The Hoard's Deception

After the massive pile of gold and chests ceased its hungry thrashing, the party stands breathless amidst a pile of dissolving adhesive and cooling flesh. The Hoard Mimic's death throes have vomited forth the actual treasures it had used as bait. Mixed with the creature's own biological remnants are rare magical implements and gemstones that survived the beast's acidic gullet. The metallic scent of blood and spent magic hangs heavy in the damp dungeon air as the true spoils are finally revealed.