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Rappan Athuk: Ravage of The Unusual Heroes!
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Rezkalar’s Lair and Beyond
The companions traveled cautiously through The Great Desert along trade routes and common routes. They did not want to risk a run-in with Zhentarim patrols or roaming barbarians. Following the map that Gnettles created from the books in the library, they came upon a huge castle made of sand. The front door of the large castle was open wide, allowing them to enter.
A large dragon with scales of burnished brass and mottled green wings stood on it’s hind legs with one front claw on it’s chin. It’s puzzled expression seemed to be prompted by a book that rested near it’s feet.
(Text taken from The Book of Challenges)
“Wow, look at all the gold!” shouted Lox.
Rezkalar turned his head to look down upon them, and a wisp of smoke escaped from snout. Gnettles pushed Lox aside and stepped forward.
“Greetings, Great Rezkalar! We have come to ask you a question of great importance,” he called.
Rezkalar looked back down at his book, and his frustrated look returned.
Gnettles turned and looked at his companions, and shrugged.
“If you could answer but one question, Rezkalar, we will be on our way, great dragon,” Dent called.
“Hey, dragon! Can I have some gold? What do dragons need so much gold for anyway?” shouted Lox excitedly.
Rezkalar looked down at the halfling again. “What do you need gold for?”
“I have two babies on the way,” said Lox.
“That is all Faerun needs…two more of you.”
“Hey, that’s the second time someone has said that…I don’t think I’m going to take that as a complement,” Lox said, crossing his hands over his chest.
“Lox, please quiet down,” warned Dent.
“I am in the middle of solving a puzzle right now, I’m afraid. Your question will have to wait,” said Rezkalar.
“A puzzle, eh? How about we help you solve your puzzle, and then you answer our question?” asked Gnettles.
“Very well,” said Rezkalar, another plume of smoke issuing from his snout. “But I warn you, I’ve had the book for months and have not figured out this puzzle.”
“It does not sound like we’re getting the key,” grumbled Nola.
“Let us look upon your book, great Rezkalar,” called Gideon. The party took the book and began looking at it’s cover. The green book had fourteen lines of runes across it’s face.
“What sorta puzzle is that?” asked Lox.
“Apparently the book belonged to a wizard named Zyphur. He was known for organizing his spells in strange ways,” explained Rezkalar. “Once the runes on the front of the book are deciphered, the lock opens and the puzzle is finished.”
The heroes hunkered down onto the floor of the dragon’s lair and looked at the book for long, boring hours. During this time, Lox entertained himself by talking to Rezkalar, who was growing tired of hearing the halfling speak.
“Lox, get over hear and leave the dragon alone,” growled Gideon.
“I’m not doin’ anything wrong, Gideon. I’m just making a friend…a friend with lots of gold.”
Lox threw himself into the large piles of gold and started flailing around. This caught everyone’s attention, even Rezkalar’s.
“Lox, get over here!”
“Wow, swimming in gold isn’t as fun as it sounds,” said the halfling rubbing his chin.
Hours passed and eventually the heroes began to realize there was a pattern to the script. Gnettles suggested that perhaps the symbol was an apostrophe, which was when the heroes began shouting out the names of spells. The cover of the book was a sort of index describing which spells were located in the book. Once the group named them all, the lock was undone and the book opened freely.
The spells on the cover were:
Melf’s Acid Arrow
Drawmij’s Instant Summons
Bull’s Strength
Tenser’s Floating Disk
Rary’s Mnemonic Enhancer
Leomund’s Trap
Mordenkainen’s Lubrication
Cat’s Grace
Otto’s Irresistible Dance
Evard’s Black Tentacles
Bigby’s Interposing Hand
Otiluke’s Resilient Sphere
Nystul’s Undetectable Aura
and Tasha’s Hideous Laughter.
“Wonderful work,” said Rezkalar nodding his head.
Gnettles asked the brass dragon about the key, and Rezkalar explained that the key could be found in the drow city of Chael-Rekshaar. He explained that there was an opening to the Underdark city in The Silver Marches.
“I can lead us through the Savage Lands and into the Silver Marches,” offered Nola.
“The Silver Marches are a place of hope…don’t change that,” said Rezkalar.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nola lead the companions back through the desert and into the forests of The Savage Lands. Just before they had reached The Silver Marches, a beautiful elven woman rode up to them on horseback.
“Hail, great adventurers,” she called as she dismounted. “I am Arden Windsong, and I have been sent by Elminster and the Harpers to find you. Great danger is brewing within Rappan Athuk.”
“I am Dent Masterson, milady. The dangers are great in Rappan Athuk. Which are you referring to?”
“The allegiance between Gruumsh, Bane, and Lolth,” warned Arden. “As unusual as it may sound, it is true. The trio of evil is forming an army to attack and take over the area, and the first place they intend to strike is Waterdeep. I have been sent to help you locate the key in the Underdark city of Chael-Rekshaar, and assist you in Rappan Athuk.”
Introductions were made, and the wagon was hidden in a safe place. Arden lead them through the Silver Marches to the opening that would take them into the darkness below. On the way, she warned them of the creatures that lurked in the Underdark, such as the desmodus. She explained that there were rumors that bat-like creatures called desmodus were spotted in the area, and were believed to be living in the Underdark, although they were thought to be extinct not so long ago.
They arrived at the crevice in the earth and began entering slowly. Once they were all inside, the companions moved slowly down the cave-like corridor. Gnettles cast light on Nola’s sword to serve as a light source. As they entered a large, open cavern, arrows began to fly from the darkness, striking the barbarian several times. Nola began to growl and bellow as she had when the heroes first encountered her, the berserker frenzy taking control of her.
The desmodus began dropping from the ceiling to attack the intruding adventurers. The three that were on Nola were viciously biting and clawing at her. When she dropped one with the might of her sword, another came to pounce on her.
A desmodu leapt down in front of Gideon and attempted to strike him with it’s sickle-like sword, but Gideon used his mind blades to deflect the blow. Gnettles saw that there were more desmodus lurking in the darkness, and he cast Fireball on them. Nearby, Dent and Arden were firing their bows into the desmodu, while Lox was near Haley, fending off the bat-like creatures with his short sword. Inmir ran up the side of the cavern and leapt into the air, his spin-kick connecting with the desmodu’s chest.
The final two bat-creatures were still attacking Nola, whose frenzy kept everyone a safe distance away from her. However, when she killed her last foe, the barbarian woman turned to face the party. She was drenched in blood that was both hers and the desmodu’s. She fell to her knees as the berserker rage began to wear off.
“Is she okay?” asked Arden.
Dent and Gideon ran to her side, but it was too late. The barbarian was dead. It seemed as though her rage was the only thing that had kept her alive. Once her frenzy ended, and the adrenaline was gone, so was her life. They carried her back out to the surface and blew the bone whistle to summon Talon. The giant raven allowed them to secure her to it’s back, and it took her back to the Savage Lands.
The heroes had had enough of the death that seemed to surround them. They were ready to tear apart Chael-Rekshaar piece by piece if that was what it took.
When they re-entered the darkness underground, they heard moaning, as though someone were hurt. Lox found that one of the bat-people were gagged and bound. Dent removed the gag, and they began questioning the desmodu.
The creature introduced himself as Viday. He said that he was not a war-loving desmodu, and that there were four factions in all. Dent untied the Viday, and allowed him to explain that the War Faction of the desmodu takes what they want or need by force. They attack first, and ask questions later. The Explorer Faction were more friendly, and sought out allies and trading partners throughout the Underdark and the surface. Viday explained that he was an explorer. He went on to say that the Merchant Faction follow the Raiding Faction and seek wealth and influence, bartering for goods instead of fighting.
Gnettles asked Viday about the key, and how to get to Chael-Rekshaar. Viday offered to guide them to the fallen drow city, since they had spared his life and freed him. The explorer lead the group through safer passageways until they reached a huge cavern, which had obviously been a grand city at one time.
“I believe that, if there is a key to be found, it will be within that shrine,” said Viday.
The group proceeded with caution, entering the temple as quietly as possible. The upper level appeared to be empty. As they began entering, however, six desmodu came up the stairs that lead deeper into the temple, swords at the ready. Gnettles quickly cast Lightening Bolt and the desmodu fell back, injured. After receiving such a powerful blast, the bat-like creatures were not much of a challenge for the group.
Dent picked up a sword that one of the creatures had been carrying. Gnettles informed him, after casting, that the sword was magical.
“I could use a magical weapon,” said Inmir.
Dent was surprised since none of them had really seen Inmir wield a weapon at all. The ranger handed him the longsword, and Inmir hefted it for a moment.
“This will do,” he said. Then he took the blade of the sword in his hands and shattered it ferociously.
“What in the Abyss are you doing?” shouted Dent.
“Hey, that was magical,” cried Lox.
“Yes, which is why I wanted it,” said Inmir. “I have just as much right to the spoils as everyone else here. What I do with my treasure is my business.”
“You’re crazy,” said Gideon.
“We’re not wasting anything else that way,” said Dent. “If you want treasure, you can have gold!”
The party bickering ended when Arden began singing. The lilting melody was almost relaxing, until the party realized what she was doing. Hovering in the doorway was a beholder, which Arden held fascinated with her song.
“What do we do?” whispered Inmir.
“I don’t know,” said Dent. “It will probably attack if we approach it.”
“I don’t think we have much choice,” said Gideon. “Who knows how long her song will last?”
“I can take care of this,” smiled Gnettles. As soon as the gnome began casting, the beholder snapped out of it’s trance and closed it’s central eye. Before it could fire it’s deadly rays, Gnettles had polymorphed it into a sloth.
“Whoa,” said Lox. “I wanna be something interesting, Gnettles! Will you change me? Ooh, if you change me into a toad, I won’t have to get married!”
“Settle down, Lox. The sloth is still in here,” said the gnome. “We need to find it.”
Inmir and Gideon approached the sloth, seeing that it was still in the doorway, only it was on the floor and no longer hovering. The sloth looked up at Gideon and shot out a ray. Inmir fell back with surprise, not realizing the sloth retained the beholder’s abilities! Inmir grabbed Gideon, who had fallen to the ground and dragged him a distance away from the sloth. Gnettles cast Ice Storm in the area, and killed the sloth.
“Give me room,” instructed Arden. “I can heal him.”
The bard knelt down next to Gideon, but looked up in horror.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” asked Dent.
“He’s…gone.”
A hush fell over the group. What had just happened? How was Gideon suddenly dead?
“I’ve read that the rays of a beholder can sometimes kill a person instantly,” said Arden quietly. “I doubt he felt any pain.”
“This is insane,” whispered Dent, kneeling next to Arden. “Everyone is dying.”
“Not everyone,” she said. “We can still find this key and save your friends in Rappan Athuk. We must continue, Dent. If we do not, Gruumsh, Lolth and Bane will rule Faerun.”
The Adventure Continues…
The companions traveled cautiously through The Great Desert along trade routes and common routes. They did not want to risk a run-in with Zhentarim patrols or roaming barbarians. Following the map that Gnettles created from the books in the library, they came upon a huge castle made of sand. The front door of the large castle was open wide, allowing them to enter.
A large dragon with scales of burnished brass and mottled green wings stood on it’s hind legs with one front claw on it’s chin. It’s puzzled expression seemed to be prompted by a book that rested near it’s feet.
(Text taken from The Book of Challenges)
“Wow, look at all the gold!” shouted Lox.
Rezkalar turned his head to look down upon them, and a wisp of smoke escaped from snout. Gnettles pushed Lox aside and stepped forward.
“Greetings, Great Rezkalar! We have come to ask you a question of great importance,” he called.
Rezkalar looked back down at his book, and his frustrated look returned.
Gnettles turned and looked at his companions, and shrugged.
“If you could answer but one question, Rezkalar, we will be on our way, great dragon,” Dent called.
“Hey, dragon! Can I have some gold? What do dragons need so much gold for anyway?” shouted Lox excitedly.
Rezkalar looked down at the halfling again. “What do you need gold for?”
“I have two babies on the way,” said Lox.
“That is all Faerun needs…two more of you.”
“Hey, that’s the second time someone has said that…I don’t think I’m going to take that as a complement,” Lox said, crossing his hands over his chest.
“Lox, please quiet down,” warned Dent.
“I am in the middle of solving a puzzle right now, I’m afraid. Your question will have to wait,” said Rezkalar.
“A puzzle, eh? How about we help you solve your puzzle, and then you answer our question?” asked Gnettles.
“Very well,” said Rezkalar, another plume of smoke issuing from his snout. “But I warn you, I’ve had the book for months and have not figured out this puzzle.”
“It does not sound like we’re getting the key,” grumbled Nola.
“Let us look upon your book, great Rezkalar,” called Gideon. The party took the book and began looking at it’s cover. The green book had fourteen lines of runes across it’s face.
“What sorta puzzle is that?” asked Lox.
“Apparently the book belonged to a wizard named Zyphur. He was known for organizing his spells in strange ways,” explained Rezkalar. “Once the runes on the front of the book are deciphered, the lock opens and the puzzle is finished.”
The heroes hunkered down onto the floor of the dragon’s lair and looked at the book for long, boring hours. During this time, Lox entertained himself by talking to Rezkalar, who was growing tired of hearing the halfling speak.
“Lox, get over hear and leave the dragon alone,” growled Gideon.
“I’m not doin’ anything wrong, Gideon. I’m just making a friend…a friend with lots of gold.”
Lox threw himself into the large piles of gold and started flailing around. This caught everyone’s attention, even Rezkalar’s.
“Lox, get over here!”
“Wow, swimming in gold isn’t as fun as it sounds,” said the halfling rubbing his chin.
Hours passed and eventually the heroes began to realize there was a pattern to the script. Gnettles suggested that perhaps the symbol was an apostrophe, which was when the heroes began shouting out the names of spells. The cover of the book was a sort of index describing which spells were located in the book. Once the group named them all, the lock was undone and the book opened freely.
The spells on the cover were:
Melf’s Acid Arrow
Drawmij’s Instant Summons
Bull’s Strength
Tenser’s Floating Disk
Rary’s Mnemonic Enhancer
Leomund’s Trap
Mordenkainen’s Lubrication
Cat’s Grace
Otto’s Irresistible Dance
Evard’s Black Tentacles
Bigby’s Interposing Hand
Otiluke’s Resilient Sphere
Nystul’s Undetectable Aura
and Tasha’s Hideous Laughter.
“Wonderful work,” said Rezkalar nodding his head.
Gnettles asked the brass dragon about the key, and Rezkalar explained that the key could be found in the drow city of Chael-Rekshaar. He explained that there was an opening to the Underdark city in The Silver Marches.
“I can lead us through the Savage Lands and into the Silver Marches,” offered Nola.
“The Silver Marches are a place of hope…don’t change that,” said Rezkalar.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nola lead the companions back through the desert and into the forests of The Savage Lands. Just before they had reached The Silver Marches, a beautiful elven woman rode up to them on horseback.
“Hail, great adventurers,” she called as she dismounted. “I am Arden Windsong, and I have been sent by Elminster and the Harpers to find you. Great danger is brewing within Rappan Athuk.”
“I am Dent Masterson, milady. The dangers are great in Rappan Athuk. Which are you referring to?”
“The allegiance between Gruumsh, Bane, and Lolth,” warned Arden. “As unusual as it may sound, it is true. The trio of evil is forming an army to attack and take over the area, and the first place they intend to strike is Waterdeep. I have been sent to help you locate the key in the Underdark city of Chael-Rekshaar, and assist you in Rappan Athuk.”
Introductions were made, and the wagon was hidden in a safe place. Arden lead them through the Silver Marches to the opening that would take them into the darkness below. On the way, she warned them of the creatures that lurked in the Underdark, such as the desmodus. She explained that there were rumors that bat-like creatures called desmodus were spotted in the area, and were believed to be living in the Underdark, although they were thought to be extinct not so long ago.
They arrived at the crevice in the earth and began entering slowly. Once they were all inside, the companions moved slowly down the cave-like corridor. Gnettles cast light on Nola’s sword to serve as a light source. As they entered a large, open cavern, arrows began to fly from the darkness, striking the barbarian several times. Nola began to growl and bellow as she had when the heroes first encountered her, the berserker frenzy taking control of her.
The desmodus began dropping from the ceiling to attack the intruding adventurers. The three that were on Nola were viciously biting and clawing at her. When she dropped one with the might of her sword, another came to pounce on her.
A desmodu leapt down in front of Gideon and attempted to strike him with it’s sickle-like sword, but Gideon used his mind blades to deflect the blow. Gnettles saw that there were more desmodus lurking in the darkness, and he cast Fireball on them. Nearby, Dent and Arden were firing their bows into the desmodu, while Lox was near Haley, fending off the bat-like creatures with his short sword. Inmir ran up the side of the cavern and leapt into the air, his spin-kick connecting with the desmodu’s chest.
The final two bat-creatures were still attacking Nola, whose frenzy kept everyone a safe distance away from her. However, when she killed her last foe, the barbarian woman turned to face the party. She was drenched in blood that was both hers and the desmodu’s. She fell to her knees as the berserker rage began to wear off.
“Is she okay?” asked Arden.
Dent and Gideon ran to her side, but it was too late. The barbarian was dead. It seemed as though her rage was the only thing that had kept her alive. Once her frenzy ended, and the adrenaline was gone, so was her life. They carried her back out to the surface and blew the bone whistle to summon Talon. The giant raven allowed them to secure her to it’s back, and it took her back to the Savage Lands.
The heroes had had enough of the death that seemed to surround them. They were ready to tear apart Chael-Rekshaar piece by piece if that was what it took.
When they re-entered the darkness underground, they heard moaning, as though someone were hurt. Lox found that one of the bat-people were gagged and bound. Dent removed the gag, and they began questioning the desmodu.
The creature introduced himself as Viday. He said that he was not a war-loving desmodu, and that there were four factions in all. Dent untied the Viday, and allowed him to explain that the War Faction of the desmodu takes what they want or need by force. They attack first, and ask questions later. The Explorer Faction were more friendly, and sought out allies and trading partners throughout the Underdark and the surface. Viday explained that he was an explorer. He went on to say that the Merchant Faction follow the Raiding Faction and seek wealth and influence, bartering for goods instead of fighting.
Gnettles asked Viday about the key, and how to get to Chael-Rekshaar. Viday offered to guide them to the fallen drow city, since they had spared his life and freed him. The explorer lead the group through safer passageways until they reached a huge cavern, which had obviously been a grand city at one time.
“I believe that, if there is a key to be found, it will be within that shrine,” said Viday.
The group proceeded with caution, entering the temple as quietly as possible. The upper level appeared to be empty. As they began entering, however, six desmodu came up the stairs that lead deeper into the temple, swords at the ready. Gnettles quickly cast Lightening Bolt and the desmodu fell back, injured. After receiving such a powerful blast, the bat-like creatures were not much of a challenge for the group.
Dent picked up a sword that one of the creatures had been carrying. Gnettles informed him, after casting, that the sword was magical.
“I could use a magical weapon,” said Inmir.
Dent was surprised since none of them had really seen Inmir wield a weapon at all. The ranger handed him the longsword, and Inmir hefted it for a moment.
“This will do,” he said. Then he took the blade of the sword in his hands and shattered it ferociously.
“What in the Abyss are you doing?” shouted Dent.
“Hey, that was magical,” cried Lox.
“Yes, which is why I wanted it,” said Inmir. “I have just as much right to the spoils as everyone else here. What I do with my treasure is my business.”
“You’re crazy,” said Gideon.
“We’re not wasting anything else that way,” said Dent. “If you want treasure, you can have gold!”
The party bickering ended when Arden began singing. The lilting melody was almost relaxing, until the party realized what she was doing. Hovering in the doorway was a beholder, which Arden held fascinated with her song.
“What do we do?” whispered Inmir.
“I don’t know,” said Dent. “It will probably attack if we approach it.”
“I don’t think we have much choice,” said Gideon. “Who knows how long her song will last?”
“I can take care of this,” smiled Gnettles. As soon as the gnome began casting, the beholder snapped out of it’s trance and closed it’s central eye. Before it could fire it’s deadly rays, Gnettles had polymorphed it into a sloth.
“Whoa,” said Lox. “I wanna be something interesting, Gnettles! Will you change me? Ooh, if you change me into a toad, I won’t have to get married!”
“Settle down, Lox. The sloth is still in here,” said the gnome. “We need to find it.”
Inmir and Gideon approached the sloth, seeing that it was still in the doorway, only it was on the floor and no longer hovering. The sloth looked up at Gideon and shot out a ray. Inmir fell back with surprise, not realizing the sloth retained the beholder’s abilities! Inmir grabbed Gideon, who had fallen to the ground and dragged him a distance away from the sloth. Gnettles cast Ice Storm in the area, and killed the sloth.
“Give me room,” instructed Arden. “I can heal him.”
The bard knelt down next to Gideon, but looked up in horror.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” asked Dent.
“He’s…gone.”
A hush fell over the group. What had just happened? How was Gideon suddenly dead?
“I’ve read that the rays of a beholder can sometimes kill a person instantly,” said Arden quietly. “I doubt he felt any pain.”
“This is insane,” whispered Dent, kneeling next to Arden. “Everyone is dying.”
“Not everyone,” she said. “We can still find this key and save your friends in Rappan Athuk. We must continue, Dent. If we do not, Gruumsh, Lolth and Bane will rule Faerun.”
The Adventure Continues…
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Dr Midnight
Explorer
Yeah! Nice portrayal of Inmir's smashin'... "This will do nicely."
The group hates me.
The group hates me.
Hammerhead
Explorer
A great story, but WOW! So many deaths. You guys really need Cloaks of Resistance.
"When did I ever think that knowing the infernal
tongue might save my life?", Drexel thought to
himself.
The tiefling used his hat of disguise to elaborate on
his already fiendish appearance as he talked to the
hellish denizens of the realm. Eventually the silver
togue wizard convinced chaotic creatures that he had
just escaped home from a defeat at the hands of one of
Faerun's loathsome paladins. The monsters took him to
a demon mystic who had to be 'persuaded' to let Drexel
use his arcane laboratory. Shortly after the scuffle
Drexel was able to contact his wizard friend Noristour
and together they where able to return Drexel to
Ashabenford.
When Drexel returned he was greeted by old friends!
Aarack the earth genasi drow hunter raised his
drowbane longsword in salute and solstar the sorcerer
managed to tear himself away from his mirror long
enough to great his tiefling friend. Ziona's parents,
Zellian and Megara smiled happily. Lia, the
Spiderfang apprentice nodded and the goatlike
Noristour looked even less annoyed at having company
than usual.
"I didn't expect such a homecoming", said the shocked
Drexel.
"Noristour informed us you contacted him and reported
the word of Spiderfang's capture. We have rallied
this group to rescue him. Zellian and I wish to repay
our debt to the monk.", relied Megara.
The party made the hard journey to Zhentil Keep making
only a few quick stops on the way. One of those stops
were in Featherdale to pick up Lox Lumley's younger
brother Traps Lumpley. They would need the skills of
an experienced rogue if they wanted any hope of
freeing the captive Spiderfang.
This new party overcame numerous traps, deadly
monsters, and evil Zhents. Drexel was pleased to
learn that Ziona's mother Megara had become an
accomplished cleric of her own. Weeks later they fled
from Zhentil Keep carrying the tortured, battered and
unconcious Spiderfang to safety.
tongue might save my life?", Drexel thought to
himself.
The tiefling used his hat of disguise to elaborate on
his already fiendish appearance as he talked to the
hellish denizens of the realm. Eventually the silver
togue wizard convinced chaotic creatures that he had
just escaped home from a defeat at the hands of one of
Faerun's loathsome paladins. The monsters took him to
a demon mystic who had to be 'persuaded' to let Drexel
use his arcane laboratory. Shortly after the scuffle
Drexel was able to contact his wizard friend Noristour
and together they where able to return Drexel to
Ashabenford.
When Drexel returned he was greeted by old friends!
Aarack the earth genasi drow hunter raised his
drowbane longsword in salute and solstar the sorcerer
managed to tear himself away from his mirror long
enough to great his tiefling friend. Ziona's parents,
Zellian and Megara smiled happily. Lia, the
Spiderfang apprentice nodded and the goatlike
Noristour looked even less annoyed at having company
than usual.
"I didn't expect such a homecoming", said the shocked
Drexel.
"Noristour informed us you contacted him and reported
the word of Spiderfang's capture. We have rallied
this group to rescue him. Zellian and I wish to repay
our debt to the monk.", relied Megara.
The party made the hard journey to Zhentil Keep making
only a few quick stops on the way. One of those stops
were in Featherdale to pick up Lox Lumley's younger
brother Traps Lumpley. They would need the skills of
an experienced rogue if they wanted any hope of
freeing the captive Spiderfang.
This new party overcame numerous traps, deadly
monsters, and evil Zhents. Drexel was pleased to
learn that Ziona's mother Megara had become an
accomplished cleric of her own. Weeks later they fled
from Zhentil Keep carrying the tortured, battered and
unconcious Spiderfang to safety.
"Lox, can't you sit still?! We are on watch. That's
what we need to do WATCH."
"I'm bored, pretty one. Do you want to hear one of my
stories?! I have thousands of stories! This one
time..."
"Why don't I tell you a story for a change? I think I
may know all yours by now."
"Many years ago I was but a simple elf with a holy
sword travelling the world, righting wrongs. I had a
mission to rescue a merchants daughter from an unknown
foe. On the road we met a mage named Zygamor. He was
eager to help our cause and we accepted him into our
group. We entered the catacombs that the kidnapped
woman had been taken to and found ourselves in a
battle between two waring unknown races. Zygamor told
me who to attack and I believed his lie. A lie that
broke my faith as well as my holy weapon.
I never thought I'd see him again after a thousand
years living in this holy sword. It seems Zygamor is
more than just a human wizard if he is a wizard even
at all. I'm grateful for the opportunity to pay him
back. Lathander does indeed work in mysterious ways!"
what we need to do WATCH."
"I'm bored, pretty one. Do you want to hear one of my
stories?! I have thousands of stories! This one
time..."
"Why don't I tell you a story for a change? I think I
may know all yours by now."
"Many years ago I was but a simple elf with a holy
sword travelling the world, righting wrongs. I had a
mission to rescue a merchants daughter from an unknown
foe. On the road we met a mage named Zygamor. He was
eager to help our cause and we accepted him into our
group. We entered the catacombs that the kidnapped
woman had been taken to and found ourselves in a
battle between two waring unknown races. Zygamor told
me who to attack and I believed his lie. A lie that
broke my faith as well as my holy weapon.
I never thought I'd see him again after a thousand
years living in this holy sword. It seems Zygamor is
more than just a human wizard if he is a wizard even
at all. I'm grateful for the opportunity to pay him
back. Lathander does indeed work in mysterious ways!"
Breakstone
First Post
Heh heh heh.
Game night tonight!
Game night tonight!
Hammerhead
Explorer
Your characters are very cool. Any chance to see character sheets for the other Heroes, not just Dent and Avangel?
Yeah, we will try to get all of the characters up online. Most of them are in E-Tools now.
We just finished the Epic Battle, about 6 1/2 hours later (Now it's time to crash).
Needless to say, there is still a party, and the Unusual Heroes will carry on! We also have pictures, digital pictures, and video of tonight's event with 4 guest players.
We just finished the Epic Battle, about 6 1/2 hours later (Now it's time to crash).
Needless to say, there is still a party, and the Unusual Heroes will carry on! We also have pictures, digital pictures, and video of tonight's event with 4 guest players.
