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<blockquote data-quote="MarauderX" data-source="post: 1692773" data-attributes="member: 9990"><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong>Session 14: Entering the Tower of Chautauqua</strong></span></p><p></p><p>Carefully the group searched through the black crypt once more. Yaritza and Alex split away from group and made their way over to the disturbed sarcophagus. They both pried at the lid that had been loosened when it was moved, and it cracked open on towards Yaritza, and the wind within moaned as the sarcophagus gasped. Seeing inside with the meager light in the crypt, she saw a form of a deceased within. Alex made his way to see, and they both looked on the desiccated form with arms outstretched to the sides of the sarcophagus, its jaw dropped in a look of finality. Yaritza pushed her lithe hand in, feeling for anything within. As she felt the sides and bottom, her forearm brushed against the body and the coldness of it startled her. Finding nothing, she withdrew to let Alex search the inside, and he also found nothing. </p><p></p><p>The party decided not to pursue the hobgoblins up the stairs from the crypt, as they would surely be expecting such. Instead they ventured around to another door Alex had discovered before they entered the crypt. They ventured over to it, and encountered nothing in the silent town on their way. Alex pulled at the door, which was locked, before trying to open it. Easily it snapped open, and Alex peered into a large room with tall stacks of books on well-kept shelves that reached up to nearly touch the roof twenty feet above. The stacks stretched to the other wall, with a walkway down the center as they marched from the front to the back. Weak, blue-white light shone from sconces at the end of the bookcases, shrouding the room in crossing shadows. Alex and Yaritza entered stealthily and peered around. Yaritza went toward the stairs that led upward to a large set of double doors, and Alex swept to the back of the room. As Alex reached the last bookcase, he saw something that stirred up fear from the bottom of his stomach. </p><p></p><p>Alex froze as he saw a humanoid-like figure pass backward through the bookcase. The figure glowed, illuminating the bookcase it was examining, and Alex closed his mouth and slunk down the aisle to return to the doorway. He told them what he saw, and Yaritza overheard and decided to investigate for herself. </p><p></p><p>Boldly the rest of the party watched from the doorway to see Yaritza purposefully clattering about, her heels striking on the stone floor echoing in the large room. Soon enough the glowing form came forth and descended from one of the shelves to glide toward Yaritza. She spoke to it, and suddenly a low moan could be heard emanating from within the room. It stretched out long, sinewy fingers towards Yaritza, and a wave of fear threatened to overcome her as its gaunt appearance began to melt backwards away from Yaritza. The rest looked on as the blue-white amorphous creature’s fine robes fluttered into tatters as it rose above her. Again Yaritza forced herself to speak to it. </p><p></p><p>The low moan became a dull roar that grew louder by the moment. Yaritza felt oppressive words penetrate her skull, gripping her senses and compelling her to listen with her mind. Bubbling to the surface, hear ears heard nothing but her mind nearly went deaf: “SHUT UP!” it screamed in her head, and still she stood her ground, awestruck out of fear rather than curiosity. Yaritza then murmured a few more words to it.</p><p></p><p>The being stretched out its hands again as the fingers elongated to spiny tusks, and from its distorted skull a fanged jaw dropped in a rage as the stacks began to rumble from the volume of the roar. Alex called out to Yaritza, but she stood fast and her eyes widened. The creature swirled in front of her and cold, ethereal claws passed through her, tearing at the core of her being, trying to tug away the life from her. She froze where she stood, the chill pervading her senses. The beast-like incorporeal thing still hovered over her, poised to assail Yaritza again. Before it could, Alex jumped out and grabbed her underneath her arms and towed her to the relative safety outside. Bratton caught her, Thovaas closed the door, and Alex spun around to relock it. Breathing a sigh of relief, Yaritza pulled herself up, her spirit weakened from the encounter. </p><p></p><p>Jerrin mentioned that the hobgoblins probably have superior numbers and it wouldn’t be wise to get caught by them in the open, so the group set about making a plan to enter the main tower. It was decided that Alex and Yaritza would cause a distraction to lead the hobgoblins outside to allow the others to enter the tower through the crypt stairwell. Alex and Yaritza went up the main steps outside from the deserted square. Before them stood two sets of ornate stone doors that recessed into the outer wall, fifteen feet high. Gently pushing on the handle, positioned at an appropriate height for a human, Alex opened one and felt the weight move easily to reveal a dim vestibule and two more sets of double doors to match the exterior doors. Entering silently, they felt the outside door close slowly of its own accord, and Yaritza decided to hold it open so they could make a quick escape. Alex slowly pushed his weight to open one of the inner doors. </p><p></p><p>The door opened a sliver to reveal a filthy baboon in the foreground, scrounging in a puddle of slime and trash. In the middle of the room was a decrepit fountain filled with black slime and waste. Beyond the fountain a circle of hobgoblins were in a heated debate, drawing something on the floor and then scuffing it out with their feet. Near what was likely the crypt door, three goblins leaned against the wall lazily. An open door across the room revealed a spiral staircase leading upward, and on either side of it were red curtains that had been mounted about ten feet high. The ceiling of the room stretched upward for twenty feet or more, making the space seem overwhelmingly large. </p><p></p><p>Alex drew up his bow and took aim on the hobgoblin they had seen leading the baboons on leashes and let the missile fly. The arrow struck it underneath the arm where there was no armor, and smiled as it howled and yelped across their makeshift battle map. The others pivoted to see the door closing and they growled and ran towards it. By the time they had got there and onto the outdoor platform above the square, Alex and Yaritza were no where to be seen. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Jerrin, Thovaas and Bratton surged up the crypt steps to the door to the tower lobby. Finding the door unlocked and not barred, they easily passed into the room with no opposition to be found except for a screaming baboon, which Jerrin dispatched quickly. Thovaas and Bratton went to the inner double doors to prevent them from entering back through, and Bratton threw down a bag of caltrops on the other side of the doors from him. Prepped and ready, the three of them waited behind the doors for the hobgoblins to return inside. </p><p></p><p>In the square the hobgoblins fanned out to find the sniper. One started to climb up to get a better view, and Yaritza heard him stumbling up towards her hiding spot next to the tower. Alex couldn’t let the opening go and fired an arrow at the ascending hobgoblin, and the shot ricocheted off its hip. Distracted, it jumped down to seek out the source as it pulled out its scimitar and called to his nearby companions. One of the others began to climb the solid dirt wall, and then Alex struck the first through the heart with his rapier. The two remaining attacked him viciously, and Yaritza pulled up along the edge to fire a shot into one of them, which immediately turned to see her and began climbing towards her again. </p><p></p><p>The other hobgoblins returned back to the vestibule, and one of them stopped and pointed at the caltrops spread across the stone tiles. The hobgoblins readied themselves, as there were no sounds of the frantic baboon within the lobby, which reassured them that they had been duped. Moving around the caltrops, they began to open the doors slowly when both Thovaas and Bratton stuck at separate targets. The doors swung wide and the battle was joined. </p><p></p><p>Alex withdrew halfway up the stairs and the hobgoblin kept coming at him. Yaritza was soon toe-to-toe with the other, and she was dealt a nasty blow by it. On the inside, Jerrin called forth a grossly oversized badger ally in the midst of the enemy in the vestibule. Several more hobgoblins poured into the space and they struck the badger relentlessly, but it only got mad and trembled with rage. The hobgoblin shaman called forth a spiritual ally of his own, and it appeared behind Bratton and attacked. Tempest, Jerrin and Bratton made it disperse as Thovaas dropped another of the hobgoblins. The dire badger had also been defeated, and the groups assessed each other. </p><p></p><p>The hobgoblins pulled back to the outdoor platform and waited for the party to strike. Jerrin called forth another dire badger to lead the attack on them. The badger went straight at the hobgoblin shaman and landed several blows as Thovaas and Bratton charged outside to attack. Jerrin rode Tempest into the fray and several of the hobgoblins dropped. Alex and his attacker traded blows on the steps and Yaritza huddled beneath her shield as blows fell against it. </p><p></p><p>The hobgoblins fell one by one, and the hobgoblin leader fought to get by the party to escape to the inside, but instead his body slithered down the steps past Alex, distracting his assailant long enough to strike a deadly blow. The rest of the hobgoblins paused when they saw this and reeled, running down the steps and through the streets of the town. The group fired arrows at the slowest, ensuring that those hobgoblins would never return.</p><p></p><p>The group set about searching the corpses, investigating each for gold and other trinkets. Yaritza took a circle of miniature skulls laced with hemp string and feathers and herbs that she collected from the shaman hobgoblin that was killed. Casting a spell of identification she quietly found out that it gave off an aura of the necromantic school. Alex made his way over to the fallen hobgoblin leader and collected a circlet from its forehead. Yaritza also cast a spell to determine what it might be, and an impression of protection magic shone from it as Alex held it firmly in his hands. It was determined that it enhanced the wearer’s natural protection, making it tougher to pierce their skin. Alex wiped it clean and slipped the silver circlet over his head. </p><p></p><p>The group talked about magic, items and divided up the gold they had collected. Meanwhile Alex slipped back inside to investigate the lobby. Once inside the double doors, Alex felt the temperature drop by twenty degrees. </p><p></p><p>“Close the door behind you, intruders, as it is unbearably hot this day.”</p><p></p><p>The bellowing voice echoed around the room, but it was apparent that it came from behind one of the curtains. Alex called for the others without letting his eyes leaving the red curtains. The others crashed in, looking for the new emergency and stopping once they had entered the chill room. Soon they heard the voice again, deep and smooth, and it seemed to talk to Jerrin. It said that his connection with the lupine spirits must be much stronger than his. He admitted using his powers to grant the Wolfskull goblins the worgs they rode into battle, as well as trying to destroy what he called the horse-man which the party recognized as Loshad. Jerrin kept him talking and the voice revealed that it was a reverent disciple of the canine spirits, and that Jerrin must have been manipulating the spirits to work against the wolves. As they talked, Alex stealthily moved around the room to arrive at the door to the stairs as Yaritza slinked into a corner towards the curtain. Alex pushed his shoulder to the door as he tried the handle, but neither budged. The curtain fluttered and a huge pure-white wolf poked its head out, baring its fangs before exhaling a blast of cold winter chill on Alex. </p><p></p><p>Alex ran backward, leaping over the edge of the fountain as he anticipated the white wolf to follow him. Jerrin brought forth a giant bat that snapped then hovered above the wolf before he cast a spell and launched an orb of flame that struck the wolf in the head. The winter wolf tossed aside the curtain and streaked across the room, striking out at Tempest. Jerrin moved to strike the beast with another fiery orb, and Thovaas came in to flank it. The beast breathed out another wintry chill at Tempest, and its bite clamped down on nothing but air. Bratton moved in to help, while Alex and Yaritza fired arrows at any openings. Before much longer the large white wolf slumped to the stone tiles, dead. Jerrin felt along its flank and noticed it had a collar around its neck. Slipping it off the dead beast, he tried to read the elvish arcane characters inscribed on it. Jerrin put the collar on himself and tried to pushing some of the studs before Yaritza came to categorize what abilities it had. </p><p></p><p>Searching around the rest of the room, the group pulled back the first curtain to reveal bedding and blankets thick with white fur. Finding nothing but fleas they moved on to look behind the second. There they saw a bed, a chair and a table with several notes written in an infernal language. As Alex was investigating them, Yaritza saw his heel tip one of the floor tiles upward. Moving the stone tile revealed a hole downward that held a burlap bag. Just as Yaritza was about to reach into it, Alex grabbed her forearm and pulled it back. He pointed into the hole and nearly hidden there was a snake, a viper, which could have been a very nasty surprise. Stabbing the snake, they brought up the partially open bag full of coins. In it was a mix of gold and silver pieces, some minted from the Kingdom of Correl and a lot more of the silver that was not. </p><p></p><p>As they divvied up the coins, the group discussed their next step. Should they rest and recoup their health? Or should they press on by getting to the steps?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="MarauderX, post: 1692773, member: 9990"] [SIZE=4][B]Session 14: Entering the Tower of Chautauqua[/B][/SIZE] Carefully the group searched through the black crypt once more. Yaritza and Alex split away from group and made their way over to the disturbed sarcophagus. They both pried at the lid that had been loosened when it was moved, and it cracked open on towards Yaritza, and the wind within moaned as the sarcophagus gasped. Seeing inside with the meager light in the crypt, she saw a form of a deceased within. Alex made his way to see, and they both looked on the desiccated form with arms outstretched to the sides of the sarcophagus, its jaw dropped in a look of finality. Yaritza pushed her lithe hand in, feeling for anything within. As she felt the sides and bottom, her forearm brushed against the body and the coldness of it startled her. Finding nothing, she withdrew to let Alex search the inside, and he also found nothing. The party decided not to pursue the hobgoblins up the stairs from the crypt, as they would surely be expecting such. Instead they ventured around to another door Alex had discovered before they entered the crypt. They ventured over to it, and encountered nothing in the silent town on their way. Alex pulled at the door, which was locked, before trying to open it. Easily it snapped open, and Alex peered into a large room with tall stacks of books on well-kept shelves that reached up to nearly touch the roof twenty feet above. The stacks stretched to the other wall, with a walkway down the center as they marched from the front to the back. Weak, blue-white light shone from sconces at the end of the bookcases, shrouding the room in crossing shadows. Alex and Yaritza entered stealthily and peered around. Yaritza went toward the stairs that led upward to a large set of double doors, and Alex swept to the back of the room. As Alex reached the last bookcase, he saw something that stirred up fear from the bottom of his stomach. Alex froze as he saw a humanoid-like figure pass backward through the bookcase. The figure glowed, illuminating the bookcase it was examining, and Alex closed his mouth and slunk down the aisle to return to the doorway. He told them what he saw, and Yaritza overheard and decided to investigate for herself. Boldly the rest of the party watched from the doorway to see Yaritza purposefully clattering about, her heels striking on the stone floor echoing in the large room. Soon enough the glowing form came forth and descended from one of the shelves to glide toward Yaritza. She spoke to it, and suddenly a low moan could be heard emanating from within the room. It stretched out long, sinewy fingers towards Yaritza, and a wave of fear threatened to overcome her as its gaunt appearance began to melt backwards away from Yaritza. The rest looked on as the blue-white amorphous creature’s fine robes fluttered into tatters as it rose above her. Again Yaritza forced herself to speak to it. The low moan became a dull roar that grew louder by the moment. Yaritza felt oppressive words penetrate her skull, gripping her senses and compelling her to listen with her mind. Bubbling to the surface, hear ears heard nothing but her mind nearly went deaf: “SHUT UP!” it screamed in her head, and still she stood her ground, awestruck out of fear rather than curiosity. Yaritza then murmured a few more words to it. The being stretched out its hands again as the fingers elongated to spiny tusks, and from its distorted skull a fanged jaw dropped in a rage as the stacks began to rumble from the volume of the roar. Alex called out to Yaritza, but she stood fast and her eyes widened. The creature swirled in front of her and cold, ethereal claws passed through her, tearing at the core of her being, trying to tug away the life from her. She froze where she stood, the chill pervading her senses. The beast-like incorporeal thing still hovered over her, poised to assail Yaritza again. Before it could, Alex jumped out and grabbed her underneath her arms and towed her to the relative safety outside. Bratton caught her, Thovaas closed the door, and Alex spun around to relock it. Breathing a sigh of relief, Yaritza pulled herself up, her spirit weakened from the encounter. Jerrin mentioned that the hobgoblins probably have superior numbers and it wouldn’t be wise to get caught by them in the open, so the group set about making a plan to enter the main tower. It was decided that Alex and Yaritza would cause a distraction to lead the hobgoblins outside to allow the others to enter the tower through the crypt stairwell. Alex and Yaritza went up the main steps outside from the deserted square. Before them stood two sets of ornate stone doors that recessed into the outer wall, fifteen feet high. Gently pushing on the handle, positioned at an appropriate height for a human, Alex opened one and felt the weight move easily to reveal a dim vestibule and two more sets of double doors to match the exterior doors. Entering silently, they felt the outside door close slowly of its own accord, and Yaritza decided to hold it open so they could make a quick escape. Alex slowly pushed his weight to open one of the inner doors. The door opened a sliver to reveal a filthy baboon in the foreground, scrounging in a puddle of slime and trash. In the middle of the room was a decrepit fountain filled with black slime and waste. Beyond the fountain a circle of hobgoblins were in a heated debate, drawing something on the floor and then scuffing it out with their feet. Near what was likely the crypt door, three goblins leaned against the wall lazily. An open door across the room revealed a spiral staircase leading upward, and on either side of it were red curtains that had been mounted about ten feet high. The ceiling of the room stretched upward for twenty feet or more, making the space seem overwhelmingly large. Alex drew up his bow and took aim on the hobgoblin they had seen leading the baboons on leashes and let the missile fly. The arrow struck it underneath the arm where there was no armor, and smiled as it howled and yelped across their makeshift battle map. The others pivoted to see the door closing and they growled and ran towards it. By the time they had got there and onto the outdoor platform above the square, Alex and Yaritza were no where to be seen. Meanwhile, Jerrin, Thovaas and Bratton surged up the crypt steps to the door to the tower lobby. Finding the door unlocked and not barred, they easily passed into the room with no opposition to be found except for a screaming baboon, which Jerrin dispatched quickly. Thovaas and Bratton went to the inner double doors to prevent them from entering back through, and Bratton threw down a bag of caltrops on the other side of the doors from him. Prepped and ready, the three of them waited behind the doors for the hobgoblins to return inside. In the square the hobgoblins fanned out to find the sniper. One started to climb up to get a better view, and Yaritza heard him stumbling up towards her hiding spot next to the tower. Alex couldn’t let the opening go and fired an arrow at the ascending hobgoblin, and the shot ricocheted off its hip. Distracted, it jumped down to seek out the source as it pulled out its scimitar and called to his nearby companions. One of the others began to climb the solid dirt wall, and then Alex struck the first through the heart with his rapier. The two remaining attacked him viciously, and Yaritza pulled up along the edge to fire a shot into one of them, which immediately turned to see her and began climbing towards her again. The other hobgoblins returned back to the vestibule, and one of them stopped and pointed at the caltrops spread across the stone tiles. The hobgoblins readied themselves, as there were no sounds of the frantic baboon within the lobby, which reassured them that they had been duped. Moving around the caltrops, they began to open the doors slowly when both Thovaas and Bratton stuck at separate targets. The doors swung wide and the battle was joined. Alex withdrew halfway up the stairs and the hobgoblin kept coming at him. Yaritza was soon toe-to-toe with the other, and she was dealt a nasty blow by it. On the inside, Jerrin called forth a grossly oversized badger ally in the midst of the enemy in the vestibule. Several more hobgoblins poured into the space and they struck the badger relentlessly, but it only got mad and trembled with rage. The hobgoblin shaman called forth a spiritual ally of his own, and it appeared behind Bratton and attacked. Tempest, Jerrin and Bratton made it disperse as Thovaas dropped another of the hobgoblins. The dire badger had also been defeated, and the groups assessed each other. The hobgoblins pulled back to the outdoor platform and waited for the party to strike. Jerrin called forth another dire badger to lead the attack on them. The badger went straight at the hobgoblin shaman and landed several blows as Thovaas and Bratton charged outside to attack. Jerrin rode Tempest into the fray and several of the hobgoblins dropped. Alex and his attacker traded blows on the steps and Yaritza huddled beneath her shield as blows fell against it. The hobgoblins fell one by one, and the hobgoblin leader fought to get by the party to escape to the inside, but instead his body slithered down the steps past Alex, distracting his assailant long enough to strike a deadly blow. The rest of the hobgoblins paused when they saw this and reeled, running down the steps and through the streets of the town. The group fired arrows at the slowest, ensuring that those hobgoblins would never return. The group set about searching the corpses, investigating each for gold and other trinkets. Yaritza took a circle of miniature skulls laced with hemp string and feathers and herbs that she collected from the shaman hobgoblin that was killed. Casting a spell of identification she quietly found out that it gave off an aura of the necromantic school. Alex made his way over to the fallen hobgoblin leader and collected a circlet from its forehead. Yaritza also cast a spell to determine what it might be, and an impression of protection magic shone from it as Alex held it firmly in his hands. It was determined that it enhanced the wearer’s natural protection, making it tougher to pierce their skin. Alex wiped it clean and slipped the silver circlet over his head. The group talked about magic, items and divided up the gold they had collected. Meanwhile Alex slipped back inside to investigate the lobby. Once inside the double doors, Alex felt the temperature drop by twenty degrees. “Close the door behind you, intruders, as it is unbearably hot this day.” The bellowing voice echoed around the room, but it was apparent that it came from behind one of the curtains. Alex called for the others without letting his eyes leaving the red curtains. The others crashed in, looking for the new emergency and stopping once they had entered the chill room. Soon they heard the voice again, deep and smooth, and it seemed to talk to Jerrin. It said that his connection with the lupine spirits must be much stronger than his. He admitted using his powers to grant the Wolfskull goblins the worgs they rode into battle, as well as trying to destroy what he called the horse-man which the party recognized as Loshad. Jerrin kept him talking and the voice revealed that it was a reverent disciple of the canine spirits, and that Jerrin must have been manipulating the spirits to work against the wolves. As they talked, Alex stealthily moved around the room to arrive at the door to the stairs as Yaritza slinked into a corner towards the curtain. Alex pushed his shoulder to the door as he tried the handle, but neither budged. The curtain fluttered and a huge pure-white wolf poked its head out, baring its fangs before exhaling a blast of cold winter chill on Alex. Alex ran backward, leaping over the edge of the fountain as he anticipated the white wolf to follow him. Jerrin brought forth a giant bat that snapped then hovered above the wolf before he cast a spell and launched an orb of flame that struck the wolf in the head. The winter wolf tossed aside the curtain and streaked across the room, striking out at Tempest. Jerrin moved to strike the beast with another fiery orb, and Thovaas came in to flank it. The beast breathed out another wintry chill at Tempest, and its bite clamped down on nothing but air. Bratton moved in to help, while Alex and Yaritza fired arrows at any openings. Before much longer the large white wolf slumped to the stone tiles, dead. Jerrin felt along its flank and noticed it had a collar around its neck. Slipping it off the dead beast, he tried to read the elvish arcane characters inscribed on it. Jerrin put the collar on himself and tried to pushing some of the studs before Yaritza came to categorize what abilities it had. Searching around the rest of the room, the group pulled back the first curtain to reveal bedding and blankets thick with white fur. Finding nothing but fleas they moved on to look behind the second. There they saw a bed, a chair and a table with several notes written in an infernal language. As Alex was investigating them, Yaritza saw his heel tip one of the floor tiles upward. Moving the stone tile revealed a hole downward that held a burlap bag. Just as Yaritza was about to reach into it, Alex grabbed her forearm and pulled it back. He pointed into the hole and nearly hidden there was a snake, a viper, which could have been a very nasty surprise. Stabbing the snake, they brought up the partially open bag full of coins. In it was a mix of gold and silver pieces, some minted from the Kingdom of Correl and a lot more of the silver that was not. As they divvied up the coins, the group discussed their next step. Should they rest and recoup their health? Or should they press on by getting to the steps? [/QUOTE]
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