The group stands before the threshold of the opened copper doors. A dark figure emerges with a stained yellow parchment and yells an incantation bringing forth the gift of fireball. The group ducks to avoid much of the explosion, only to face two large Hobgoblins brandishing no weapons. The hobgoblins training shows they belong to some unholy monastic order. The first hobgoblin charges with a flying kick that meets Petros’ shield. The other one swings an arcing roundhouse kick towards Zhu’s neck. Her left hand brings her steel shield up with a dull crack, stopping the devasting kick before it finds it’s mark.
Regaining their bearing from the inital suprise attack, the group springs into action. Zhu yells to Lucas “Take out the spellcaster!”. Kiteera stands up from the far wall groaning. She stills feels the wounds of the previous battles and the fireball would have killed her outright if she did not have a good defensive position. Zhu’s dragon aura brings its life healing ability to bear. As lucas raises his bow, Zhu raises her heavy mace, and Petros’ brings his sword to bear down on the unknown spellcaster at the end of the passageway, the spellcaster brings their plans to a screeching halt with a darkness giftl that cancels Petros’ everburning torch. Luckily the odds are not completely stacked against the group as Lily’s eldritch blast completely melts the face of one of the two hobgoblin monks.
Lily somehow is the only one of the group that can see in the darkness. She feebly barks out commands to the rest of the group. Very unsure of how to get the group to attack the remaining hobgoblin monk. Lucas continues focusing on the unknown mage at the end of the passageway with direction from Lily. The mysterious mage archs a slender olive green ray of energy that strikes Zhu. For a moment her form is sihlouetted. Then the energy flashes out in several directions. Zhu’s strength is significantly reduced. “Damn this darkness!” Petros yells as the monk lands a solid chest punch with a loud crack. The battle rages on a few more moments until Kiteera joins the fray significantly recovered because of Zhu’s fast healing. Together, Zhu, Petros, and Kiteera focus their swings on the final monk while Lucas continues his bow shots on the unseen mage.Before the final monk is brought down he yells at the spellcaster “Prepare the others. I’ll hold them here”. The spellcaster flees and a few moments later Lily’s eldritch bolt brings down the final hobgoblin
“Where to now?” Kiteera mumbles. Before anyone can reply. A small glowing light appears in Petros’ chest and blood trickles from his nose. The others back away slowly and everyone watches in mixed horror and fascination as the light grows bigger. Then the light dims. Petros wipes the blood from his nose and flicks a red slash against the green flagstones with a wet slap. “My gifts are back!” yells Zhu. “Mine too!” chimes in Kiteera. “yup, my powers are restored” agrees Lily. “how did you do that?” Lily asks. Petros more stunned than the others, sheepishly shrugs his shoulders and doesn’t say a word. Moments pass as the group looks at each other and no one says a word. Lucas cuts through the silence “We have to keep moving”. “Right” says Petros. Lily sets three candles on the ground creating candle light instead of darkness as the prevailing light left over instead of absolute darkness. “We should not play into the hands of the spellcaster, he’ll have a trap waiting” whispers Zhu. Lucas studies Zhu’s face in the light “Agreed. Let’s take the doors to the south. They are unlocked” “What do you think the mosaic footprints mean?” Kiteera asks Lucas as she neals down to get a better look. Lucas squats next to her and examines the reptilian footprints.”Not sure. The footprints are definately bipedal.Probably trogs or lizardmen. But they do lead in the direction we are headed.” The ranger Lucas stands and turns to face the riding lizards that did not scatter during the battle. He gently appraoches with his eyes downward.”Whats he doing?” Lily says with a nervous look on her face. “Lucas!” The rangers hand fires behind him with a silencing signal, palm down. His movements towards the lizard are slow and deliberate.It raises its head high preparing to attack.The ranger leans his head and body to the left and then crouches. He outstretches his hand slowly towards the beast. Its eyes roll in its head in unreasonable directions taking in all the information. It lurches forward once in ungainly fashion, stopping 10 feet from the ranger. Its tongue dances dangerously in the air absorbing all the information it can. Then, in one final quick motion its crouches beside the ranger. Lucas’ nails scratch vigorously along the side of its neck. He stands and turns to the group. Each of them smiling and nodding to eachother. Lucas doesn’t smile. He moves back to the party with the lizard in tow “Lets get going”.
The doors to the south are unlocked. Beyond a passeway about 10 feet wide stretches for about 30 feet before broadening into a room. Petros and Zhu take the lead with Lily, Lucas, and Kiteera not far behind. Once Petros passes the threshold a loud roar accompanied by the smahing sound of a great club against armor brings the group back to reality. Petros screams in pain. His clavicle bone almost completely crushed. Petros switches to a compete defensive fighting stance remembering the training his mother provided. The creature raises its greatclub with both hands high above its head. Saliva falling in rivulets from its exposed maw. As it roars in triumph sending spittle across its new found victim, two arrows appear in its upper torso. Its arms drop slightly with a grunt. Then not a moment later its face erupts in a spray of bone and fur as an eldritch blast ends its rampage. Petros and Zhu turn to thank their comrades. Lucas has another arrow knocked and simply nods. Lily’s arm is cocked upward as if she is holding a hand crossbow. Her hand glows with a black and red ball of fire. She gives a cute thumbs up with her other hand. The chamber has 2 exits. One to the south and another to the west. 4 shrines are against each wall. Each one shows another evolution of a snake. From birth to death. “They radiate divination magic” Zhu says. Both Lucas and Zhu are very pre-occupied with the shrines as the rest of the group covers the two exits. “Serpents of Dissolution!” Zhu exclaims. “I think you’re right” Lucas agrees. “The serpents are a fringe cult of Chromosh, the god of pestilence, disease, rot, and reptiles.” Zhu explains “They worship dragons because they believe the are the true path to bring about the end of the world and restart over” “these shrines look new, though” says Kiteera. “That proably explains the giant serpent that attacked us” Lily chimes in.
The group continues southward and finds the passageway turns into natural rock formations. An elevator at the base of the caverns looks like it descends for miles. “This is where the drow come from” Petros says as he examines the pulley system. “We’ll cut the pulley system” “I have a better idea” interupts Kiteera. Lucas and Petros back up as the high elf moves to the pulley system. A couple of minutes later the pulley system looks a little discombobulated. “What did you do?” asks Zhu. It’ll work fine for about 3 mintues and then it will collapse. Killing any drow using it. “Where did you learn to do that?” Lily asks. “high elf school” Kiteera says with a wink and a smile.
The group then takes the west passageway. It winds for a small amount of time and reveals a smaller squared room with a small pool of water bubbling in the center. Canteens and waterskins lay unattended around the pool. The passage continues west and also has exits north and south. Once again Petros makes it only partialy into the room when two large grimlocks brandishing great axes attack immediately. Petros’ shield wines with a high pitched ring deflecting the first series of blows. Zhu moves into the room as Lily, Kiteera, and Lucas fan out. Petros retaliates with a belly slash wounding the first humanoid. Its sightless eyes squint from the pain. The second grimlock swings madly and Petros ducks and the axe finishes its arc against the steel shield of a heavily armored Zhu. Zhu catapults her heavy mace in a massive arc ending the grimlock’s aggression as it falls in a heap under the weight of zhu’s strength. The final grimlock screams indignantly at his fellow’s demise and chops again at Petros, this time finding the mark against his ribs. A rapier in his ribs from Kiteera is his reward. He looks stupidly at her in disbielief but his stare is quickly ended by two arrows and and an eldritch blast to the face. From the south the moans of someone in distress carries to the groups ears.
The group continues to the south passage and they stop up short before a curtain of yellow energy. The mouth of a carved demon holds the energy and the way beyond in its maw. Its eyes dance menacingly with wild red energy. “The portals we keep encountering are the lost portals of Tagen the Bleak” says Lily very matter of factly. “Tagen created two types of portals. One was a fire portal that could do damage to his lord’s enemies and the other was an illusionary one that would confuse the enemies. The power for the fire portals comes from a trapped fire elemental. Its essence is sealed in the pipes within the walls of Slaughtergarde.” Petros stares timidly at the ominous portal “So is this a burn the crap out of you portal or a freak you out portal?”. “This one is illusionary” “Tagen wanted to complete a third that looked like the illusionary portals but were really the fire ones” Feeling less alarmed Petros strolls up to the portal and sticks his head in. An arrow in his cheek is the lesson he learns for his curosity. His scream ignites the group into action. The room beyond is squared. A makeshift stone table serves as the resting place for a mutated faerie. Two drow guard each end. Both are hastily trying to renock their arrows. Petros charges the culprit that shot him. Sensing what is coming it quickly drops the bow and draw its ornately designed longsword deflecting Petros overhead chop to its right and uses his inside line to stab him in the chest. Blood oozes from the small wound. The other drow elf turns to end Petros’ desire to dispatch his comrade but is quickly dropped by two arrows from Lucas. Petros feints high again drawing the drow’s blade high and slashes from right to left opening the drow’s body and dropping it to the floor. Zhu mops up the body and heals the party.
“Queen Kiteera?” the broken form moans. In unison the group turns and faces Kiteera. Her face is awash with amusing bewilderment. She pushes a digit against her chest as if verifying what the broken form says. “My queen, do your guests want tea?” Immediately the world swims away from Kiteera. The floors swirls amid a myriad of colors as if the very stones are rapidly being sucked down a drain. Then an image abruptly bounces into vivid color. Kiteera sees her self in a beautiful white gown and she is wearing a tiara. Blue insectlike wings hold her aloft from the floor. The broken figure on the table is there in front of her in a tuxedo with a silver tray of refreshments. “My queen, do your guests want tea?” “Yes Calen. It is rare the realm of faeiries are visited by a high elf. No less Godriel the King of Elves and his court.” “Indeed my lady!” “I would humbly suggest as your servant that you use more discretion with your affections for King Godriel” “Mish mosh. I take whatever lover I choose” “Yes my lady but it is known that King Godriel’s relationship has just recently ended with The Queen of the Unseelie, Lanthurae” “The last thing we need is mistrust among the court. King Godriel has brought peace to the mortal realm with our help. Lanthurae and her lackeys have finaly been pushed out of the mortal realm and banished to the nightmare realm. Let the realm of faeires have time to heal, my lady” “My passion cannot wait for healing, Calen”
The world swims back into view. Zhu is holding Kiteera by the arm. “Kiteera, are you O.k?” “Can we save him?” she says trembling. Zhu and Lucas move to the body. Zhu directs Lucas and occasionly he does the same to her. They work as fast as they can in harmony. With her palms on the chest of the broken faerie, she turns to Kiteera. I’m sorry. This beast has no chance. “His name is Calen Silverlight. He was my servant…...I guess” The cleric’s hand gently rests on Kiteera’s shoulder “Who are you, Kiteera?” “I truly don’t know. She says through tears. My memories are slowly coming back. I’m pretty sure I was created here by being forcibly made into a mortal.” Petros moves next to her “Before your dying day, we’ll learn your true past” “She cannot die” moans the broken form “She is a TRUE high elf. She is only the second one EVER” “Lanthurae is the first”. “He betrayed us all, your majesty!” “Who” Kiteera pleads as she takes Calen’s hand in her hers. “Who betrayed us?”. Calen’s eyes roll lifeless. Kiteera’s body straightens. The group surrounds her in suppport and in silence.
The group returns back to the room with the pool. The water seems to be coming from a fresh spring somewhere deep within the earth. The group takes the opportunity to refill its flasks. Then heads east. They come to a door that has a message written in undercommon. Petros translates “Danger! Uncontrolled Fire Elemental!” The group decides to avoid that door and returns to the room that they were baptised by fireball. They take the passageway east and discover in continues east but comes to a dead end that appears to be recent excavation. It also has a south exit that has a fire portal that Lily described earlier so they head north. Upon heading north the passageway turns east again and is blocked by a portal of flame. On the west wall is another set of copper doors. The party discusses their options outside the doors and decides to enter. Petros opens the door slighty and is met with the thud of two crossbow bolts. With a snap the door closes. “Wererats!” petros exclaims. His face looks clouded with thought for a moment. “they had a table turned over facing an exit northward out of that room. As if they were defending against something” says Petros. “Wererats are only vulnerable to silver and VERY resilent to any other weapon” says Petros. Lily chimes in “Let’s let them keep guard!” “Then where do we go next?” Kiteera asks as she gives a long needed stretch of her body. The group goes back and forth mainly debating over the flaming portals when they hear a sputtering from the flaming door to the east. They quickly turn to see Kiteera puring wax on the floor. Then with a windy woosh, the flames go out. “Let me guess, high elf school” Lily quips wrily. “You got it babe!”.Petros once again takes the lead.
The room beyond is now dark except for the cascading light of Petros’ everburning torch. He meekly enters the cave. Two large black blankets with teeth swoop forward. One on Petros and one on Zhu. Once agin arrows fly and eldritch magic rings throughout the cavern. The beasts are more fearfull than combat effective and its only time before the combined defense of Petros and Zhu along with ranged attacks from Lily, Lucas, and Kiteera bring the beasts down. “Dire bats!” Petros and Lucas say in unison. The group finds the room seems to have had natural evolution as the other half has sunk 20 feet downward and a tunnel heads upward. Lucas comes up from the floor of the cavern and rejoins with the group “The dire bats are a new addition here. They must use this area as their day time lair and go out at night to hunt using that tunnel”
The group heads back south to the flaming door and Kiteera disables it. “Um Kiteera” mumbles Petros. “I’ve not been to High Elf School and I’m kind of tired of being shot in the face and stabbed allot. Can you maybe scout ahead or something?” “Sure” she replies. Beyond the disabled portal, a set of double doors resides on the east. Further down a passage opens eastward. To the west a single iron door faces north on the south wall. Petros moves up to the first door. Lily and Lucas position themselves to get good angles for ranged attacks as well as Kiteera. Zhu stands directly behind Petros. When the door opens they are greeted by a very familiar dark figure holding a yellow parchment. “Slumbardouis, Can dokuem!!!!!!”. A burst of invisble energy centered on Zhu rolls out in all directions. Petros falls at the feet of the dark foe. “A Deep Slumber gift!!!” yells Lily. “I have a rouse gift, just take him out!” retorts Kiteera. “Wacuumm arisen!!” Kiteera barks. Petros immediately recovers. He quickly regains his feet as a spiked chain slaps the ground where his face was. Three black medallion guards occupy a barracks like chamber. After the first misses, he immediately spins his body and the chain follows and wraps Petros sword with the intent to strip him completely of his weapon. Petros’ was trained by his mother, a great ranger, and is very prepared for this tactic as he uses his wrist to make quick small circles unwrapping the chain as the black medallion guard ranks the chain attempting the disarm. “STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!” Lily screems. “We are on a secret mission for Kendrick Surrinak himself”. Her eyes are now dimming from the green light of her empathy power. She saw deeply into the souls of these men. They desired importance and direction. They felt abandoned. The hope in their eyes showed they needed this. The rest of the group turned and looked quizicaly at Lily. Not knowing the power she just used. “Its O.K., you are not alone own here but I need an update.” “Mam, we have pushed the drow back but they keep regrouping” Lily is confused “What are orders and who do they come from?” Our orders are to do everything to get rid of the drow and if all else fails, retreat and seal the topside.” Keeping the ruse going “What have you encountered?” “Several drow and the room to the south has an unholy aura so we dare to go near it.” “Good, keep doing what you have been doing. We’ll meet back up soon” Slowly the group backs up as Lily turns her back on the black medallion guards. She closes the door behind them. And slumps visibly. “I didn’t think that would work!” “I would never have believed that load of crap!” Kiteera says emphaticaly. “Everyone’s soul has some crap that they are willing to stomach. You just have to find it.” says Lily thoughtfully.
The group continues south and Kiteera looks into the room that turns east. 5 beds and a small table occupy the area. Kiteera with Petros in tow begins scouring the area. Upon searching the wall with the table Kiteera screams as the wall comes to life and a man sized demon with wings and horns roars and slashes Kiteera across the face. It rushes across the room directly at Lily that blocks the exit and attempts to use a horn to spear her. She barely avoids the strike. “Slumborium et adelante” The creature falls in a heap as Kiteera’s outstretched hand shows where the power of the gift came from. The group gathers around the creature. “Gargoyle!” echoes Petros and Lucas together. “Seems we had allot of the same training” Lucas says with an interested look. “Its not a demon?” Kiteera asks. “No but its flesh can only be harm by an enchanted weapon.” Says Petros. A giggle breaks the silence. The entire group turns and looks at Lily. If her smile could be any bigger it would be terrifying. “The sleep gift can only be interupted by a strong strike.” says Lily. “Lets put the gargoyle on a mattress, carry it to the room with the were-rats, toss it in with them, and let them fight it out”. The group bursts out in a massive gafaw. Several minutes go by with uncontrollable laughter. Giggling the whole way, the group drags the sleeping body of the gargoyle on the mattress up to the door. “On 3. 1…...2…......THREE!!!!” The door comes open and crossbow bolts fly out missing their mark. The gargoyle’s body hurtles through the air. Lucas slams the door and Kiteera begins securing the door.
Still laughing to themselves the group goes to the final room at the south. Jokes brake out about how to play a trick on the undead. The entire time Lucas is not laughing. Lily recognizes the insensitivity of the situation. Lucas has vowed to destroy undead. As a ranger of the world, they are his primary foe. Petros stands in front of the door again and the door is flung open. The air radiates with a hot sticky evil essence. Two dead hobgoblins in half-plate armor stroll about the room. Ignoring the group. Lucas immediately fires two arrows gathering the attention of the foul undead. The combat is almost over before it starts as the combined might of Petros blade with that of Lucas’ bow ends the foul creatures quickly. The room has a treasure chest that gets the best of Lucas’ curiosity as he pokes it with a bow and sets off an acidic glyph of warding. He luckily avoids taking damage. Inside Kiteera finds jewelry and coin. The group then agress to rest and recover their powers. After a solid 8 hours of rest the party decides to go back where it started and bust through the doors to the north.
Missing the strength of their old comrade, the half-orc barbarian. Lily agress to blast a whole in the copper doors to remove the bar. Five hours later the bar is removed and the group finds a passageway heading north that Ts to head both east and west. The group takes the west branch, which turns north into an illusionary curtain. Petros enters and is immediately assaulted by two drow rogues firing hand crossbows. Petros ducks under the first volley yelling at the top of his lungs for back up.The rest of the group rushes through the magic portal. The drow are dispacthed in a reasonable amount of time. The room has a weird pool in it. The pool has an appearance of liquid silver. At the far end on either side are life size statues of two elephants. The faces of the elephants are carved to look very menacing and demonic. The group seems intrigued with the pool. Especialy Kiteera and Lily. The group takes the body of a dead drow and throws it in the water. Its flesh immediately turns bright red. “Wow!” says Kiteera. Lily begins to prod Kiteera’s chaotic nature “I wonder what would happen if you got in the pool or drank it?” “Well I guess there is only one way to find out” responds Kiteera. The ranger moves fast and places himself in front of Kiteera and the pool. “This pool was obviously made with evil arcane magic. It can do something to you that would make you a danger to us all.” “fine” mumbles Kiteera. She takes an empty wineskin and fills it up. A single exit at the southwest of the chamber heads west and has another demon archway of yellow energy. The group staggers itself begin the archway and awaits Petros to move into the room.
When Petros moves through the portal he is hit with a white comet of magical energy as a drow cleric quickly finishes an incantation. The energy travels to swirl around him and bind his mind. Petros fights it off to the best of his ability. Two large grimlocks carrying greataxes begin to rush in his direction as the rest of the party moves into the room. The first grinlock draws Petros’ shield high and the second takes the advantage chopping against his upper leg. A large smile of a gash opens up and his garments are immediately soaked. Kiteera forward shoulder rolls between the legs of the grimlock on Petros’ left drawing her rapier as she does. She lunges with a forward thrust and her backfoot catches a patch of blood stalling her attack on the grimlock. Zhu moves into the room and arcs her mace towards the right grimlock’s cheekbone. He pulls the greataxe from Petros’ leg and slaps the weapon to the side with a roar. Directly following Zhu Lucas fires a volley of two arrows at the cleric and a strange cloud of black tendrils appears and bats the shots away. “She has a shield of faith spell and its obvious its not a god of light she worships” says Lily as she moves to Lucas’ right. She slings her hand forward and a blast of eldritch fire races towards the drow clerics face and she leans her head out of the way. “Kiteera!” The drow cleric exclaims. “This is like a family re-union. You also brought guests for me to entertain. Kiteera. You should not have come back.”
Once again the world swims away. She hears the shouts of her friends. But they are muffled and far away. She is dressed in armor. Godriel the elf king is beside her. Before a battle field of dead faeiries and unseelie scatter a beautiful golden field of flowers. Before here on her nees is the Unseelie Queen Lanthurae dressed in dark blood soaked battle plate. “You are hereby banished to the nightmare realm for all eternity.” Lanthurae interupts with rage trembling on her lips “You stole my lover, killed my family, taken my throne” “No Lanthurae. Your evil actions have done these things to you. You made choices and went against the faerie code. You allowed your soul to become corrupted and the dark obsidian transformed you into Unseelie. You are no longer a faerie.” “I curse you Kiteera. My darkness find you and strip you of everything you love. May some dark God hear my curse.”
The world swims back to the chaos of combat. Petros is close to death’s door. Zhu’s voice raises with clerical magic “Great God Umothemean protect me from evil, Absordian Atanamy!!” A bright white pentagram opens at her feet and spins clockwise and a silver triangle appears over her head then the visual affects disapat. The drow cleric responds with Clerical magic of her own “Dark god Chromosh, bring forth your vengeance! Esmartium Telentra!” A black semi-translucent warhammer springs into being not even a foot from Lucas’ face. It swings downward and Lucas’ volts his body away. “By the Gods! What is this dark magic” “Its a spiritual hammer!” exclaim both Lily and Zhu in unison. “She must have a direct line to it. Break its line of affect Lucas!” Lily finishes her statement as she blasts forth a bolt of fire and misses the drow cleric who cackles evily. “Yes Lucas, run away!” The two grimlocks split their atatcks between Zhu and Petros’. Kiteera continues to try and draw their attention. Petros spins away from an attack to position himself within striking distant of Lanthurae. “Get this fighter off of me, you fools!”. Wide eyed the grimlocks try to oblige. Kiteera attempts to cut the one closest to her when it tries to manuever but it evades her slash at its back. The big Grimlock’s axe catches Petros square in the stomach. He groans with pain. “Petros!” Zhu moves forward. “Mesmuria lividia!”. His wounds heal soundly. Both the thigh cut and stomach slash have ttemendously slowed the bleeding. “Dark God Chromosh, bring your blight. Esparda Sepulchrum!!” Lanthurae’s hand is haloed with a crimson black energy. She reaches out and touches his wounded leg. Petros screams in pain and his plams goes to his eyes as black icor drips from them. “You will all feel the wrath of Lanthurae high Priestess of the Serpents of Dissolution!!” Just then the big grimlock takes the advantage and crumbles Petros to the floor. Lucas flees the room with the dark Spiritual Hammer chasing afterwords. Lily, Kiteera, and Zhu are whats left of the group. An eldritch blast hits the big grimlock square in the chest but does not fell the beast. “Opulum Mentonay!!” cries Zhu as she raises her holy symbol to the face of the grimlock on the left. His eyes burn with a yellow holines and he screams terrified and runs for his life. Kiteera slices his leg on the way for good measure. Just then the spiritual hammer returns to her side. Lucas reappears in the room. He fires two bolts at the grimlock hiitting right in the ear. The beast falls in a slow slump. Lanthurae moves up quickly to Lucas “Chromosh curses you forever ranger! Crucio Cromartess!!” Lanthurae’s hand makes a sonic popping sound as it strikes Lucas and a black energy wave travels up Lanthurae and out to her hand touching Lucas. Lucas stumbles back visibly shaken. Zhu and Kiteera rush swinging widly out of hate and anger but cannot penetrate her armor or magical defenses. Lily’s eldritch blast finds its mark, though. Lanthurae shrieks in pan. She then moves moves away from the group to the north wall pulling out a slender silver wand as she does “Sonic Sidnodium!” A invisible burst of a high pitched sound sends Lily flying 10 feet off the floor and striking a wall. Lucas stumbles but holds his footing.” He immediately tries to fire but his hands visibly shake uncontrolled. The malicious curse has struck him. Zhu attempts to strike the wand but Lanthurae deftly sees the attacking coming. She then strikes Kiteera across the face with a quickly drawn dagger. “I’m going to enjoy cutting on that pretty face, Kiteera.” “Not if I have anything to say about it!” Lily rises from the floor and with a grim look of hatred fires a blast of black energy and hits the cleric in the chest. Lily’s face lights up with a dark smile. Zhu’s mace takes advantage and slaps the cleric across the forearm almost causing her to drop the wand. Kiteera slashes her across the face with her rapier. “Something to remember me by!”. “Ilusis Invisiallis!” the cleric disppaears. The group hears running footsteps. Lucas and Lily fire wildly hoping to hit something. “No!” screams Kiteera. Petros stands up recovering because of Zhu’s healing aura. “We have tog et out of here. She may be getting reinforcements and we are too weak to deal with her right now.” “Where do we go?” asks Kiteera. Both Lucas and Petros look at eachother as if knowing what the other is thinking. After a brief moment Lucas says “We’ll take the Field of Bones to the Northwest and hide in Freeport. Hopefully by then this magic will have worn off” “The curse is permanent, Lucas. I’m sorry” Lily’s head tilts downward. “It can be removed though and Petros’ sight can be restored” says Zhu hopefully. “Then Freeport it is” says Kiteera emphaticaly. “I know how to get us in the city. We do have a problem we have to address though. The Surrinaks. The royal house has probably put a bounty on their heads. We either have to align ourselves with another house, join an order, or sneak in unnoticed. “I’ll not serve anyone” Zhu says sternly. “The Marktunsels” Lily adds. The group turns to look at them. “My father made it a point for me to study the royal families. The Marktunsels are a royal halfling family. Rogues, cheats, scoundrels….” “Why would we deal with them?” Zhu says incredulously. “They like the underdog. Plus the like money even more and don’t seem to care who they help.” Kiteera interupts quickly “Vintra Marktunsel is someone that is known in the seedier parts of the city. When we get there you guys wait outside the gates and I’ll try to make contact and get us smuggled into the city.” “Sounds like a plan. Let’s get out of this awful place” says Petros with a groan.
The group travels northwest stopping at night to settle in for camp. The two riding lizards seem uncomfortable with the open air. The next morning the group begins to cross the field of bones. Once a giant river bead. All that’s left now is smooth water stones of all shapes and sizes. The wind constantly batters at the group. “Our tracks won’t last here” explains Lucas “Whoever tries to track us is not going to have much luck”. Two days later the group sees the city outskirts. Farms glow in the distance. Giant corn fields sway in the breeze. Riverboats float lazily on the waters of the Marilach River. Wagons off all shapes and sizes mobve in and out of the walled city. Guards in white tabards patrol the bottom section of the gate while other guards walk the top of the city walls. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a couple of hours with a riverboat” Kiteera begins joggin lightly towards the city.
A couple of hours later A small riverboat stops at the river shore across from the group. Kiteera and a very beautiful and charismatic halfling emerge from the small vessel. “I am Vintra Marktunsel! We have made arrnagements for your group as well as accomodations.” Vintra addresses each member of the group by name. The group takes the boat into the city. Vintra takes them to an abandoned house of a decently wealthy merchant and tells them not to leave the house. The group beds down and reflects on the past few days ….......................