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<blockquote data-quote="Sic_Pixie" data-source="post: 5950921" data-attributes="member: 52403"><p><strong>Heart in a Jar and an energy draining flurry. All makes for a fun filled evening.</strong></p><p></p><p>They all rush to Pringle’s reclining form and swiftly examine him; he is however very dead having had his life force sucked out of his body. They gather his things and then wrap him in some canvas and then leave his body for later retrieval. They all go through the Pavilion searching for clues and gather up anything of any note from the corpse. They find several notes but it’s all in a code they have difficulty understanding now that their cryptographer has passed; they are sure it’s important though so they pack it along with everything else. The rest of the pavilion seems to be dedicated to the vivisection and painting of various small animals. Sayuri takes a close look at the extremely detailed paintings being done and feels the vomit surging up from her stomach. She manages to control herself though before it surfaces and turns away in disgust.</p><p></p><p>They also find a strange looking poem which is faintly disturbing. It’s written on soft and supple leather which feels strangely warm to the touch. </p><p></p><p>Upon the ashen pathways tread</p><p>Softly, as the whispered dead.</p><p>As mortal flesh doth rot and fail</p><p>To leech and maggot, ebbing frail.</p><p>Unhallowed words cannot be spoken,</p><p>With whispered oath, death lies broken.</p><p>Shed fear, shed life, shed pain, shed time,</p><p>Eternity seized shall soon be thine.</p><p>First spirit torn from Grave-Lady’s grasp</p><p>Be rent and sown as soured ash.</p><p>Soft the spiral song reverses,</p><p>Judgment lost; damnation surges.</p><p>Keeper of the damned’s soul take,</p><p>With packlord’s heart the beast shall wake</p><p>And flesh be wrought in disarray—</p><p>Stillborn cocoon, to blessed decay.</p><p>A hundred slain lie innocent,</p><p>Grind bone and marrow to cement.</p><p>Craft now a skull of splintered graves,</p><p>Unmake life, unmake the slave.</p><p>Where history churns dream to blister,</p><p>Necrophagous secrets whisper</p><p>Through chronicles of Raven’s tongue—</p><p>A legacy of fear unspun.</p><p>Blood spilt atop the Iron Thorn</p><p>Invokes that which cannot be born.</p><p>Arise the Tyrant now unbound,</p><p>Bearer of the Carrion Crown!</p><p></p><p>So that does not seem too ominous as the party look at each other; they pick up on the packlord’s heart; but apart from that it seems to be nonsense but will require more investigation later.</p><p></p><p>Healing up their many wounds but unable to heal the wound left by their deceased member they continue onwards. Unlocking the huge stone doorway to the tower from the inside is relatively easy; they then carefully approach the squat building adjacent to the tower. This is the armory; a well build and solid squat building that has stood the test of time. However the insides are mostly barren with only the racks remaining which once held many weapons. Peering into the darkness inside they are able to see a couple of humanoid figures lurking within but are unable to identify their true purpose or intentions. Grembor, Zordlan. Kat and Nashkar enter tentatively trying to identify the lurking figures. Figures which in turn bare teeth sharp suited to the tearing of flesh and claws with long nails fit for rending; their eyes glowing with a dim red glow with the putrid rot of decaying flesh filling the small space.</p><p></p><p>Getting closer they identify the creatures as Wight’s; a nasty form of undead which quite happily devours the life energy of any living creature. Four of them descend upon the party and most of these die very quickly. (Fireball from Pringle previously exploded in here and they all failed their saves bar one who as yet has not appeared) Zordlan takes one out with a blow from his curved blade; Gembor kills one with an arrow to its chest followed by another arrow piercing its glowing red orb the point of which exits it’s skull as it drops to the floor. Nashkar chops one apart with his axe as if felling a tree while Kat is the only one who misses her target. Striking back the Wight scores a nasty blow against Kat slamming its putrid fist into her stomach forcing the wind from her lungs and drawing her life energy from her body. </p><p></p><p>A lithe form drops to the ground before Grembor; her form wrapped in a tattered robe and brightly burning red eyes peering out from the desiccated remains of her face. She slams an open palmed strike to his face hoping to stun him but fails.</p><p></p><p>Zordlan turning round in surprise unleashes a couple of blows one of which misses; there is no response from the robed Wight as his blade scores a deep cut in her side. Grembor back pedaling as he felt the deep cold of death as his life was leached from his system; wondering if Pringle felt this very same feeling right before his life force was snuffed out. He unleashes a trio of arrows at the swiftly moving Wight recognizing that it moves very differently from the others. Kat attempts to strike down the Wight upon her but misses as Nashkar stumps around the empty weapon racks and unleashes an axe blow upon the newcomer which strikes wracking her body with electricity and a nasty axe wound to her chest. She turns her gaze upon them and sneers evilly as Nashkar recognizes this is no ordinary Wight but a Dread Wight; a wholly more powerful creature of undeath. Sayuri notices something in the way this newcomer moves as well but it does not fully coalesce till later so she fires off a brightly coloured ray from her finger which should have caused some damage had it hit. </p><p></p><p>The normal Wight tries hitting Kat again and catches a glancing blow on her shoulder again drawing out her energy; The Dread Wight looking around tries hitting Zordlan as he did the most damage to her but his armor foils her many attempts with her flurry of blows. The whole group gulps as her flying fists and feet bounce off his armor several times as Zordlan heaves his own sigh of relief. </p><p></p><p>Zordlan returns the favor however as his sword blows are easily evaded by the lithe Dread Wight Monk. Grembor fires off some more arrows which miss again; one of them seemingly plucked from the air by the Wight. Kat finally manages to deliver enough damage to the Wight she is fighting to send it tumbling to the floor a lot more dead than it was previously. Nashkar summons a healing spell to his hand and attempts to touch the vile creature pretending to life before him but his blue glowing hand fails to make contact and this action makes him the Dread Wight’s new greatest enemy. Sayuri tries another cantrip sending another glowing ray from her fingertip but this also misses impacting to no effect upon the dwarven armor of Nashkar. </p><p></p><p>Our friendly neighborhood Dread Wight Monk unleashes another flurry of fists and feet upon the Dwarf who is feeling a little put upon as a couple of them connect sending his head reeling as his life force is consumed by the undead monstrosity before him as her fists connect with his jaw leaving large purple welts there. </p><p></p><p>Frustrated Grembor misses several more times while Zordlan actually hits once opening up a slice along her neck which had she been mortal would have ended the fight there. Kat turns around and tries to hit the Dread Wight again without success as Nashkar finally manages to place his positively charged hand upon her side; she winces as the positive energy flows into her leaving devastation in its wake. She again unleashes a flurry of blows upon Nashkar one a powerful jab in his eye causing him immense distress while the other is just a foot to his armpit. Both pull out his life energy and Nashkar is feeling the pain as his life levels are getting dangerously low. However he should not be discouraged as Zordlan delivers a pair of solid blows; the second of which removes her head sending it rolling into the corner of the room.</p><p></p><p>Nashkar collapses onto the ground his heart beating weakly in his chest; life energy almost spent as the rest of the team explore the room and poke through the Dread Wight’s meager possessions. They do find a nice looking belt made of bronze disks each with a stylized figure upon them in various poses of death; the other interesting discovery is of a jar filled with a foul smelling liquid but within which is floating the preserved remains of a heart.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sic_Pixie, post: 5950921, member: 52403"] [b]Heart in a Jar and an energy draining flurry. All makes for a fun filled evening.[/b] They all rush to Pringle’s reclining form and swiftly examine him; he is however very dead having had his life force sucked out of his body. They gather his things and then wrap him in some canvas and then leave his body for later retrieval. They all go through the Pavilion searching for clues and gather up anything of any note from the corpse. They find several notes but it’s all in a code they have difficulty understanding now that their cryptographer has passed; they are sure it’s important though so they pack it along with everything else. The rest of the pavilion seems to be dedicated to the vivisection and painting of various small animals. Sayuri takes a close look at the extremely detailed paintings being done and feels the vomit surging up from her stomach. She manages to control herself though before it surfaces and turns away in disgust. They also find a strange looking poem which is faintly disturbing. It’s written on soft and supple leather which feels strangely warm to the touch. Upon the ashen pathways tread Softly, as the whispered dead. As mortal flesh doth rot and fail To leech and maggot, ebbing frail. Unhallowed words cannot be spoken, With whispered oath, death lies broken. Shed fear, shed life, shed pain, shed time, Eternity seized shall soon be thine. First spirit torn from Grave-Lady’s grasp Be rent and sown as soured ash. Soft the spiral song reverses, Judgment lost; damnation surges. Keeper of the damned’s soul take, With packlord’s heart the beast shall wake And flesh be wrought in disarray— Stillborn cocoon, to blessed decay. A hundred slain lie innocent, Grind bone and marrow to cement. Craft now a skull of splintered graves, Unmake life, unmake the slave. Where history churns dream to blister, Necrophagous secrets whisper Through chronicles of Raven’s tongue— A legacy of fear unspun. Blood spilt atop the Iron Thorn Invokes that which cannot be born. Arise the Tyrant now unbound, Bearer of the Carrion Crown! So that does not seem too ominous as the party look at each other; they pick up on the packlord’s heart; but apart from that it seems to be nonsense but will require more investigation later. Healing up their many wounds but unable to heal the wound left by their deceased member they continue onwards. Unlocking the huge stone doorway to the tower from the inside is relatively easy; they then carefully approach the squat building adjacent to the tower. This is the armory; a well build and solid squat building that has stood the test of time. However the insides are mostly barren with only the racks remaining which once held many weapons. Peering into the darkness inside they are able to see a couple of humanoid figures lurking within but are unable to identify their true purpose or intentions. Grembor, Zordlan. Kat and Nashkar enter tentatively trying to identify the lurking figures. Figures which in turn bare teeth sharp suited to the tearing of flesh and claws with long nails fit for rending; their eyes glowing with a dim red glow with the putrid rot of decaying flesh filling the small space. Getting closer they identify the creatures as Wight’s; a nasty form of undead which quite happily devours the life energy of any living creature. Four of them descend upon the party and most of these die very quickly. (Fireball from Pringle previously exploded in here and they all failed their saves bar one who as yet has not appeared) Zordlan takes one out with a blow from his curved blade; Gembor kills one with an arrow to its chest followed by another arrow piercing its glowing red orb the point of which exits it’s skull as it drops to the floor. Nashkar chops one apart with his axe as if felling a tree while Kat is the only one who misses her target. Striking back the Wight scores a nasty blow against Kat slamming its putrid fist into her stomach forcing the wind from her lungs and drawing her life energy from her body. A lithe form drops to the ground before Grembor; her form wrapped in a tattered robe and brightly burning red eyes peering out from the desiccated remains of her face. She slams an open palmed strike to his face hoping to stun him but fails. Zordlan turning round in surprise unleashes a couple of blows one of which misses; there is no response from the robed Wight as his blade scores a deep cut in her side. Grembor back pedaling as he felt the deep cold of death as his life was leached from his system; wondering if Pringle felt this very same feeling right before his life force was snuffed out. He unleashes a trio of arrows at the swiftly moving Wight recognizing that it moves very differently from the others. Kat attempts to strike down the Wight upon her but misses as Nashkar stumps around the empty weapon racks and unleashes an axe blow upon the newcomer which strikes wracking her body with electricity and a nasty axe wound to her chest. She turns her gaze upon them and sneers evilly as Nashkar recognizes this is no ordinary Wight but a Dread Wight; a wholly more powerful creature of undeath. Sayuri notices something in the way this newcomer moves as well but it does not fully coalesce till later so she fires off a brightly coloured ray from her finger which should have caused some damage had it hit. The normal Wight tries hitting Kat again and catches a glancing blow on her shoulder again drawing out her energy; The Dread Wight looking around tries hitting Zordlan as he did the most damage to her but his armor foils her many attempts with her flurry of blows. The whole group gulps as her flying fists and feet bounce off his armor several times as Zordlan heaves his own sigh of relief. Zordlan returns the favor however as his sword blows are easily evaded by the lithe Dread Wight Monk. Grembor fires off some more arrows which miss again; one of them seemingly plucked from the air by the Wight. Kat finally manages to deliver enough damage to the Wight she is fighting to send it tumbling to the floor a lot more dead than it was previously. Nashkar summons a healing spell to his hand and attempts to touch the vile creature pretending to life before him but his blue glowing hand fails to make contact and this action makes him the Dread Wight’s new greatest enemy. Sayuri tries another cantrip sending another glowing ray from her fingertip but this also misses impacting to no effect upon the dwarven armor of Nashkar. Our friendly neighborhood Dread Wight Monk unleashes another flurry of fists and feet upon the Dwarf who is feeling a little put upon as a couple of them connect sending his head reeling as his life force is consumed by the undead monstrosity before him as her fists connect with his jaw leaving large purple welts there. Frustrated Grembor misses several more times while Zordlan actually hits once opening up a slice along her neck which had she been mortal would have ended the fight there. Kat turns around and tries to hit the Dread Wight again without success as Nashkar finally manages to place his positively charged hand upon her side; she winces as the positive energy flows into her leaving devastation in its wake. She again unleashes a flurry of blows upon Nashkar one a powerful jab in his eye causing him immense distress while the other is just a foot to his armpit. Both pull out his life energy and Nashkar is feeling the pain as his life levels are getting dangerously low. However he should not be discouraged as Zordlan delivers a pair of solid blows; the second of which removes her head sending it rolling into the corner of the room. Nashkar collapses onto the ground his heart beating weakly in his chest; life energy almost spent as the rest of the team explore the room and poke through the Dread Wight’s meager possessions. They do find a nice looking belt made of bronze disks each with a stylized figure upon them in various poses of death; the other interesting discovery is of a jar filled with a foul smelling liquid but within which is floating the preserved remains of a heart. [/QUOTE]
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