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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wraithdrit" data-source="post: 837207" data-attributes="member: 10820">Session Five (Part 1 of 3)Eleint 27th, 1372 - Predawn HoursThe party had a fairly quick, heated discussion on where they should try to rest at. The Zhentarim might come after them, so they needed some place that could be defended fairly well. Going back out of town was dicussed, but discarded for being too far out of the way. Holing up in the Temple of the Axe (the only still standing structure in the town) was discarded as too obvious an idea. The last idea was to go back into the excavated 'mines' that the party had explored, and find a fairly defensive position there.Durgaden growled, "Only a fool would retreat into there. Sounds perfect."Tanerus looked at Durgaden with amusement, but was done argueing the point. They went into the hidden portions of the complex behind several secret doors, closing and attempting to temporarily disable the doors behind them. After resting for several hours, Will gathered up several of the items they had found and began the long process of identifying their enchantments. A shield, a set of full plate armor, a couple of pairs of bracers, and a ring all held minor defensive enchantments. The only item anyone was interested in was the ring. Eventually it was given to Durgaden. The thayan wand was identified as a Wand of Agnazzar's Scorcher. The dwarven gem was noted to have defensive powers but not of a personal nature. It powered some sort of city or complex defense. Anything further was just beyond the means of the simple identify spell. The dwarven waraxe held enchantments to increase its balance and heft. While Durgaden already had one waraxe, the memory of getting his axe stripped from him was enough to take up the second waraxe as a spare. Potions were divided up, and identified by color and consistency. All but a couple of the potions were now known. Various pieces of jewelry, gems, and other valuables were collected up at Will's request. "I have learned a new spell, teleport. I plan to go back to Dagger Falls. There I can pick us up some supplies." The other party members agreed, and gave Will a list of things they felt they needed now. Amador said, "While you are gone, we will look around the mines a bit more. We will meet you back here... how long?"Will thought a moment. "Give me a full twenty four hours. I have several people I need to meet with to unload some of these more exotic items. With my family resources I should be able to get a good deal for most of it. Durgaden, give me the drow holy symbol. I know a good cleric of Tyr. He can get rid of it for us."Drugaden looked shocked. "But... its Mithril!""I for one am tired of dreaming of spiders, we need to get rid of it." Will seemed pretty adamant. Tanerus quickly agreed. "Fine... but if he can just break the enchantment, I want the metal back!" The dwarf reluctantly parted with the mithril holy symbol.Amador said, "Why don't you take the gem back with you as well, see if you can find out more about it."Will nodded, "I'll check with the sages in town. One of them surely knows more about it." With that, Will collected up many of the party's treasures and cast his spell, dissappearing into nothingness.Durgaden grinned and squeezed the grip on his axe. "Lets go open that door."They moved down the hall to the large set of double doors that Tanerus had not been able to open prior. Again he worked diligently on the lock only to be unsuccessful. For a moment he just about had it, then all the tumblers slid back into place. "Damn it."Durgaden gently moved Tanerus out of the way and grinned, "Let me show ye how to open a locked door." He ran at the door and threw his shoulder at it.With a huge thud the dwarf bounced off the unharmed door. Tanerus and Amador smirked while Durgaden picked himself up and brushed off his pants. "Fine!" He hefty his axe and with three mighty swings he severed the latch between the doors. "Now its open." The sounds of his axe blows echoed through the stone halls.Tanerus rolled his eyes and slipped the doors open. A set of stairs led up to the back of another secret door. He examined the steps and door, and determining it was safe opened the secret doors. The chamber on the otherside was some twenty feet wide and thirty feet deep or so. Ancient mosaics, relief carvings and wall art decorated each wall. All of the art was smashed or carved across, marring every surface. On the far side of the room lay the smashed remnants of some sort of altar or statue. As Tanerus and Durgaden slipped into the room, stepping over and around the ancient remains of the defenders and attackers of the compound, Amador stayed in the doorway, watching them and glancing back now and then.Amador cocked his head to one side and narrowed his eyes. A twin pair of red lights rose up behind each of his companions. Just as Amador cried out a warning, ghostly figures appear with glowing red eyes and lept upon his friends.Both Tanerus and Durgaden cried out, the touch of the ghostly forms sending icy shivers through their very souls. The two companions' eyes sunk in a little, their frames seemed to get weaker as their very life energy was drained from them. Tanerus was the first to react, he lashed out at the thing that clawed at his soul, his magic short sword biting deep into the thing. It howled, backed off a bit and seemed to regard the halfling with a bit more wariness.Durgaden spun on his attacker, his war axe flashing twice quickly. The thing yelled as his blow seemed to rip through the fabric of its own unliving essence, but his second blow seemed to pass straight through, not effecting it in the slightest.Amador lowered his bow and grabbed his holy symbol and cried out in elvish, "By the light of Corellian, be gone!" His holy symbol shone brightly and both beings howled in anguish as the rays hit them. The spirit fighting Tanerus turned and fled quickly, dissappearing through the far wall. Tanerus slumped back against the doorway, barely standing of his own power. Durgaden pressed his attack, slicing twice more into the spirit in front of him. Again one hit seemed to tear at the thing, while the second seemed to pass harmlessly through it. It then also succumbed to the light of the holy symbol and fled through the far wall. Amador fished into his pack. "Quickly my friends, they shan't be gone long." He tossed a potion to each of his companions, "These will restore your life energys, at least partially."Durgaden uncorked the potion and asked, "How long till the spirits return?"Tanerus asked after drinking his potion down, "And will they return if they know you are still here?""About a minute or so, and yes they will return, what I did to them is the worst insult their kind can bear. They will be back for my soul if they have the power." Durgaden seemed to have all of his color back, he motioned the others out of the room, "I'll defend the doorway."Tanerus still looked pale, so Amador handed him another potion. He was not going to have many left at this rate, but he did not have any of the restorative spells prepared, so there was little choice but to use the potions.As if on cue the spirits both ripped through the far wall flying across the room, screaming their pain and anger in unearthly howls. Durgaden held the line though, slamming the first charging spirit with his waraxe. It retaliated by passing its hand through the breastplate of Durgaden's armor and sucking forth more of his life energy. Durgaden cried out in pain and sliced once more with his waraxe. The thing howled in a painful release and dissappeared forever.Its companion was quickly taking advantage of Durgaden being distracted. Tanerus stepped up and stabbed it in the side, while Amador shot an arrow that passed straight through the thing. It ignored them all though, focusing on the weakened Durgaden. Its chill touch passed through his arm and once again his life force was drained from him.Something about the dwarf seemed to keep him strong though. He focused on the defense of the doorway and his companions, nothing was going to get past him. The dwarf angrily spun on his attacker, hitting it once, then again sending it to join its friend in oblivion. As the fight ended, Durgaden slumped to his knees, whimpering. Now that he knew his defense had held, whatever inner energy he had called upon to stay standing was quickly fading. Amador was quickly at his side, pressing a potion to his lips. As Durgaden drank it down his complexion seemed to brighten back up a bit, and his face looked less pained. He coughed a bit and nodded to Amador, "Thanks again friend."They once again searched the room, this time a bit more warily. Nothing of importance was found, so they slipped through a pair of double doors into a large hall. As the doors opened a blast of heat hit them. Durgaden smiled and sighed, "Ah, the feel of the forge..."Tanerus frowned, "Why would the forges still be lit after all this time?" Durgaden considered it a moment, "You're right... that is odd." Cautiously they moved forward till they could see the four forges. The doors to the forges stood open, bright flames leapt within. As the dwarf came within sight of the forges the flames poured out onto the ground forming three massive humanoid figures. One of the fiery creatures lifted a hand and pointed at the dwarf, howling, "You dwarves leave us to rot! WE'LL KIIIIIIILL YOOOOU!"</blockquote>

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