With the Gold Coast Gravediggers THWOMPED to oblivion like it's frickin' Super Mario up in here, it's time to make for the portal out of the Snail Trails. But, wait... what's that smell? THE PUZZLEMASTER HAS COME TO CLAIM THEIR DUE!!!!!!

The intrepid zeroes have rode the Snail Trails and experienced the power of BRAIN FLIGHT, HOOP CREATION, and also SLUG PERSON MURDER. Tiberius remembered that portals are, like, his whole thing, and now they know where the portal back to Chydark is! But first, they've spotted a group of poachers trying to pick off a gentle giant of a mollusk, and that won't frickin' stand. But first... what color are their track suits???

IT'S TIME TO RIDE THE SNAIL TRAILS!!! This tunnel of astral chaos hands the keys of creation over to these intrepid zeroes as they scoot on down and what do they do? They create a marshmallow fluff ball and a cosmic hoop made of the sun and stars, and they play a frickin' game of hoops!

This is it. The finale of our Level Eater XI experience. We know it was supposed to be a one shot, but SO WHAT. We did a five shot. GET WIT IT!

Can you smell that? It's a bunch of oiled up arsonist ogres going full tilt like a Peterbilt towards the forests of Zosha! We're getting towards the end of our Level Eater XI series, and we're feeling pretty stuffed! We make some room for seconds as the gang makes a pit stop in Portsbridge, does a little rebranding, and then book it to the forest to keep the whole dang place from going up in smoke! HOT DAMN!

Ah yes, we come to our third course of the annual Level Eater event. The Salad course, if you will. If salad were a podcast where the tomatoes were fireballs and the croutons were pieces of chainmail. After making the warlock we set out to kill into the newest hire for our fantasy start-up, it's time to crack a new quest! It's time to dig deep and bare down into a mysterious obelisk that hides untold arcane power... and cherry Fanta???

Oofa doofa, this one's a dooza! After corralling a battalion of ghosts into eternal rest for an appeteaser, we set our sights on the second course in the 11th installment of the annual Level Eater event as we hunt down the warlock responsible for their demise... and witness the miracle of melon-headed construct birth?!

Cry crit, and let slip the dice of war! The portal has opened...and the dweebs have fallen into the fight for the fate of Portsbridge. In this, the 11th installment of the annual Level Eater event, we chomp our way through the first of an amuse-bouche of five quests forged by game designer Will Hindmarch.

With no more ooey gooey boys standing between them and drowning, our intrepid zeroes decide to grab forty winks (and a soggy bottom) in the dungeonette that is still slowly filling with water. With the help of Cubert and the gnome who is known to all, they get ready to throw wide the doors of perception and take the trip of a lifetime.

Our intrepid zeroes have whittled away at the black puddin's and left only one standing! Will they crush this ooey gooey boy betwixt their grubby little fingers, or will they fall one after another before its corrosive wiggle jiggle?? Magozar enjoys some reflection in his wet room. Bucky takes some turbo shots. Tiberius hits a nasty crit streak. Alonya serves barbarian realness in all her glory.