two.
Now there are two oozes for the party to worry about. One breaks off from the bear and scoots toward a nearby table of patrons, tentacles raised hungrily (Bear can make an opportunity attack if it desires).
Rolls
BP vs Barry - (1d20+5)
(14) + 5 = 19
dmg to Barry (bludgeoning, acid) - (1d6+3, 4d8)
1d6+3 : (3) + 3 = 6
4d8 : (8283) = 21
dmg to Barry (acid) - (1d8)
(6) = 6
BP con save vs shatter - (1d20+3)
(10) + 3 = 13
dmg to BP (thunder) - (3d8)
(564) = 15

"No claws, bite only!" Stella tells the struggling polar bear. Seeing it in such pain, it's flesh burning away, she wondered how...real it was. She might need to rethink the nature of conjuration and how...right it was to summon and send something in to die, even if it's essence would be released again into the planes.
She fires two powerful shots at the ooze headed for patrons, destroying it in blasts of radiance.
(Plack Pudding 2 takes lethal radiant damage. If Barry biting it doesn't kill him, Pudding 1 takes 12 piercing damage.)
Stella (14 AC, 37 / 37 HP)
Barry (12 AC, 9 / 42 HP)
Rolls
Polar Bear Opportunity Attack (Bite) vs 2 - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)
1d20+7 : (7) + 7 = 14
1d8+5 : (8) + 5 = 13
Polar Bear Bite vs 1 - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)
1d20+7 : (9) + 7 = 16
1d8+5 : (7) + 5 = 12
Starry Form Attack vs 2 - (1d20+7, 1d8+3)
1d20+7 : (15) + 7 = 22
1d8+3 : (3) + 3 = 6
Guiding Bolt vs 2 - (1d20+7, 4d6)
1d20+7 : (4) + 7 = 11
4d6 : (5464) = 19
Dieter possibly deals lethal damage but 13 if not
Rolls
Remaining ooz - (1D20+7, 1D20+7)
1D20+7 : (1) + 7 = 8
1D20+7 : (12) + 7 = 19
Damage disarming stuffs - (1D4+1D8+3, 1D4+1D8+3)
1D4+1D8+3 : (1) + (2) + 3 = 6
1D4+1D8+3 : (2) + (2) + 3 = 7
The ooze heading to the patrons takes 16 thunder damage from another shatter.
Rolls
Con save V shatter - (1d20+3)
(2) + 3 = 5
Damage - (3d8)
(862) = 16
Bentley Mirrorshade's small feet leave the floor as he casts a levitation spell on himself, rising up towards the ceiling so that all the patrons can see him. "Easy, now! The commotion's over!" He waves his hands in assurance. "Just a magical flare-up. So sorry for the disturbance!"
As the patrons go back to their drinks and conversations, Bentely descends easily to the floor and makes his way over to Dieter and the rest. With the smile not leaving his face, the gnome asks a few terse questions: "What in the Nine Hells happened? Will it happen again? You understand we can't have such danger appear in my establishment? This is meant to be a safe haven!"
"Bently! I—I'm not sure what happened...Dieter started dying to frostbite while having some kind of dream-vision-nightmare, then Ida tried to read his mind to find out more, but started to suffocate...and, just...coughed up that ooze!" Stella turns to Ida, completely baffled. "What happened? What did you see?"
Rolls
? - (1D20+9, 1D20+9)
1D20+9 : (20) + 9 = 29
1D20+9 : (15) + 9 = 24
Hearing patrons call for service, the excitable innkeeper insists they go speak with his wife. "If it's a curse, surely Gellana will be able to sort you out! But I'll be thinking this over anyway!" The little fellow has a spring in his step as he skitters around the conspicuous stains on the floor.
The first is a beautiful beastie with long, golden hair. The owner assures Dieter that the animal comes from a long, pure line of Aglarond Retrievers, very rare in these parts. (150 gp)
The second is a tiny, skinny rat-dog. It's legs quiver with anxiety in Dieter's presence. Its owner claims the thing knows several tricks, but the only thing it seems to be able to do is leave puddles on the ground. (70 gp)
The owner of the third dog has a hard time bringing the animal to heel. This dog's built like a big block of granite with oversized, gangly paws, indicating it hasn't finished growing yet. It doesn't so much pull on the leash as just lean, but it's enough to make the owner stumble. "This one's been eating us out o' house and home. Hate to part with the lug, but the wife wants it gone." (0 gp)
The last dog is... a handful. Apparently an elven ranger passed by some time ago with a blink dog companion, which got a little friendly with the owner's previous pet. The result of that serendipitous union is an odd-looking mutt unable to control its occasional teleportation. As Dieter watches, the young dog curiously sniffs some nearby flowers and then sneezes itself up into a nearby tree, where it whimpers in confusion. The owner claims it's one-of-a-kind, and therefore the rarest breed of all. (300 gp)
With the large dog he ask the owner what language it’s trained to receive commands in. And what its typical schedule is. He asks if it’s ever been around horses.
Dieter takes special care with the blink dog, he quickly climbs the tree hoping to coerce the dog into his arms and down the tree. Using his rope he belays himself and the dog down. "has the pup received any training? What was the mother’s vocation?"
Rolls
Animal handling w/disadvantage if applicable. - (1D20-1, 1D20-1)
1D20-1 : (8) - 1 = 7
1D20-1 : (8) - 1 = 7
Luck x2 - (1D20-1, 1D20-1)
1D20-1 : (17) - 1 = 16
1D20-1 : (12) - 1 = 11