howandwhy99
Adventurer
[DAY 27 – Moonday, Juna 16th, CY 81]
The soldiers and militia were slow to rise the next morning. Groans and grunts were heard from all around. Igor concocted a strong smelling brew meant to wake those who drank it. Not many agreed to. The sergeants of the army brigade began ordering the soldiers into their ordered routine again. As usual in the mornings, Brother Ben and Darius prayed while Kayla read alone in her room. Ben felt strangely different now when he prayed. He had somehow changed after the ceremony with Father Hedrick. His mind felt lighter and his body rejuvenated with power. He decided to hold a special service for the encampment. His sermon focused on the evils of gluttony and how the ‘cups’ could control a man and even take his life. Afterwards, Darius helped out with confessions in the infirmary above. Quite a few had misgivings about their actions the day before.
The others in the group readied their gear for exploration and gave orders to the well watch team to listen for their return. After the whole team descended, the guards above lowered by rope a makeshift wooden bridge. It was the one Darius had previously ordered to span the sandtrap in the caverns below Quesquaton. The front door opened very, very slowly as if it were losing power. This disturbed the group. Darius looked over the door. “It is as if it had aged 1000 years since last I saw it.” They decided to stake the door open from now on and keep a twenty-four hour watch on the well above in case any dead kobolds were still in hiding. Upon entering, Ben noticed that all of the stone walls in the upper level had deteriorated since his last visit only a couple weeks ago. He wondered if Igor, Kayla, or Darius had noticed the same during their talk the day before.
Stopping in the magical circle room they saw its carved stonework had deteriorated. The circle did not seem to work. They called out “Zelligar” and nothing happened. The wood bridge was dragged down the stairs. Even the archway to the caverns was no longer protected by the wizard’s name. “I guess we’ll have to rope over to Zelligar’s rooms through the collapsed storage room behind his throne” said Dram. Ben was not sure this was a wise idea. The team moved into the dug out second level and saw that a lot of the sandy flooring within was wet. After placing the bridge over the sandtrap they started exploring to see if anything else had changed. Heading back up the stairs, Kayla noticed that every pool was empty in the large poolroom. The carved stones around their bases were crumbling too. Down below in the kobolds’ mock throne room, Ben noticed that the secret room hidden behind the little bone throne and had held the godnail was completely collapsed into the abyss below Quesquaton. Once they met back up the extensive damage was confirmed by everyone. Much of the floor had sunk in the lower cavern portions and the chasms were growing. Kayla speculated that the pulsing red hangnail might have powered the front door, the archway, and even the circle. It was not a thought Ben wanted to dwell on.
The group moved on to the boulder covered entrances to the massive bat cave when Ben noticed Igor stuffing the torn up, red wax statues into his backpack. “How is that possible!?” exclaimed Brother Ben. “This is some devilry!” Darius and the others jumped in pointing out that while the pack was unusual it had actually helped in saving Ben’s life. Discretely they did not mention putting him inside it however. “’s the same pack I always ‘ad. My dear mother gave it to me on ‘er deathbed.” Brother Ben decided to keep a good distance away from Igor when the group entered the bat cave. From within clattering noises could be heard in the darkness. Whoosh! A small bone creature flew past Mirel. “Unbelievable! They can still fly!” called out Dalin.
Ben filled himself with divine power and willed it at the undead bats. The sickly things looked even more deteriorated than before and popped in midair by the dozens when the light fell on them. There were still thousands of bats left over from the previous ‘cleaning’, so the group decided to wait while Brother Ben worked to destroy them all. They walked to the center of the room towards the biggest mass of boney-bats. A few members sat down to get away from the swarm when out of the gloom a green tentacle reached out for Igor and wrapped around his leg.
The soldiers and militia were slow to rise the next morning. Groans and grunts were heard from all around. Igor concocted a strong smelling brew meant to wake those who drank it. Not many agreed to. The sergeants of the army brigade began ordering the soldiers into their ordered routine again. As usual in the mornings, Brother Ben and Darius prayed while Kayla read alone in her room. Ben felt strangely different now when he prayed. He had somehow changed after the ceremony with Father Hedrick. His mind felt lighter and his body rejuvenated with power. He decided to hold a special service for the encampment. His sermon focused on the evils of gluttony and how the ‘cups’ could control a man and even take his life. Afterwards, Darius helped out with confessions in the infirmary above. Quite a few had misgivings about their actions the day before.
The others in the group readied their gear for exploration and gave orders to the well watch team to listen for their return. After the whole team descended, the guards above lowered by rope a makeshift wooden bridge. It was the one Darius had previously ordered to span the sandtrap in the caverns below Quesquaton. The front door opened very, very slowly as if it were losing power. This disturbed the group. Darius looked over the door. “It is as if it had aged 1000 years since last I saw it.” They decided to stake the door open from now on and keep a twenty-four hour watch on the well above in case any dead kobolds were still in hiding. Upon entering, Ben noticed that all of the stone walls in the upper level had deteriorated since his last visit only a couple weeks ago. He wondered if Igor, Kayla, or Darius had noticed the same during their talk the day before.
Stopping in the magical circle room they saw its carved stonework had deteriorated. The circle did not seem to work. They called out “Zelligar” and nothing happened. The wood bridge was dragged down the stairs. Even the archway to the caverns was no longer protected by the wizard’s name. “I guess we’ll have to rope over to Zelligar’s rooms through the collapsed storage room behind his throne” said Dram. Ben was not sure this was a wise idea. The team moved into the dug out second level and saw that a lot of the sandy flooring within was wet. After placing the bridge over the sandtrap they started exploring to see if anything else had changed. Heading back up the stairs, Kayla noticed that every pool was empty in the large poolroom. The carved stones around their bases were crumbling too. Down below in the kobolds’ mock throne room, Ben noticed that the secret room hidden behind the little bone throne and had held the godnail was completely collapsed into the abyss below Quesquaton. Once they met back up the extensive damage was confirmed by everyone. Much of the floor had sunk in the lower cavern portions and the chasms were growing. Kayla speculated that the pulsing red hangnail might have powered the front door, the archway, and even the circle. It was not a thought Ben wanted to dwell on.
The group moved on to the boulder covered entrances to the massive bat cave when Ben noticed Igor stuffing the torn up, red wax statues into his backpack. “How is that possible!?” exclaimed Brother Ben. “This is some devilry!” Darius and the others jumped in pointing out that while the pack was unusual it had actually helped in saving Ben’s life. Discretely they did not mention putting him inside it however. “’s the same pack I always ‘ad. My dear mother gave it to me on ‘er deathbed.” Brother Ben decided to keep a good distance away from Igor when the group entered the bat cave. From within clattering noises could be heard in the darkness. Whoosh! A small bone creature flew past Mirel. “Unbelievable! They can still fly!” called out Dalin.
Ben filled himself with divine power and willed it at the undead bats. The sickly things looked even more deteriorated than before and popped in midair by the dozens when the light fell on them. There were still thousands of bats left over from the previous ‘cleaning’, so the group decided to wait while Brother Ben worked to destroy them all. They walked to the center of the room towards the biggest mass of boney-bats. A few members sat down to get away from the swarm when out of the gloom a green tentacle reached out for Igor and wrapped around his leg.
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