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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dekana" data-source="post: 5821346" data-attributes="member: 57009">[sblock=Eithal]There's nothing wrong with the water.[/sblock]Jarel-karn is sure enough of where the magic is radiating from that he can lead the party to it. Unfortunately, the swamp is not at all easy to walk through, and "Harold" is nearly separated from the others at one point. It takes an hour for everyone to trudge through the slushy water to reach the final destination, and in the meantime, everyone begins to feel the effects of the shadow spell. At the corner of your eyes, you see quick movements - shadows, threatening to engulf you and then pulling back behind the trees when you turn your head to look. The frustration, unease, and even paranoia that some of you are feeling is irrationally amplified.Up ahead, you see a single dead tree towering high above. Its limbs are twisted into menacing jagged shapes, and you swear that they resemble scowling faces if viewed from the right angle. As you step closer, you realize that the shadow magic is most powerful at the tree's base. It might even be dangerous for you to remain here much longer, lest you be afflicted by rage yourselves.While you discuss how to dispel or otherwise end the shadow magic, several of you once again catch glimpses of shadows dancing along just at the edge of vision. This time, however, they don't disappear from view when you turn to look at them. The shadows all drift to ground level and sink beneath the swampwater or out of sight behind trees.Then, you all see an unnerving sight. A rotting arm raises straight up out of the swamp water. The undead arm continues its rise until the body attached to it becomes visible. It's Kaz! For those of you that knew him in life, the elf certainly looked better when you saw him during the events of The Rerisen Tower. He's pretty clearly a zombie now.Uuggggghhhh... he moans painfully.Other shadows coalesce into solid form nearby.[sblock=Damen]Your eldest sister walks out from behind one of the trees, tendrils of shadow whirling about around her. She speaks to you, though you don't see her lips moving."You should have stayed in the city, brother. Your pathetic effort to gain power will end in this swamp. You will not usurp my position!"[/sblock][sblock=Eithal]"I've finally tracked ye' down!" you hear a familiar voice call out. From behind one of the trees, out steps an unwelcome sight: Brastrix Avreskt', the dragonborn who held you as a slave for much of your childhood. He speaks to you, his lips not moving at all. "I dun much like it when my property runs off, missy. Yer coming back to the island - and you can come willin'ly, or I can chop ye' up into pieces and sew you back up when we get dere!"[/sblock][sblock=Scarmiglione]One of the shadows coalesces into solid form and takes on the appearance of a human man in expensive plate armor."I say, what a disgusting mode of transit." Strangely, you don't see his lips moving as he speaks. Then, the man looks directly at you and exclaims, "There you are, you accursed blabbermouth!" Wait a minute... you know this man! He's Sir Moynifried, the slayer of the Dragon of Asparth! And does he look ever pissed off."Perhaps you don't remember me. I'm the man whose marriages you ruined! And that's the last mistake you'll ever make!"[/sblock][sblock=Jarel-karn]One of the shadows assumes an almost human form, but it remains transparent and ghostlike. It takes on a familiar visage: that of your father. He floats up off the ground, scowls murderously at you, and then disappears once again.You still feel his presence in the area.[/sblock][sblock=Beatrice]Some of the shadows race away from you to the edge of vision. A few moments later, you hear several people stomping through the swampwater. You then see four tall, broad shouldered men with brilliant blonde hair and shining, flawless teeth. They are all heavily armored in plate and carry shortspears. Their shields are emblazoned with the helmet of Pallas Athena.By the dark gods! It's a party of pre-4th edition paladins!The apparent leader of the paladins addresses you, although you strangely don't see his lips moving. "Beatrice Wellington! You are charged with theft, bribery, corruption of a minor, manslaughter, impersonation of a cleric of Athena, and consorting with the Dark Powers of Ravenloft! You are hereby tried, found guilty, and condemned!"After the leader makes his proclamation, all four of the paladins once again turn formlessly into shadow and disappear from view. But you get the feeling that they're still in the area.[/sblock][gm]You all see something slightly different. Each of you sees zombie Kaz, several solidified shadows advancing rapidly, and the figure(s) associated with your (and only your) sblock.This is a combat, but I won't have a map up until at least tomorrow. Go ahead and roll initiative in the meantime.[/gm]</blockquote>

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