Dustnite's Wrath of the Righteous

Session 16 - The Purifier's Offer
Daven's finest moment in the most dire of times.

"The gigantic vulture that called himself "The Purifier" had ensorcelled the citizens of Kenabres and forced them to cheer and applaud the slaughtering of their own. If not for our heroes, the Kenabres Amphitheater would have run awash in blood…"

  • Memoirs of the Great Sage and Eminent Alchemist Willie Nelson

The party made their way to the upper level to find the amphitheater converted into some type of gladiatorial arena. Blood stained the dirt and walls and the roar of the crowd at the site of heroes drowned out even their most deepest thoughts. Suddenly, a large shadow appeared on the ground followed by the scream of a fiendish looking creature; a large gangly creature with wings, his body appearing humanoid with the head of a vulture.

The creature turned toward them at exclaimed, "I expected an army from the last remnants of this ruined city, but I see that my trust in these, human filth was misplaced. No matter, you are just in time for the main event!

The crowd roared at his gloating, seemingly onboard with this display of violence and horror. Daven noticed several figures in the crowd, but not clearly. They looked like imps.

"Look at this crowd! So easily turned from the path of cowards and now they lust for blood in my new arena… Ah, but I'm getting ahead of myself… You may call me the Purifier.. As you can see, the sheep of this doomed city sit all around you and they are waiting with bated breath for the next battle. Since you've been so kind to offer yourselves up as the next combatants I'll make you a deal…"

The party held tightly to their weapons and prepared for an attack.

"Defeat my champions one on one, battle them to the death, and I will let you leave with your lives and the lives of these meat sacks for at least another day. Refuse….and my friends will have their fun…"

The party looked about and saw where he was pointing; several imp-like creatures grasping something tightly in their claws were dispersed through the crowd. Fearing retaliation from the imps and suspecting some type of spell at play, the party agreed to take on their champions…

Daven chose to fight first and from the other side of the "arena" came an elven archer with glowing red eyes. Daven was taken by surprise as an arrow flew past his head, realizing that the battle had commenced. However, Daven made short work of the archer with his new found confidence in his crossbow and quickly dispatched his foe and rejoined his compatriots.

The party noticed during the fight that the Purifier's eyes were glazing over and drool dripped from his monstrous beak, reveling in the slaughter. Daven noted this particularly…

Bardas chose to fight next and from the other side of the arena came a monstrous creature with blade like claws. Recognizing it as a Babau demon. The Purifier resumed his gazing at the battle as the two locked sword and claw, which Daven took as an opportunity to sneak up into the stands with the crowds and possibly remove the threat of the imps. A quick shot into the nearest imp led him to discover that the creature's focus was so intent on controlling the crowd, it did not notice anything externally happening with its body. Making short work of one of the imps, Daven noticed a small bull's head fall to the ground and it's red eyes dim to black and made the connection that these idols were causing the crowd to become docile and controlled. A section of the crowd began to get up and start to panic, but Daven was able to quickly calm them down and sit still. Sensing the danger they were in, the crowd began to sit back down and watch on nervously awaiting their chance for escape.

Bardas struggled against the demon, still hurt from the last battle, but Glim was able to distract the demon long enough for Bardas to land a killing blow. Exhausted, he stepped back near his compatriots while being disgusted with the Purifier's hungry gaze.

Balin went next and fought an Incubus demon, but made short work of the creature with his mighty glaive Shelyn's Chosen. Daven continued to work his way around the arena killing the imps and releasing the crowd from the magic's control.

Mytho took the next fight, not certain he could make it out of there alive, and fought a small imp-like creature that smelled of disease and rot. Before the final blow could be struck on the creature, Daven killed the last imp in the crowd from across the arena (nearly being discovered in the process by the Purifier) and was unable to calm the crowd down from so far away. The crowd rose and panicked causing the rest of the audience to scatter to nearest exit.

The Purifier, finally realizing what had happened, roared and turned to face our adventurers…

Session 15 - We Found Garrett…
They got a 'beast'. We got a mother fucking bardas.

"Our heroes never faltered as the cultists called out for reinforcements, "BRING THE BEAST!" Tired and low on supplies, the last hope for Kenabres made their stand…"

  • Memoirs of the Great Sage and Eminent Alchemist Willie Nelson

The cultists fought hard to bring down the party and at least deflect their assault, but the might of party could not be diminished. In desperation, the cultist's released the "Beast" which subsequently slaughtered most of the remaining cultists (and damaging the party) with a fireball spell. Recognizing the beast as a Brimorak demon, the party fought on for several minutes before finally felling the beast in its tracks.

Tired and hurt, the party debated whether to continue but the need the prisoners from the Tower of Estrod was too great and the party ventured into the underbelly of the amphitheater proper. Finding little resistance in their path, the party soon came upon several makeshift jail cells with damaged forms contained within. One of these cells contained Garrett, Balin's friend, and his tongue had been removed and his body had been beaten to a pulp. Balin quickly treated his wounds and found similar injuries on the rest of the prisoners in the cells, even finding a woman that seemed to match the young girl's description of her mommy.

While discussing their next move, the sounds of swords clashing and people cheering raged above their heads and they feared what they might find when they reached the top level of the structure…

Session 13/14 - The numbers be damned...we're going in!
Why do we even bother making plans?

"The sounds of battle echoed through the cavernous emptiness of the city's buildings as our heroes approached the Kenabres Amphitheater. A service entrance emblazoned with standards of the Order of the Flaming Lance was opened wide like a giant maw devouring greedily devoured any soul it could find. Cultist guards were busy delivering prisoners for some unknown purpose and did not notice the brave few that had just entered the area…"

  • Memoirs of the Great Sage and Eminent Alchemist Willie Nelson

The party made their way to Topaz Solutions to follow up on the last of their leads on possible cultist safehouses coming up to a short, stock warehouse unassuming in appearance compared to the rest of the business quarter. Glim knocked on the door and gave the password they had learned from Hosilla's note. After waiting an indeterminate time with no response, the party broke in to find several looters preparing to attack them!

The looters tried to force the party out with their superior numbers, but the fight was quickly beat out of them with Balin's decisive strike on one of the ruffians. The party questioned them on their purpose and their destination, but learned nothing more than they already knew.

Discovering a secret entrance in the cultist hideout, the party made their way to a basement and discovered tables and desks in total disarray. A chest proved a tempting target for Glim and as he approached it a voice spoke that seemed to come from everywhere all at once, "Ahh … I hope you are among Iomedae's slaves … I would hate to think of mere peasants wasting such a personal greeting from Lord Baphomet!" Released from their magical prison, several fungus-like creatures appeared and attacked the party on the spot. The plant creatures, seemingly without purpose, lead the party underneath a statue with it's arm raised above a glass bottle on the floor and soon after the fight began a mechanism within the statue clicked and the arm smashed the bottle open wide.

The gas' effect proved to be positive and granted Glim and Bardas darkvision temporarily while Balin's vision merely blurred for a second and refocused. Dispatching the plants with ease, the party found nothing in the chest and no clues toward the cultist activity in the city; another dead end…

Deciding to push on to the Amphitheater, the party picked their way through the city streets and suddenly stopped dead in the their tracks as a blood curdling scream rang through the city proper followed by a low growl. Fearing the worst for one of Kenabres' survivors, the party searched every building they could and could not find the source of the scream. Glim quickly acted by causing as much noise as possible in a attempt to draw the creature that made the growl and succeeded at drawing the attention of a goat-headed demon. Glim and Mytho held the creature at bay as the rest of the party made their way to join their comrades and quickly dispatched the foul beast.

A little girl exited the house she was hiding in sobbing uncontrollably asking for her mother. She latched onto Mytho's tunic and tried to describe who her "mommy" was but the description was vague at best. Fearing that the mother might be taken to where the rest of the prisoners might be, they continued on to the Amphitheater.

The sounds of crowds roaring and swords clashing filled their ears as the party approached the eastern side of the Amphitheater large façade. Standards hung from the walls displaying the symbol of the Order of the Flaming Lance, black field with red symbol. Several cultist stood guard around the city square they had entered and a couple demons were patrolling nearby driving the party to hide themselves and their charge as quickly as possible.

Seeing the overwhelming numbers, Glim thought he could subdue one of the patrols and work their way inside but his attack glanced off the creatures hide and the roar it released brought the entire defense on their heads. This was going to be a long day….

Session 12: How many cultists are we allowing in this party?
Meet Mytho Sullivan, ex-cultist of Deskeri. Please don't kill him

"Our heroes, rested from their travails, carried on with the mission handed down from the commander of the remaining crusaders. Balin, atop a fine warhorse, rode the streets with no fear in his breast as he sought out his missing friend…"

  • Memoirs of the Great Sage and Eminent Alchemist Willie Nelson

The party met with Irabeth after she had conversed in great detail with Anevia about how the adventurers kept her safe and urged Bardas to follow his oath and help her discover the source of the cultist activity in the city and discover their plans (or a weakness) so that they might strike back at the enemy. Bardas agreed, albeit sullenly, to follow up on the note from S.V. and search the other cultist safehouses. Balin and Daven both agreed in short order, while Glim made it clear that he was not under anyone's command and his time was his own to give and would give for the time being.

Upon agreeing to help Irabeth, Balin was able to negotiate the use of a mule and cart to take with them to carry anymore prisoners they might acquire on their quest. Balin decided that the mule would make a fine steed, and proceeded to ride the mule down the city's causeways toward their next destination. The party followed up on the information they gathered from the woman they saved from the fallen crusaders and made their way toward the Tower of Estrod. The tower, which once towered far above the skyline of Kenabres, was now reduced to a few stories amid the rubble of its upper echelons.

Balin, having dismounted from the obviously flagged mule still dragging it's cart, strode up to two guards standing in the entranceway to the tower and was immediately confronted. Balin stammered for a response, but it was Glim who remembered the password from Hosilla's note and they were quickly inside without incident. Bardas and Daven tried to keep to the back not drawing attention to themselves, while Balin and Glim took the lead working their way up the levels of the tower.

On the second floor, the party made their way to a small office but were suddenly distracted by a gust of wind and the door slamming behind them and being locked. A tall but slight elf, possibly young by elf standards and wearing cultist robes of Deskari, appeared suddenly and started questioning the party. Seething with rage at the loss of his beloved, Bardas tried to strangle the young elf wearing the same garb that her murderers were wearing but the elf managed to move quickly out of the way. Balin and Glim managed to defuse the situation and the elf introduced himself as Mytho, a former cultist looking to escape the city while his superiors were distracted.

Opting to keep Mytho "on a short leash", the party continued up the ruined tower's stairs to confront the supposed leader of the cultist activity in the city and came face to face with an imposing tiefling. The tiefling, Faxon, demanded they report on the latest activity in the city to which Glim responded with graceful diplomacy and Balin responded with stuttering utterances. Sensing something wrong with the way Faxon was focusing on Balin, Mytho cast a ghost sound behind Faxon to simulate a battle which brought the whole tower complement down upon the party.

The party had no trouble defeating the denizens of the tower and discovered a note about potential plans for the wardstone in Kenabres and something about "Nahyndrian crystals". Perhaps with dire portent brewing in their minds, the party quickly made their way back to the Defender's Heart to share their findings with Irabeth and the Eagle Watch.

Session 11: We Need a Cart…
We got a heavy load for those bodies

"Anevia clutched the note her wife had left her and with renewed hope she continued with our intrepid heroes, their potential not yet realized, toward Defender's Heart. Filled with questions about the attack on the city and hearts weighing heavily on recent personal losses, the heroes sojourned further into the madness that had become Kenabres…"
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Determined to reach Defender's Heart by any means necessary, the party left the Tirabade residence with swiftness carrying all the prisoners they had retained since the start of the attack on Kenabres. Travelling through the ruined citysscape, the party carefully picked their way through debris and cramped alleyways and came upon a group of crusaders bearing the symbol of the Order of the Flaming Lance. Between the group of three crusaders, knelt a crying woman begging for her life while the crusaders raised their swords above their heads. Reacting quickly to this situation, the party dispatched the crusaders before they could finish murdering the innocent woman in cold blood and were left with more questions than answers at some of the city's crusaders falling victim to the madness of the demon attack.

The rescued woman immediately recognized Balin from a description she was told recently, giving him a message that implied Garrett, Balin's friend and mentor, was being held prisoner at the Tower of Estrod. Now that the unconscious body count had grown past the limits of being able to just  "trudge on", Balin was able to find and repair a broken down wood cart to carry the ever growing pile of prisoners along for the ride.

With a little bit of elbow grease and a lot of muscle, the party began pushing their cart of prisoners northward toward the last safe haven in the city and came upon another unusual scene. In the middle of the city square, a pile of crates, boxes, and wood resembled an improvised stage and several townsfolk stood upon that stage with odd positions that look unnatural for human movement. Bardas sensed evil from the townsfolk and passed this along to the party uncertain if what he sensed was true. Not giving him a chance to decide, the townsfolk turned like puppets being held from a string and tried to attack Glim. Glim reacted by killing the nearest man who instantly cried in terror as Glim's sickle sliced open a wound down the length of his body.

Gleeful, evil laughter emanated from small imp like creatures surrounding the improvised stage and the party was forced to knock out the "performers" before quickly subduing the imps. Once free of the demon's control, one of the woman performers quickly ran to the fallen man and shouted at Glim calling him, "MURDERER, MURDERER"  as Glim shrank back from her sobbing countenance. The party with sullen hearts offered to take the freed townsfolk to Defender's Heart which they reluctantly accepted. The woman told Glim, "My name is Myrtle Smith, remember that name," and stared him down with a fiery glance. The party continued north and without delay they arrived at their destination.

The party came upon the Defender's Heart, a large inn that looked to be relatively still intact, fronted by guards on all sides with crossbows held at the ready from various windows of the two story structure. The grass and road outside the inn still showed signs of life and sounds of bustling activity inside the inn was a relief from the constant screams and battle the party had left behind them. Giving the password "SilverStrong", a master-at-arms allowed them through the defensive barricade and led them toward his commander who turned out to be Anevia's wife, Irabeth.


Irabeth, a gruff looking half-orc paladin dressed in armor and garb of a paladin of Iomedae, greeted Anevia with wild exuberance and her hard face suddenly looked soft and beautiful. The master-at-arms wisely asked the party to make their arrangements at the crusader encampment and sell their equipment if they needed so the Commander could have time with her wife.

Many ales were downed as the party sat in silence waiting for a chance to talk to Irabeth to get more information on the city and managed to relieve themselves of all the prisoners they had collected since the attack started and armed themselves with as many weapons as armor as they could afford from the few merchants left. The session ended with Balin waxing poetic about a great sage he had heard of over the years….

Session 10: "We're swimming in pole-arms... - Glim"
Polearms for days

Leading the party through the scarred and battered streets of Kenabres, Glim nearly bumped into another cultist as the party was making their way to the Temple of Sheyln at Balin's request. Taking cover in a narrow alleyway, Glim peeked around the corner and discovered a line of men, women and children being marched down the street toward the center of Kenabres. Glim, with supreme confidence, slipped in behind the cultist and attempted a sneak attack and knocked the cultist out shouting out a challenge to the other cultist at the head of the line. While trying to subdue the other cultist, the party heard a loud growl come from another backalley and it put the party on high alert as a human shaped creature with hooves and a goat-like head stepped out into view. Pieces of a human were dragged behind it and blood dribbled it's chin as it roared it's disapproval causing the line of people being led down the street to scatter in all directions.

Daven was able to direct most of the townfolk to the alley they exited out of but a man and woman disappeared down another alley leaving the party to deal with the new threat. The goat-like creature proved a tough opponent as Glim took several hits to his body (and pride) while Bardas with his cold iron weapon was able to finally destroy the demonic creature. The party assessed everyone's condition and went looking for the runners, but the man and woman that ran into the other alley were discovered in a thick cloud of smoke and had suffocated to death in their panic. Armed with information of a nearby weapon shop to replace Daven's severely depleted bolt supply, the party carried their battered bodies to a ransacked shop and found a meager amount of ammunition for Anevia and Anevia and Daven and decided to rest there until dusk before continuing onward. Darkness fell across the city as the party awoke and without incident they carried onward toward the Temple of Shelyn.

Approaching the temple, they were greeted by rubble strewned landscape with smoke and fire across the entire horizon as far as they could see. The temple itself was guarded by a heavily wounded Balban demon, riddled with spears and bolts bleeding heavily from it's various wounds, which the party attempted to destroy before entering the temple. Bardas managed to slaughter the demon with his magical sword, but not before being picked up and thrown into the nearest building like a ragdoll. Balin, eager to see what had been done to his deity's temple, raced inside the find the temple mostly intact but covered in blood and rubble. At the head of the temple, Shelyn's statue was covered in dried blood and filth and Balin knelt before his deity's likeness to say a short prayer that he would correct this evil deed. As if hearing his plea a glowing inscription above the statue's head that read, "Find beauty in all things…", causing the altar in front of the statue to slide open and reveal a pristine glaive that had the same inscription on the haft of the pole-arm:

Shelyn's Promise

Balin thanked Shelyn for this gift and the party continued on to their next destination: Anevia's house. Anevia, brimming with anticipation at finding her wife, ran into the open door of her house and quickly scanned through the rooms of the small house. Discourage by the thought that something had happened to Irabeth, Anevia glanced at Irabeth's desk and found a note with her name on it which read "Anevia; If you find this I am gathering the remaining Eagle Watch at Defender's Heart. Meet us there if you can, the password to approach unharmed is "SilverStrong". Tears flowing down her cheeks, Anevia breathed heavily and sobbed silently in her relief that Irabeth was still alive. However, the moment was short lived as something heavy (but invisible) pushed past everyone in the room and started to head toward the exit. Balin was able to recognize that an invisible person was in the room and heading toward the exit and he managed to grab wildly for the fleeing purpose and knock him to the ground. His spell revealed, a half-orc named Vagorg (named by Anevia) attacked the party and was quickly subdued.

Searching the half-orc, now unconscious but alive, the party found a magical halbred that granted special abilities to the wielder much to Glim's chagrin. The session ended with this mysterious stranger passed out and Anevia seemingly knowing who the creature was…

Session Log 9: Binding Ritual interrupted
We need to stop being murder hobos

Bardas looked down at the lifeless body of his beloved and had to look away while Balin was able to stabilize the man that Bardas almost killed. Balin was able to find some tarpaulin among the debris in the alley and carefully rolled Amelia's lifeless body and stood before the scene dumbfounded as much as Bardas. Without a word, Bardas decided to build a funeral pyre then and there so they could continue on (as she would have wanted.) With a prayer to Iomedae and several minutes of silence, they left the pyre to burn to send Amelia on her way to the afterlife to join her goddess.

The party continued next to the closet location they knew of, The
Librarium of the Black Wing, where hopefully they could obtain more answers about the demon attack and seek allies among Aravashnial's colleagues. As they approached, they were instead devastated to find that the Librarium had been almost completely destroyed and a solitary building still stood amongst the rubble fairly intact in comparison to the rest of the damage the facility received. Finding the door to the building slightly ajar, the party carefully made their way inside and were greeted to a loud voice shouting, "Pile the books higher, I want to see this place go down in a blaze of glory!" The party inched forward and found two tieflings and a crusader about to light a group of innocents on fire with their own books and scrolls piling toward the ceiling. Glim decided to interject on this note with a quick slice to the nearest tiefling's back, knocking him out, followed by Balin making quick work of the crusader's other accomplish. Bardas was able to scare the crusader into submission who introduced himself as Chaleb, a cavalier devoted to the Order of the Flaming Lance.

Chaleb told the party, after some "encouragement", that the librarians had been attacked by a hooded man named Xanthir Vang and told them to search in one of the hidden rooms in this building. After searching for this hidden room, the party ventured into a small basement that had been stripped bare of anything valuable and a dead half-elf woman lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the floor. The party recognized her as Miammir, one of the lieutenants of the Order of the Flaming Lance, as well as several dead worm-like creatures next to her body. If something had killed her, it was gone now.

Returning to the upper floor, Aravashnial decided that to let the party know that he was a Riftwarden (possibly the last as far as he knew) and that room was one of their secret caches that housed weapons of terrible power. Decidedly worried, Aravashnial elected to stay with the librarians to try and recover what they could from the surrounding area and look for survivors and that they would wait for word from the party if they could meet them at a safer location. The party reluctantly agreed and began to push on to where the Crusaders may be camped and attempting to retake the city.

While walking through the alleyways of the city, the party came upon a swathe of dead men and women littered about a city square. In the center of the square stood a very beautiful woman with red skin and leathery bat wings, which Glim recognized as a Succubus Demon. She seemed to be trapped within a binding circle that was being cast by a nearby mage, who was deep in concentration on casting whatever magic he was trying to concoct. The party reacted to the situation by slaughtering the wizard down, thinking he may be trying to aid the demon somehow, but only managed to release the succubus from the binding spell. 

Despite the odds, the party was able to send her back to the Abyss with little trouble and the party was left with a mystery they probably wouldn't solve…

Session 8: Shit just got real...
Take away a man's one true love, you've truly given him nothing left to lose.

With their new found ally and his knowledge of this underground, the party quickly made their way back to the surface forgoing several areas of cavern and choosing to go directly to the exit. Mongrelmen that were in the adventurer's path quickly surrendered their weapons and ran back toward Neatholm upon seeing the unconscious Hosilla strapped to Bardas' back. The cavern slowly turned  from primitive rock face to chiseled stone and they soon found themselves in a broken, ancient sewer possibly from earlier in Kenabres' construction.

A maze of broken sewer pipes and viscous liquids greeted the party along with some ungodly smells that made them question their choice of route,
however the party could almost smell the fresh air up ahead and continued on. Turning the corner in the maze, the party was set upon by a bloated creature with clawed hands which Bardas recognized as some sort of demon. They had made their home in a giant pile of feces and excrement from unknown animals and they seemed to glide across the shit covered floors with ease while Balin and Bardas were slipping and struggling to not fall in the foul mess.

Bardas with his new blade obtained from
Hosilla's quarters quickly destroyed the demons, but not before covering his entire person in the most foul-smelling substance ever encountered in his recent memory. The party continued through the sewer system and emerged somewhere south in the city of Kenabres and were greeted with a nightmare scenario. The familiar skyline of Kenabres had been ravaged and the distant screams of the demon's victims could be heard for miles. Exiting the sewer grate near a stable house, they came upon several mercenaries drinking themselves to a stupor and the general attitudes of this men led the party to believe that there was no hope left for the city. The party desperately tried to recover their morale, but they seemed to be more interested in drinking then following the newcomers on some suicide mission to meet up with the other crusaders. Horgus, Aneiva, and Aravashnial all suggested what to do next, but the party decided that since Horgus' manor was closest they took him there so they might collect payment for aiding him back home. 

Horgus' manor was largely untouched and there were tracks leading away from a crashed out room in the southwest portion of the first floor, however
Horgus was more interested in getting to his vault on the 2nd floor which contained all his precious posessions and enough foodstuffs to last for weeks. Horgus promised that he would aid the party in the future with supplies and weapons whenever they needed it and handed Bardas a large bag of gold as payment for bringing him safely to his manor. Horgus quickly disapppeared to his vault after this and the party continued north toward Anevia's house.Along the way, the party was able to sneak up on a large demon attacking a clothing shop and Bardas with Balin's help was able to quickly destroy the demon with a smiting charge. The owners were grateful for their help and handed them a bag of gold for their troubles and the party continued on their way. 

The party reached a part of the slums that had probably fallen
to disrepair long before the demon attack and found a small framed creature, it's head covered with a cloth sack, knelt in a puddle of blood with three cultists brandishing glaives. Glim was able to guide the party without alerting the cultists and they creeped toward the scene in order to help the creature about to take part in some bizarre ritual. One of the cultists muttered some chant and pulled the hood from the creature and revealed a very bloody and injured Amelia, Bardas' fiance that had seperated from him during the demon's attack.

Bardas, screaming with rage, charged toward the cultists and took one down without effort. Glim and Balin were able to take down the 2nd one as well, however the third cultist in a deranged state would not allow the ritual to be stopped and his glaive came down swiftly and beheaded Amelia right before Bardas' eyes. Bardas sliced his stomach open and watched him bleed to death, rage filling him at the sudden loss of his beloved…

Session 7: Stranger Danger
Meet Glim the Baker, Demon infiltrator and rogue at your service.

The party continued deeper into the cultists' lair finding more mongrelmen traitors along the way. Reaching a large dining room, two mongrelmen were startled from their chairs and attacked the party. Appearing from the shadows deeper in the cave, a dashing, young gentleman slashed down one of the mongrelmen and called for help from the rest of the party to take down the other traitor. The stranger claimed to be a spy trying to undermine the cultists' efforts in Kenabres and had followed them down to these caves a few weeks ago as one of cultist leader's elite guard. 

Hosilla, the cultist leader, seemed to be involved with the demon attack that rocked Kenabres and sent the party hurtling into the underground but he hasn't discerned their true motives. Seeing a way out of the caves and back to the surface, the stranger said he would help the party subdue Hosilla and get them back to the surface. Their new ally, introduced as Glim, was able to talk the other guard out of her quarters and was immediately pounced upon by the rest of the party. As the guard fell to the overwhelming numbers, he called out as loud as he could to warn his charge, "HOSILLA RUN!!!"

Chanting from deep within the large cavern that served as her quarters,
Hosilla prepared herself to end anyone that stepped through the door unbeknowst to the party. Hearing this magical chanting, the party delayed in indecision until it was clear that Glim wasn't also going to be able to lure her out as well. Daven charged in with his crossbow ready and was surprised to find a magical glaive flying through the air and driving into his shoulder. With death close for Daven, the rest of the party reacted to the situation by taking down Hosilla quickly and tied her up for future questioning.

On her person, they found orders from someone named S.V. which read as follows:

A sword was found in a sword case nearby which the party identified as a +1 Cold Iron Longsword, which Bardas took for himself. "Was this
Yaniel's sword?" thought the party as it became obvious that nothing else was in the room. Strapped to Bardas' back, the unconscious Hosilla went with the party back toward the surface under the direction of their new ally, Glim…

Session 6: Smells like... trouble
Rest in peace Kaey and his magical orange

After recuperating from their trek through the Kenabres underground and escape finally in site, the party followed Lann toward the cultist's cave to clear the way for the citizens of Neathholm to aid the surfacers against the demon threat. While scouting ahead, Balin accidentally kicked a rock into the side of the cave wall bringing guards from behind makeshift barricades lining the entrance of the next set of caverns. The party quickly subdued these two guards and the two that heard their alarm and Balin stabilized them from dying. Lann spit at guard's feet realizing that these were the missing tribe of mongrelman that had apparently sided with the cultists. Lann promised the party that "they would be dealt with swiftly and began hauling their unconscious bodies back toward Neathholm.

Alone with their mission, the party continued forth toward the south to discover the way through to the surface until they were interrupted by a peculiar looking creature that had blue lizard skin with spider legs sprouting from her back. The creature, in a somewhat feminine but raspy voice, asked the party, "Do you follow Baphomet..?" while nocking an arrow and pointing it at Kaey. As Balin began to mouth the words, "No", the creature let the arrow fly and Kaey was rocked back by the arrow's impact. The party managed to quickly subdue the creature and tie her up, but left her unconscious to ask her questions later.

Kaey quaffed a potion to heal himself and continued to scout ahead on the rest of the cave until they came upon a large double door. Checking for traps and locks, Kaey opened the doors and found a refuse pit that emanated a smell most foul and step inside  the dark room to investigate. Kaey's footing was soon lost as his next step did not find purchase on the ground and he slide down a 30 degree decline into a pile of garbage with his torch flying from his hand. Smoke quickly filled the room and shouts of alarm quickly made it apparent that Kaey had accidentally lit the garbage pile on fire and it would soon rage out of control and consume him. During his struggle to be free, Kaey managed to disturb the pit's only resident, a giant amoeba, adding insult to injury. Bardas sprang into action and leaped into the pit followed by Balin trying to assist as well while Daven ran back to the creature they had tied up earlier and recovered the rope to assist his companions.

Although the party tried valiantly to save their companion's life, the fire finally consumed Kaey and the party was forced to evacuate the pit. The session ended as the party mourned their lost comrade in arms…


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