The Plane of Dust.
More trouble in the Temple of Elemental Evil! Which is to say, more danger & adventure in fordmadoxfraud's Stories of Our Youth AD&D campaign. If you recall, last session was just my elf thief Curulókë, Alicia's human thief Aeryn, & Ken's half-elf half-cleric half-thief, Harlowe, deep in the dungeons of the Temple. Curulókë & Aeryn had all their armor, weapons & gear melted by an ooze, Harlowe had gotten poisoned badly & all three of them had their eardrums blown out by a shrieking mushroom. So, we've got the Temple of Elemental Evil right where we want it, lulled into a false sense of security. This time we were rejoined by Emma's halfling psion Dilly & fatbutts' half-elf druid, Pickle. The first chunk of the episode was Dilly & Pickle retracing our steps to get down into the guts of the cave-- involing mindreading, psychadelic freakouts, blood pouring out of ears, that kind of thing-- but eventually they found us. After dealing with the Crone. Or you know, not dealing with; she's a whole thing. What can you do? If my gnome wild mage Encre was still alive, he'd be the perfect one to act as interlocutor, but alas, felled by goblin arrows. Anyhow, once we met up, well; Harlowe wanted to close some gates, Aeryn & Curulókë found a giant ampitheater full of colour-coded walls, we poked around & fiddled, in a room with weird sigils. Actually, Curulókë & Aeryn Prow ended up there by themselves...& when they touched a symbol & disappeared! Wisked away to be "rescued" by Tusken Raiders, or Fremen, or something, in a vast hurricane of dust & sand. My bet is a para- or quasi-elemental plane, but I can never remember which is which. I just remember that dust mephits were all goth in Third Edition. Could just be the Plane of Air. At least we didn't end up burning to death on the Plane of Fire or something.