The Reconquista: Part I (Shadows over Istivin)

Morley

"Normally, I would be in favor of stew, but the smell down here has dampened my desire for food. I really don't want to come back here. I say press on."
 

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Once finished with his spell casting, Gregor leans with his back against the wall for a moment to let the spell take effect.

"Well, we can push on if you all want, but I'm warning you. . . any more creatures having a root around in my head and I'm going home."
 

George

In response to Gregor's comment, George will say in a casual off handed way so as to imply it is being said in jest "I thought there would be plenty of room in there for them to root"
 

Gregor gives George a wolfish stare, literally as he changes shape before the man's eyes to growl his response. Then his licks his chops thoughtfully for a moment before returning to his human form. He gathers up his shed equipment once more, hoping that his strength has returned enough to carry it all again.
 

Anastasia Winterheart

"We should press on. I fear that if we leave, the evil will only replace its fallen." States the Holy warrior as she begins to look about the area.
 

Clutching the magical pearls in his hands, Gregor begins mumbling the words that complete the restorative spells on Reivik, Anastasia, and himself. (OOC: casts 2 lesser restoration spells on himself: 2d4 = 7 points of Strength damage healed; casts 1 lesser restoration spell on Reivik: 1d4 = 2 points of Strength damage healed; casts 1 lesser restoration spell on Anastasia: 1d4 = 4 points of Strength damage healed)
 

As Gregor feels his strength flow back into him, he begins to perk up a little. The shadows touch have still left him weakened, but he no longer trembles on death's door.

"Let's move."

He shifts back into his wolf form and gives a small yip to get everyone up and moving as he resumes his place in the marching order.
 

Reveik nods his thanks to Gregor. Although still feeling weakened, he is strong enough to continue on. He once again lifts Bar to rest against his shoulder, the weapon's shaft sliding into the groove in his armor, and starts forward down the passage.
 

The journey onward

Three options present themselves to the group. You can either investigate the guard room to the east that the shadows emerged from. You could also head down the western corridor which Latalya assured everyone ends in a similar guard room. The final option is to turn back and explore a branch of the cell block you passed by earlier.

As you decide on where to go next you hear the sound of metal being bent or torn coming from down the western cell block corridor. It sounds as if it is as least 100 feet away, although in these long echoing corridors it is hard to tell. It rings out for a few seconds, immediately replaced by muffled humanoid screaming.
 

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