Dukkoti tells you all “I can’t go down into that hole” and shudders “I need to be free, good luck to you all, I’m going over the wall” “Ill go with you.” replies Cal and without waiting for the rest of you to join them, they disappear over the wall.
The tunnel crawlspace is really tight for Blaze and Chtckh, and relatively easy for Plool. Varsk tells you he will watch the rear, but its possible he didn’t enter the hole at all. The rest of you squirm through the dark earth, nearly blind as the light from behind is cut off by the bodies of your companions. After what seems like much too long a tunnel, Blaze feels the crawl space open up. He stands a small ball of fire appears in his hand. You emerge into a strange chamber it looks like the earth has split open into a rough sphere. This is as far as the escaping slaves got. The chamber is filled with desiccated corpses, they look like they have been dead for seasons, but not years. They are all half covered in dirt and small rocks. None of them seem to be wearing more than the loincloth of a slave.
Then a new form rises up from behind a low boulder, wearing black earth covered white robes, and a flowing cloak also coved in black mud. He wears a crystal symbol of a bird around his head.
He looks crushed, one arm smashed and his chest broken. There is no blood left in his decaying body. He holds a spear in one hand, tipped in METAL.
“ I can hear the air in your lungs, and feel the breeze stirred by your movements. It is unbearable. Your breathing and movement must cease at once. Forever!”
He gestures and one of the dead slaves is pushed to his feet by the rocks and earth, its eyes empty and lifeless as its head turns towards you.
GM: | roll initiative. It looks like we lost 2 players, but if either wants to step back in, I can add their PC into the space F0. Varsk should also be joining back in when he can.
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