The Creation Schema:THE FINAL BATTLE FOR POSSESSION OF THE SCHEMA

megamania said:
The sobbing you hear in the background is the DM trying to figure out how to contain the wretched halfling thief
Now, now there. *pats your back* He'll roll a 1 against a Dominate Person spell one of these days, I promise you. :)

Then you can let Garrow have his way with him. In whatever manner you choose to. :]

Please, no smut jokes. -_-; We can keep things relatively civilized, can't we? I was thinking along the lines of offering him as a sacrifice to one of those wayward Daelkyr, ya know. :]
 

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naw- just have him volenteer for a Mark of Justice with the Silver Flame Fanatics. If he ever steals, lies or cheats he become cursed with a mark on his forehead and -6 to a stat and rolls and checks.

Well=- today is game day. Sunday I'll be posting (or Monday -between work and and another game group I belong too.)

Already working on next three storys.

Monster Mash The return to the Mournlands
Outpost #51 A forgotten Cannith Outpost thought destroyed (location to another piece)
- plot to unite pieces
Xen' drik Jungle and final resting area for Creation Schema
- side adventure within Xen' drik
 

The explored as of 10/01/05 F= Molten Room
 

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EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 132
“The Worshipping Undead Wight Monk”

Once more the group of adventurers are forced to rest within the believed security and safety of the mysterious hallways that connect the rooms. Spells need to be relearned and wounds dealt with and healed. No one speaks about the events with the Paladin. Some think about it however. Was he a possible guide? Could he have helped? Was it wrong to kill him? Was he really a paladin? Is a ham sandwich better on rye or wheat?

Feeling rested and fully healed, the group gathers up their goods and wait at the door. “What are we about to face?” asks Sharshek.

“We left in a hurry. I’m not sure. After here I should be able to figure it out.” Answers Taskerdoo.

The rogue peeks through the door. “Pyramid.”

He opens the door fully and indeed the stone stairs of the pyramid appear before them. It is dark still as the only light is cast from glowing moss and lichen. Soft chanting can be heard from somewhere inside.

“What is that?”

“I’m not sure says Taskerdoo. Chanting of some sort. I can’t make out the language, much less the words.”

“Com’on!” yells the halfling rogue as he hops up the first set of stairs.

“Follow the runt.” Says Black sands as he watches him go higher up the pyramid.

Taskerdoo and Logan go to the right to look around. Sharshek goes after Cedious. Black sands takes to the stairs and the cleric stops at the doorway. “undead” he says to himself.

The chanting becomes louder and wilder. Then the chanting becomes clear- “We hear We come We protect” it is repeated over and over. Even as Cedious begins the top set of stairs the sounds of scrapping stones can be heard. Taskerdoo watches as skeletal hands push up and away stone covers all around the pyramid.

“Skeletons are coming out of the woodwork!” he yells. The cleric already has his holy symbol readied and moves towards the nearest undead climbing out.

At the top of the stairs, Cedious looks at a pale skinned gaunt humanoid wearing robes. Its eyes glow red when they open. Suddenly everything goes black even as Sharshek catches up with him. “Dammit!” he yells.

The top half of the pyramid appears to have been covered in a darkness spell even as Cedious and Sharshek reached the top. A dozen heavily armored skeletons advance on the rest of the party.

“The purity of my soul, imagination and prayer wills you away! Go back- Back BACK!” yells the cleric as a handful of skeletons begin to surge forward. They stop, hesitate then walk away to the backside of the pyramid. That was five of six. The other gets in his face.

Cedious, unable to see swings blindly at where he saw the figure. He misses. Sharshek does this also and hits. The creature swats him several times doing minor damage. However, he feels tired or fatigued from the hits (he passed by role-play it as tiring effect).

Black sands find a grouping of four armored skeletons and goes at them. He destroys one but not the next. “These are not your average skeletons!” he yells.

Logan paws at one. “Yeah- they are heavily armored.” Yells Taskerdoo the druid / mage halfling.

“Ugh.” He grunts when hit, “No- they are resistant to damage.” The ½ giant barbarian says with a smile on his face.

The cleric is not smiling. The skeleton on him has struck him once and keeps after him. The cleric is unable to mutter up much of an offence (AC 22 total).

Cedious has no idea what he is facing. It has yet to even occur to him that it is an undead. He just knows it has yet to hit him and he can’t seem to hit it and it is magically dark here. Then when hit, he feels the attempted draining of his life and knows it is undead. He steps back to locate his holy water and throws that in the general direction of the creature. It hisses as it steps into the fluid.

Black sands destroys more skeletons and Logan destroys the two he was attacking. He can see the cleric is in trouble. He goes there next.

Sharshek misses then hits. He is slapped around again, once very hard. His voice calls out through the darkness- “This thing is pissing me off!” and with that he misses again. Their wild swinging is keeping the creature wary but it still ducks in and strikes between blows. Cedious tries his decanter again but finds it is not working so well this time.


Finally they hear a satisfying thud as the creature goes down from a solid blow from Sharshek. Cedious feels around in the magical dark. He finds the body (ugh!) and a small pebble. He picks it up. As his fingers wrap around the pebble the darkness disappears.

OOC: Clinton- “I have a new toy!” DM- “uh-oh”

Black sands and Logan destroy the remaining skeletons including the ones cowered by the cleric's power. Taskerdoo goes to Cedious. “What do you have?”

He pulls it out of his pocket and opens and closes his hand to show how it works. “It will wear off and become a regular stone soon enough.”

“But the creature didn’t caste a spell on it. I think it had it on him and dropped it to use it.”

“As in a PERMANENT darkness spell?!?”

OOC: Clinton has been talking about a few classes to use next- Shadow Dancer or Warlock. He now knows. As a Warlock, he can see in a darkness spell. With his attacks and Rogue abilities he just may have powered up to be a problem. I, as DM- We will need to roll play that in some how to become a warlock (hoping to deter him from it Bill- “a Warlock gets his powers through infernal blood- just look at how the F***** rolls. He already has it!” wonderful.

There is nothing of additional use on the wight or the skeletons so the group begins to look for doorways. It is easy enough to find. Cedious is hesitant to enter. He remembers the Trapper all too well. The lowest chamber is forced open and Taskerdoo enters. The first room is empty so he continues in. There are four stone coffins just like before. He looks back once to see if anyone is following. Cedious is at the doorway watching for trouble (trappers) while the others are finishing their searches of the skeletons for anything of use.

Logan pushes up and forces the lid high. It is heavy then suddenly shows resistance. He pushes again and suddenly it pops free. What he missed was the chain that connected the lid to something inside. The second push has popped a stopper off and something murky rises out. Cedious hurries over to help. The smoky creature surrounds Logan and Taskerdoo.

Fearing it is a vampire, Cedious uses another vial of holy water and throws that at the smoke. It shatters on the stone and splashes through the smoke onto the Dire Wolverine. Nothing. He sighs and pulls out his rapier.

Together they defeat the creature (Belker) and begin to search the rest of the stones. Cedious finds one filled with clear fluid. Three glass bottles with glass stoppers are at the bottom of it. There is two scrolls and a ring within. He takes in a deep breath and reaches in. The acid bubbles and scalds him (ring of acid resistance aids him greatly) and he pulls out the three bottles. The ring has an etched feather on it and he correctly guesses it to be a ring of Feather Fall. The scrolls are- Acid Resistance and Cure Moderate Wounds.

The other two are empty and they step out to enter the smaller room above.
 

EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 133
“Another Piece Closer”

Cedious searches this room. His fear of trappers appears to be gone. Looking around he finds a secret door. He opens it and finds- inscriptions. “What is this?” he asks.

Taskerdoo looks at it. “Draconic”

If you wish to proceed
Then you need to answer
Then the door will concede

“Look around. There has to be more.”

“Here-“ says Cedious as he locates it.

Still in Draconic-

Our assault started
At the beginning of time
A tireless army
Marching in line
As each of us dies
Our reinforcement makes breach
Millions of warriors
Invading the beach

Taskerdoo sighs. “Waves”

The door opens and behind it is three potions of Cure Moderate wounds and a red crystal in a shape of an “x”. “Another X for the sculpture room.”

They carefully put this away into their bags. “Where to?” asks Cedious and Taskerdoo at the same time. They look at their notes and decide to go in a direction that they believe will allow them to enter the Swamplands again.
 

EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 134
“Drogan’s Sorrow”

While going through the hallway connecting the rooms Cedious offers the remaining beads of Feather Fall to the party. They all turn to the cleric and give them to him. He is annoyed at the universal believe that he needs this the most but also is quick to accept them.

After finding no traps, they proceed through to what they hope is the swamplands.

It is.

The trees are covered with vines and hanging moss. The ground is flooded and muddy. Cedious floats to the grounds and sinks to his ankles in the mud. He smiles knows the others will hit and sink much more than his lighter magically light body.

Taskerdoo and Logan leap into the tree and crash through it. The others drop into the mud becoming stuck and have a hard time walking within the quagmire. Listening carefully, the druid can hear the sounds of many crocodiles. Looking at the watery floor this is very bad. “Be careful where you walk guys. This place is full of gators and other dangers.”

“Like those” says the barbarian whom looks at the lily pads that are dangerously close to where they jumped. "“ know those- they have tentacles that they attack with. I think they are called Red Colonies."” CC page 151. They avoid it easily.

Taskerdoo takes interest in the obelisk he has spotted under the tree he has leapt into. He goes to check it out. It is leaning as the foundation is sinking over time. “Careful- that is a dangerous flower/” he says as Cedious pulls at the vines with white blossoms on it. He is curious about it also. Black sands looks at it. In draconic it reads-



This monument has been erected to the remembrance of all that have and will die. I am truly sorry it had to be this way but there are things best left alone

Drogan the Builder



“Sorry….?” Says the druid whom suddenly leans back as Logan leans forward to duck his head. Black sands curses at it and begins to destroy it in anger. “IF I EVER SEE YOU I’LL ……” and he keeps swinging and kicking at it. Details are not required as the intent is clear.

Black sands is frustrated by this trap and wants out.
 

EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 135
“What Did Happen to Elaydren’s Second Team?”

The shifter successfully led the team around the Hill giants and it was only a matter of days before reaching the Dark Hills. This was easy money. Once this mission was over, his life dept would be over to Captain Grappler. Damn that human for pulling him out of the ooze and paying for his two legs and hand to be regrown.

Then he stops. Something in the air. The cold makes some smells stand out. The smell of the undead is among these to him.

The shifter carefully moves up to the edge of a clearing. He is amazed by what he sees. A sky craft heavily damaged and tied to a large standing stone in the field. He eyes it further and sees the emblem of the Emerald Claw. The shifter can’t help himself. He growls and the hair rises on his back and neck. He was put into that prison where he was almost consumed by an ooze because of them.

The shifter watches and spies on the crew. There are a dozen soldiers and many skeletons. A large barrel chested man seems to be in charge. The ship shows signs of fire damage. So why does he smell undead?

Suddenly he hears something rushing through the forest behind him. He turns and sees a deer running in utter fear. “What the ….” Then he can hear yells and the sound of their warforged warlock releasing energy. The shifter takes off knowing his party is under attack.

It takes him I minute to reach them. What he sees amazes him. Several Hill Giant skeletons are attacking the party. Skeletons of animals and other humanoids also are arriving at the melee also. He sees several Emerald Claw soldiers surrounding a mage. That is the source of the necromancy he can sense and smell.

He surveys the land and sees Fodder is dead, their rogue. Gabby is dead, their mage. Jax is down but not dead. He was their psychic warrior. Cannon is hard pressed. He is their warforged warlock. It takes a moment to find Grappler. Then he sees he is everywhere. One of the skeletons is a troll and it remembers a favorite tactic.

Cannon steps onto a soft area and the ground collapses under him. Possibly an underground cave or sinkhole. The area is full of these natural and unnatural tunnels. So far they do not see him. Since Grappler is dead, they will not.

The shifter ranger takes to the forest and blends in quickly.
 

EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 136
“Cannon and Quickclaw”

The Emerald Claw attack took place on the surface two days ago. The shifter has returned to the site and now seeks the only possible surviving member of the team- Cannon.

The smell of the undead was better than this he thinks. It can be from only one thing. A Khyber Pit.

He entered the underground maze of natural tunnels yesterday. These tunnels are from lime deposits that have eroded from underground rivers and spring spill-overs. Other tunnels are from the local Bulettes and Umber hulks that wander the earth in this region. Some are made by the druids and other forest humanoids looking for protection from the surface dwellers.

He found where Cannon fell in about three hours ago. He fell into a deep crack in the earth that led to an underground dry river. The smells suggest creatures from Khyber. These could be simple aberrations to Beholders or Mindflayers. However, these smell of something worse. Fiends.

Then he finally finds Cannon. The warforged in caught in a huge web. Looking at it, it is not a web like any spider he has seen before. This web has the touch of ....Khyber within it. Moving closer but so as to be hidden and silent the Shifter ranger looks to get a better view. He sees a large spider with a strange emblem or tattoo on its body. Details can not be made out as the creature’s bristles largely cover it.
The spider seems to be studying the warforged warlock. Perhaps it has bitten him to poison him and waits for him to stop moving. If so, it has a long wait.

Another spider appears through a glowing crack in the earth. It stops and looks at the caught warforged. It turns and faces the other spider as if to speak to it. Suddenly the one spider attacks the first one and tears it apart!

Cannon takes this moment to stop feigning being poisoned and begins to thrash about within the web. Its actions are tearing the very webs free of the rock walls suspending him over the darkness. “Cannon- No!”

And it tears free and falls into the darkness. Then Quickclaw realizes his mistake too late. The other spider has already begun climbing towards him.
 

*singsong voice* Tee hee. You're in the trap now, no way ooooouuuutttt.... :]

On the other hand, the emergence of yet another Khyber Pit and the adventures of Quickclaw and Cannon prove to be an adequete diversion.
 

EBERRON
10/15/05
SEGMENT 137
“Hill Giants vs. Emerald Claw”

“Tok Tu Goth. Taj Jukka?”

“Do you speak giant gibberish my dear Karrion?” asks Keltis as he stands before several large Hill Giants guarding the entrance to Dark Hills.

“No. But he can.” The necromancer looks back and a large skeleton walks forward. The soldiers and other undead part for it. “What has it said dear Grindbase?”

Through the mental contact she has with the skeleton, she is translated the words of the living hill giant. “The oaf wants to know our purpose.”

Keltis smiles. “We come for Vol. We come to unlock the secrets of Drogan’s Trap. Tell him that.”

“I fear my skeleton lacks the voice to do so. I will try how ever.” Karrion Kold looks up to the Hill Giant and tries to bluff diplomatically. “Guff Duff Towanna. Got Milk Data?”

The Hill Giant stares at her. He is uncertain why she wants to see him seek enlightenment through dancing. “Hah! Du Rotta!” and the Hill Giant laughs.

Through her link she understands he thinks she trying to make jokes. Being the warm and fuzzy person she is, she mentally commands the undead to attack. She uses the only work in Giant she knows- “Brok!” (Die!)

More Hill Giants rush out from the surrounding forest and suddenly the Emerald Claw realizes this was a mistake. The battle is gruesome and long. The claw wins if only because a dead Hill Giant becomes a force for her to use as a weapon.

“I truly love your cold and deadly methods my lover.” Keltis says holding his badly wounded arm to his side.

A soldier comes up- “We need to seek shelter. Another storm comes. “

“This will be the third blizzard in the past two weeks. The very weather has decided to try to stop us. It will fail. Nothing can stop the Claw and Vol. Nothing.”

“Secure the air ship and follow us Captain Davdoor. We will use the Dungeon entrance as our shelter.”

And with that, they travel through the blood stained snow towards their goal- Drogan’s Trap and the Creation Schema.
 

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