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<blockquote data-quote="DM-Rocco" data-source="post: 2332684" data-attributes="member: 14451"><p><strong>Session 25 Module the Tomb of Horrors</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Well, the skeleton points to the arch,” said Shump, “I think we are to go in.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“But the arches have been nothing but trouble so far,” said Delvin, “we lost Rupert to the first one and three others cause of the second one.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“If shades of red stand for blood the wise will not need to sacrifice aught but a loop of magical metal - you’re well along your march.,” quoted Khael getting caught up to date.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Stonecracker, stop looking around the room will ya, we are trying to solve this riddle,” said Oaklin, “I think this must be correct, orange is a shade of red, the color of blood.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Perhaps blood is an ill omen,” grumbled the dwarf, mostly to himself, “not to be bothered with,” Stonecracker was searching the walls and pews and broken alter, looking for anything they may have forgotten.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Well, how about this,” cried Shump as he picked up the skeleton on the floor and threw it into the misty arch. They waited a moment and heard it hit the wall on the far side of the arch.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Looks like it doesn’t get teleported anywhere,” replied Khael.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Well, must be the way to go then,” said Shump and he walked into the arch before anyone could stop him. Time passed and nothing. Then, a blood curdling scream came from the arch and a skeleton came flying out of the misty arch. A smoldering pile of bones broke on the ground before them and the skull landed at Delvins feat. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">Another had died.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">Then came the laughter.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">Not a chilling laughter from a long dead lich, not a nervous laughter to break the tension but a ‘I got you,’ laughter from Shump.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“You should have seen the look on your eyes,” he screamed and then grabbed his mouth. It was higher pitch then before. He thought his voice had just cracked and tried to talk again. “What the…,”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“If shades of red stand for blood ,” said Khael as he looked upon the nude, female body of Shump as she walked out of the mist. She instantly returned, to the mist, more in embarrassment than for any other reason. When they could finally get her out she was the same in attitude as before, but not in looks. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“This wizard has no bounds in decency,” she instantly flew into a rage and ran about the small room screaming at the top of her lungs. She finally settled down when Stonecracker spoke.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Stop your whining, told ya not to do it,” cried the dwarf, “in all my five years in the dwarven navy I have never heard someone wail as much as ye. Now come here, I think I found something.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">All of them gathered around the faint ‘O’ above a small slot. Khael dug in his bag for a moment and pulled forth a ring of magic. He inserted it into the slot and waited.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“If shades of red stand for blood the wise will not need to sacrifice aught but a loop of magical metal - you’re well along your march,” quoted Khael and as he finished a small two foot wide by four foot high and ten inch thick wedged shaped block of stone moved from its hidden place and crushed the magic ring.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">They piled through the small hole and found it lead to a hallway. They moved slowly from the room along the hall until they found a door. It studied the door for a long time before opening it. Khael even cast spells to see through illusions and to detect traps. They found none.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">They opened the door and that is when they found the first trap. Oaklin cast a spell and flew them, one at a time, over the pit. When the come upon the second door, they followed the same procedure. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“Two pits along the way will be found to lead to a fortuitous fall, so check the wall,” quoted Khael.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“So, we should look for a fortuitous fall here,” queried Shump as she began to look about.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“No, I think it means that on the other side of that door will be another pit and something in the bottom of the pit will be fortuitous,” said Delvin. Sure enough there was a pit on the other side of the door and a pit. Oaklin flew them to the bottom of the pit once he had discovered that a hidden door was in the bottom of the pit. It opened to yet another passageway with stairs leading down. Khael, under the influence of his True Sight spell, noticed the secret passage to the left, but they decided to check out where the stairs lead to first.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">On the second landing the stairs descended into yet more mist. They had had enough of mists now and cast spells to blow the mists from the hallway. They caught the glimpse of a door before the mist started to roll back. They threw balls of fire at the mists, trying to burn it away, to no avail. They cast several more spells to continue blowing the mist back and they ran for the door. Once they touched the door, the mist subsided and a booming voice from the whole of the chamber made a demand.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“WHO DARES TO DISTURB THE REST OF ACERERAK?” he boomed, “IT IS YOUR DEATH WHICH YOU HAVE FOUND.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">From the far side of the room, a figure dressed in rotting robes stood from his gold couch and began to move to attack the party.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">The party threw all manner of spells at the Lich, but it was Shump that hit it with three quick and furious hits from a silver in-laid mace he found at the base of the stairs. At this point, the mace shattered, the lich whither to nothing and the room began to shake. The whole of the ceiling started to crash down upon them.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“That cannot be Acererack,” said shump as he fled the room, “he died to quickly for someone who designed a Tomb of this power.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“I think there is more to it than this,” said Delvin, “there is more to the riddle from the entrance, this cannot be it.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">“There is more to the Tomb,” said Khael, “a secret passage down the side of the top of the stairs.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 10px">* * *</p></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 10px"></p><p>Kuth’lik waited until the party left. He knew they would not be back to sift through the rubble, none ever returned. He began to clean the room and set things straight. He removed the illusions cast about the place and recreated the mummy and the spells that would protect it from the next batch of adventurers who might come this way. He programmed the voice and carefully laid down another silver in-laid mace at the base of the stairs. After everything was in place and reconstructed, he cast two last spells and bound them to a permanent effect. One was a set of thin webs that he cast at the base of the stairs and the other replaced the fear gas that filled the hall.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><em><em>They might just make it,</em> </em>he thought for a moment. <em>They have pulled themselves together, it only took the loss of five lives to make them think about things before leaping. They might just make it to the end. </em>Then he reflected to the rest of the tomb and how much further they had to go<em>. </em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><em>Perhaps they may not.</em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DM-Rocco, post: 2332684, member: 14451"] [b]Session 25 Module the Tomb of Horrors[/b] [size=2]“Well, the skeleton points to the arch,” said Shump, “I think we are to go in.” “But the arches have been nothing but trouble so far,” said Delvin, “we lost Rupert to the first one and three others cause of the second one.” “If shades of red stand for blood the wise will not need to sacrifice aught but a loop of magical metal - you’re well along your march.,” quoted Khael getting caught up to date. “Stonecracker, stop looking around the room will ya, we are trying to solve this riddle,” said Oaklin, “I think this must be correct, orange is a shade of red, the color of blood.” “Perhaps blood is an ill omen,” grumbled the dwarf, mostly to himself, “not to be bothered with,” Stonecracker was searching the walls and pews and broken alter, looking for anything they may have forgotten. “Well, how about this,” cried Shump as he picked up the skeleton on the floor and threw it into the misty arch. They waited a moment and heard it hit the wall on the far side of the arch. “Looks like it doesn’t get teleported anywhere,” replied Khael. “Well, must be the way to go then,” said Shump and he walked into the arch before anyone could stop him. Time passed and nothing. Then, a blood curdling scream came from the arch and a skeleton came flying out of the misty arch. A smoldering pile of bones broke on the ground before them and the skull landed at Delvins feat. Another had died. Then came the laughter. Not a chilling laughter from a long dead lich, not a nervous laughter to break the tension but a ‘I got you,’ laughter from Shump. “You should have seen the look on your eyes,” he screamed and then grabbed his mouth. It was higher pitch then before. He thought his voice had just cracked and tried to talk again. “What the…,” “If shades of red stand for blood ,” said Khael as he looked upon the nude, female body of Shump as she walked out of the mist. She instantly returned, to the mist, more in embarrassment than for any other reason. When they could finally get her out she was the same in attitude as before, but not in looks. “This wizard has no bounds in decency,” she instantly flew into a rage and ran about the small room screaming at the top of her lungs. She finally settled down when Stonecracker spoke. “Stop your whining, told ya not to do it,” cried the dwarf, “in all my five years in the dwarven navy I have never heard someone wail as much as ye. Now come here, I think I found something.” All of them gathered around the faint ‘O’ above a small slot. Khael dug in his bag for a moment and pulled forth a ring of magic. He inserted it into the slot and waited. “If shades of red stand for blood the wise will not need to sacrifice aught but a loop of magical metal - you’re well along your march,” quoted Khael and as he finished a small two foot wide by four foot high and ten inch thick wedged shaped block of stone moved from its hidden place and crushed the magic ring. They piled through the small hole and found it lead to a hallway. They moved slowly from the room along the hall until they found a door. It studied the door for a long time before opening it. Khael even cast spells to see through illusions and to detect traps. They found none. They opened the door and that is when they found the first trap. Oaklin cast a spell and flew them, one at a time, over the pit. When the come upon the second door, they followed the same procedure. “Two pits along the way will be found to lead to a fortuitous fall, so check the wall,” quoted Khael. “So, we should look for a fortuitous fall here,” queried Shump as she began to look about. “No, I think it means that on the other side of that door will be another pit and something in the bottom of the pit will be fortuitous,” said Delvin. Sure enough there was a pit on the other side of the door and a pit. Oaklin flew them to the bottom of the pit once he had discovered that a hidden door was in the bottom of the pit. It opened to yet another passageway with stairs leading down. Khael, under the influence of his True Sight spell, noticed the secret passage to the left, but they decided to check out where the stairs lead to first. On the second landing the stairs descended into yet more mist. They had had enough of mists now and cast spells to blow the mists from the hallway. They caught the glimpse of a door before the mist started to roll back. They threw balls of fire at the mists, trying to burn it away, to no avail. They cast several more spells to continue blowing the mist back and they ran for the door. Once they touched the door, the mist subsided and a booming voice from the whole of the chamber made a demand. “WHO DARES TO DISTURB THE REST OF ACERERAK?” he boomed, “IT IS YOUR DEATH WHICH YOU HAVE FOUND.” From the far side of the room, a figure dressed in rotting robes stood from his gold couch and began to move to attack the party. The party threw all manner of spells at the Lich, but it was Shump that hit it with three quick and furious hits from a silver in-laid mace he found at the base of the stairs. At this point, the mace shattered, the lich whither to nothing and the room began to shake. The whole of the ceiling started to crash down upon them. “That cannot be Acererack,” said shump as he fled the room, “he died to quickly for someone who designed a Tomb of this power.” “I think there is more to it than this,” said Delvin, “there is more to the riddle from the entrance, this cannot be it.” “There is more to the Tomb,” said Khael, “a secret passage down the side of the top of the stairs. [center]* * * [/center] Kuth’lik waited until the party left. He knew they would not be back to sift through the rubble, none ever returned. He began to clean the room and set things straight. He removed the illusions cast about the place and recreated the mummy and the spells that would protect it from the next batch of adventurers who might come this way. He programmed the voice and carefully laid down another silver in-laid mace at the base of the stairs. After everything was in place and reconstructed, he cast two last spells and bound them to a permanent effect. One was a set of thin webs that he cast at the base of the stairs and the other replaced the fear gas that filled the hall. [i][i]They might just make it,[/i] [/i]he thought for a moment. [i]They have pulled themselves together, it only took the loss of five lives to make them think about things before leaping. They might just make it to the end. [/i]Then he reflected to the rest of the tomb and how much further they had to go[i]. [/i] [i]Perhaps they may not.[/i] [/size] [/QUOTE]
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