The paladin Valestar Ekhart rejoined the party via teleportation magic, and found them sorting through the loot they had gotten from some trolls. He tells their story… (-GM)
After shopping, I rejoined the party, and I found myself in a large cavern, with the rest of my weary party waiting. They filled me in on what I had missed, and we explored the rest of the cavern.
A river cut through the middle of the room, and we decided to follow it to see if it led to the lair of the intellect devourer. DSRFA donned our magical helm of underwater action, and he and Shia swam ahead, while The Hero of No Name cast a fly spell of the rest of us and we flew above the water. The cave ceiling lowered as the river continued, cutting off all air, and so the swimmers went a little farther without us. They came back, explaining that they were swimming upstream and didn’t want to split the party.
We went back the way we came, and went down the river the other way. After about ten minutes of swimming/flying, the river tunnel opened into a familiar-looking cavern. A large mound lay to our left, and a passageway with a pile of purple worm excrement lay to our right. The Hero of No Name, our mapper, exclaimed that this was a room we had already explored, and we should keep going so as to not attract the purple worms. And, as if roused by his words, a fat purple worm burst out of the ground next to us.
We immediately attacked it, and myself and Arthritic Slaver charged it, and Orion’s powerful hoofs and my sword strikes wounded it grievously. It roared and grabbed brave Orion with its terrible maw. Suddenly, three flashes of fire pierced its tough hide, and the great beast released Orion, fell to the ground with great holes in it, and died a fiery death.
DSRFA laughed, and I shook my head at his cockiness. We decided to make a quick trip to Nerosyan to sell the what loot we had.
When we teleported in, we were greeted by a band of crusaders off to go defend Kenabres. They asked me to join their ranks, and even though I refused, Orion was tired of being eaten by worms. He looked at me, looked at them, and pawed the ground. I nodded and said farewell. The crusades needed his might, and I now have a roc named Perseus.
While Shia crafted magic wings of flying for Arthritic Slaver, I spent a month in nature trying to find a new companion. I stumbled upon a bear, clearly rabid, and it attacked me. I fought back, and a huge bird flew out of the sky to aid me. We fought together and were able to knock out the bear. I used my healing magic to cure its rabies, and we flew away before it woke up.
After meeting Perseus, we waited about 4 months for Shia to finish crafting Arthritic Slaver’s wings of flying, and then we went back to the dungeon.
We wanted to continue exploring the river tunnels, so we ventured back down the river route. This time, however, no flight magic was needed, because Arthritic Slaver had his new wings of flying, and I had Perseus, and because of this we were able to travel much faster.
We arrived at the end and found a pair of rotten corpses, who breathed out black mist that formed into two wraiths that attacked us. Not that I didn’t expect it, but it was refreshing to slay minions of evil after four months of waiting. I called upon the powers of good and activated my aura of justice, and myself and Perseus charged one of the ghosts. A magical claw combined with a few swipes from my blessed sword killed it (again). DSRFA called upon the holy power of my aura of justice and used his powerful flaming shots to burn it away.
We searched the small cavern, and I sensed an aura of evil stronger than anything we had dealt with before emanating from this cursed place. We saw another passageway, and continued down it to find a cliff, that at the bottom was what looked like a fortune in gold. It seemed all too good though, and I checked for any magical auras. Sure enough, the whole vein of gold was giving off a strong aura of illusion. Shia identified it as a illusionary hoax, and we descended.
DSRFA searched the rock wall and found a well-hidden secret door. We sent 9rot, The Hero of No Name’s eidolon, down the passageway to check it out, and it came back telling us it was all clear. We went down to discover a door, and above it, written in magical runes, were instructions. They were instructions about opening the door, which had three holes in it. The instructions said that if an arm was inserted into one of the holes, it would be severed, but it would also open the door.
The Hero of No Name summoned up some earth elementals to scout the room, and when they burrowed through the walls, we waited. DSRFA, being as perceptive as he was, heard a hissing noise, a couple of thumps, and then silence. None of the poor elementals returned. The Hero of No Name then convinced one to stick his arms into the holes, and he immediately pulled them out. Or what was left of them. Both had been severed at the elbow, but there was no time to dwell on this, because the door slid open, and two large statues stood up and drew their swords.
I flew in atop Perseus and we both got good hits into the one in front of us, but even our heavy strikes seemed to have little effect. Shia roused us with his rallying cries, and DSRFA fired a salvo of deadly flaming arrows into another, but it seemed to have no effect. The Hero of No Name tried to grab them with black tentacles coming from the floor; they seemed to just ignore it.
Perseus was grievously wounded, and our best strikes seemed to have little effect on these rugged statues. They started breathing poison on myself and Perseus, and we just barely resisted its effects.
We needed to get out of there and quick. The ending will be recorded by whoever updates our story next. I will leave it up to them to finish the story of these vexing iron warriors.
-Valestar Ekhart (Marco)
Arthritic Slaver, half-orc fighter 8
BlungyBooce, vanaran pistolero gunslinger 9
Death from Somewhere Really Far Away, tiefling stalker 9
The Hero of No Name, aasimar summoner 10
Nioveskirian, dwarven stonelord paladin 9
Shia Labeouf, merfolk bard 9
Valestar Ekhart, aasimar paladin 11