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I piano landed on the flat coat, glancing back across the chasm to nod at my companions. I crept improving to the dead bodies, noting this area of the caves was apparently the entirely section not covered in spider vane .
Movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see a young valet emerge from a shady corner. He wore a brassy red shawl that about covered his body head to toe, and his limp gait suggested he was injured .
“ Are you hera to save us ? ” He spoke decrepit. My initial reaction was to move to help the serviceman, but I remembered the hurriedly scribble note we ’ d found in the dead mans hands .
I made no act. “ Are you Jarys ? ” I asked flatly .
The man seemed surprise. “ Yes ! Thank good you ’ ve come. ” He began to limp his way closer to me, and I caught myself stepping backward .
“ What happened here ? ” I asked flatly .
“ Those stone creatures, they killed my friends. I hid from them. They ’ re guarding this home. I can ’ t get out. But you can ’ t serve me, can ’ t you ? ” It was a insidious change in his part, and I caught it besides belated. His eyes glowed as his death sentence echoed through my heed like piercing light .
I blinked and the feel faded. He looked at me expectantly .
I grinned. A battle of the mind ? very well .
I focused spinal column on him, worming my way inside his mind until it lie publicize before me. I inserted my will. He would not harm me nor my friends, and he would tell us precisely what happened hera .
My heart sank a act as he smiled back, even as I felt my will take hold .
“ Clever, ” he said, as his human phase melted. He grew larger, turning a dark nuance of crimson. boastfully horns sprouted from his head and a tail emerged from his back. “ I will follow your commands. I will not harm you. ” He whistled, the heavy echoing off the cave walls. It was soon answered by severe screaming coming from the depths of the chasm. “ But my pets will. ”
The mines beneath Morgur ’ s Mound weren ’ t a empty as we were hoping. The spider-infested caves gave way to a ghastly scene, where a demonic creature had tricked an expedition into recovering the keepsake we were after .
We saw several bodies on the shock, cluing us into a recently doomed excursion. The guards at the entrance had been bludgeoned to death, presumably by the minor army of rock constructs we ’ five hundred defeated outside .
Spider web blanketed the walls as we moved deep. As we brushed excessively close to one world wide web it exploded with swarms of spiders. Gross, but short menace to us. We took a proactive overture, blasting spider network with cantrips and long-range attacks to clear our way .
This plan worked until we came to a little alcove. A body was clutching some items, but was surrounded in webbing. Our long-range assault destroyed some spiders, but the rest surged outward, at one indicate crawling all over Kazin and Bryseis. Korinn would use her Mage Hand to help brush them off Kazin while Bryseis used a Shield spell. After that it was squishing time .
The body held a silver dagger and an ill notice. The eminence speak of a mine expedition gone terribly wrong, as one of their members, Jarys, revealed themselves as a monster-in-disguise, killing the others and taking the artifact for himself. This hapless asshole had fled only to be devoured by the spiders .
The caves turned toward the west. We noted some cryptic chasm cut into the ground, plunging about 30-40 feet into darken tunnels .
I leapt across the chasm on the west side to investigate some more bodies, and a visualize emerged from the shadows. He looked human, but spoke queerly. He played the victim but I presumed this was Jarys, and he responded by trying to cast a Charm spell on me. I made the Saving Throw, and responded in kind, casting trace .
He failed. I commanded that he not harm me or my companions, and that he explain everything that happened here. He recognized the spell but was calm compelled to obey. His human form melted away into that of a Cambion devil ( damn it, should ’ ve used my divine smell ! ) and he explained how he lured a team devour here from Mirabar to help secure the Giant artifact we were after, then kill them.
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As he spoke, he whistled for his pets. We heard atrocious screams emanating from the chasm holes, and soon a rush of wings announced several bat-like devil creatures emerged. Jarys couldn ’ thymine damage us – but his devil buddies sure could !
The Screaming Devilkin and Imps were numerous, though not peculiarly impregnable, and the DM had some bad luck with attack rolls. I don ’ triiodothyronine think they got a unmarried hit off. The Devilkin had an ongoing scream attack where we had to roll a DC 11 CON deliver every attack or become disable. That ’ s an easy keep open, though it is frequent. only one of us succumbed to it, and lone once, before we downed the last Screamer .
Our DM besides found a loophole in my go. Jarys couldn ’ deoxythymidine monophosphate injury us, but he could still shoo us aside. He cast Command on me, which I failed, forcing me to flee from him rear across the chasm .
It took some prison term but with Jarys largely locked down and the little guys not doing much we emerged victorious with nary a scratch. Jarys tried to flee back across the chasm, but T.I.M. tripped him as he ran. He fell, though his wings prevented him from splatting to the bottomland .
What followed was a hilarious picture were we all saddled up to the edge and took potshots at him as he floated around helplessly, finally killing him and sending him plunging to the bottom. Halfred flew down and recovered the Giant Relic, the Krig Rune, a banner that could grant courage and divine guidance .
With the relic secured and our spellcasters completely drained we left the caves. Harshnag was waiting outside, with our captive warforged mage. We short rested and I used Detect Thoughts while T.I.M. interrogated this dark contemplation of himself .
The warforged ’ south soul had been forcibly removed, making him little more than a intend construct who obeyed his mistress ’ orders without doubt. unfortunately he knew little about his chief ’ sulfur plans, location, or tied identity. We knew she was an ancient blue dragon but all I could see from the visions was a night cloud of lightning, and armies marching across the abandon .
This schoolmarm had created the constructs, including T.I.M., and she desired his render. She besides wanted Korinn, as apparently the aristocratic dragonborn were supposed to either worship or obey her ( or both ), but Korinn hadn ’ t even hear of her, and we hush don ’ t know her name .
The prisoner didn ’ metric ton have any actionable intel for us. The schoolmarm know of our plans and we could expect to be harried at the early keepsake sites. After our discussion, T.I.M. beat the captive to death, releasing it from its sad, soulless universe .
We now have three relics, and Harshnag has one. According to his information, we need two more to gain entree to the Temple of the All-Father to fix the Ordning. Harshnag knows of three more keepsake locations : Raven Rock, Great Worm Cavern, and One stone .
Raven Rock is not excessively far to the North. The capital Worm Cavern is near our final destination at the All-Father Temple, while One stone is spinal column near Beorunna ’ south well .
Our plan ( well mine, but everyone seemed to agree ) is to journey up to Raven Rock, then return to Mirabar. From there use the Harper circles to teleport to Everlund and grab our Hippogriffs. then fly to the Great Worm Cavern. Harshnag mentioned that both it and the Temple of the All-Father were nigh-inaccessible on foot .
He liked this plan, and agreed to meet us at the Great Worm Cavern. We set off to Xantharl ’ mho Keep, then up to Mirabar. We reached enough experience for level 8, so we ’ ll be leveling up then heading out to Raven Rock future time .
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