Strahd's "The lost Caverns of Tsojcanth" - Game Ended successfully!


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Upon rousing, Turo moves to find a spot that is a bit secluded from his companions and then kneels in prayer and meditation. He spends the next hour renewing his channel to his deity, replenishing his power, and preparing for the challenges that he knows must certainly lie ahead.

Then, he joins the others for a breakfast of hardtack and pemmican, with some nuts and dried fruit for variety. "Makes me long for a nice inn," says Turo, chewing on a particularly tough peice of the cured meat.


I'll get up Turo's prepped spells shortly.
 

Allyra

“So far, so good,” Allyra says after she has finished her morning studies and renewed her magical armor for the day.

“Soon, we will find out what's hidden underneath.”
 

"I will not miss leaving this cavern one bit." murmurs Toman more to himself than anyone else.

As he prepares for the day, he carefully dons his armor once again and goes through some exercises with his blade -- it had been a long time since he had held it in his hand.

"If, as you say, the only way out of here is downward, then I am prepared to cut through everything in my path to reach that goal. May whatever god watches over those residents of this place have mercy upon them from me."
 

Drengar

The dwarf gathers his equipment and readies himself. "I am weady to go! Down the staiws is it? Who is fiwst?"
 

"Then let us be on our way." Turo straps on his warhelm, grabs shield and morningstar, and prepares to head into the depths.
 



You begin to decent into the depth of the Oerth. Several steps down you notice a tablet that is part of the wall. Attached to the tablet is a tiny hook, a ring rest on the hook.
The tablet read:

In the center lies the gate
But opening it is sure to vex
Many are guards who wait
As you go to the middle hex

Randomly sent to find a way
Back to a different iron door
A seventh time and you may stay
And seek the glowing prize no more

You have won old Iggwilv’s prize
Her hoarded cache of magic
And freed the one with yearning eyes
Whose lot was hunger tragic

*I copied it to the RG thread.

Stepping down to the darkness, you begin to hear noises from the bottom.
[sblock=Allyra & Toman]
The noises are talks in a dialect of draconic – you hear many voices, they speak about mundane things like food and caring for infants.
[/sblock]
 


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