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Message: <blockquote data-quote="PHDungeon" data-source="post: 5524306" data-attributes="member: 86320">This is a recount of Session #41 from Bella's point of view.Session 41:  Plan ‘T’It’s been a bad day.Turak has been acting strangely since we got here.  The dumb cow has been blissfully silent but uncharacteristically moody.  He pushes us forward constantly, at first I believed it was stress because his entire clan seems to have fallen under demonic influence, but we had barely entered his labyrinth before all of us realized it was something more.  This place is foul.I have gleefully shot Turak twice.  The first time at a disturbing altar we discovered that was made of a desecrated unicorn corpse.  Merely looking at it enchanted a person into walking towards it and compelled the person to destroy it, likely triggering several nasty traps in the process. I shot him to try and slow him down.  Even after Turak was able to resist the altar's affects he still walked up and smashed it.  The thing of course exploded in blast of abyssal energy and badly injured Smar.  When I first shot the bull, Smar believed I had been dominated, now he was only too happy to see me shoot him again.  We rested while Smar gathered his strength and nursed his wounds.  Turak paced the entire time.Our next task was a giant canyon.  Pillars of rock rose out of the dark depths and it was obvious that bridges had once connected them, but they had been cut down.  I was able to use my new abilities to propel my companions across the gaps, but only two at a time. We were almost across when a giant Behir scuttled out from behind one of the great rock columns and attacked us.  Harbek the dwarf stood alone against it, our party spread out across the enormous gaps but only for a few moments as Melech used his Arcane Gate to get the rest of the party to Harbek's aid.  It was a hard fight, the creature thrashed at us and even managed to toss a few of us off the pillar.  Fortunately the first to fall was the elf, the only one that could drop from 100 feet and sustain only minor injuries.  As I learn about their race, I despise them more every day.  The other was, tragically, Turak and to the surprise of everyone the fall managed to kill him.After the fight was over I leapt to Turak’s corpse and used our precious Raise Dead scroll to return him to us.  He was still eager to press on, it would seem that even death would not deter him from whatever was driving him forward.Our next trial was the priest of the Golden Horn clan and a great demon bound to a summoning circle.  This is the second time that I was permitted to shoot Turak as his bumbling forward would have disrupted the magic holding the demonic threat at bay.  It proved to be for naught as a nasty minotaur priest only had to speak a command word and the demon was unleashed upon us.  It could have been another nasty fight, but fortunately I was able to strike the shaman with an arrow and send him sprawling back into a spiked filled pit behind him.  He somehow survived, but when he finally managed to climb out we had already killed his demon and his re-enforcements.  We rewarded his triumph through perseverance with a quick death. The last chamber lay beyond.Now here we are.  Turak has engaged the chief of the Golden Horn clan in melee combat leaving his friends to face a small army of demons and corrupted minotaurs.  The pit in the center of the chamber produced an endless supply of minions.  Fortunately Melech was eventually able to overcome it’s magic but it was the most grisly battle I had ever been in.  I watched as our party fell to their onslaught one by one.  First the dwarf fell and his unconscious body was savaged by a demon.  The minotaurs seemed to have gotten extra powers from dark rituals and their very breath turned Smar into a stone statue.  Melech and Ardyn remained and both were badly injured and it was at this moment that the teifling beseeched me for aid.I should have ran.I remember looking longingly at the door and knowing with certainty that I could escape.  It occurred to me that I could finance a new group of heroes, I did not have to die here. Then an unwelcome thought ambushed me.What would Bjorn think of me?The thought took me by surprise but it spurred me into action.  Instead of running to the door I put myself between my companions and the demons.  Unfortunately I came too late to save Ardyn but Melech and I were able to kill the rest of our enemies.Turak had been victorious in his battle.  The crown upon the chief’s head had been enticing him to take the fallen chieftains place but in the end he was able to overcome its enchantment.Grimly, we departed for home through a linked portal.</blockquote>

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