The party assaults the greatest Orcus temple yet.
3rd day of Lamashan, 4721 AR
Oh boy! Today was the day. The day we were finally going to assault the last Orcus temple. We spent the first few hours of the day shopping and preparing for the fight ahead. None of us expected just how dangerous that temple would be.
After we had spent most of our gold, we headed downwards. Susurrus insisted on scouting with an arcane eye for 30 minutes before we moved forward. He reported back a few wraiths. We move into the first tunnel and quickly dispose of two wraiths. We get to move not even 10 feet before a small army of the shadowy creatures swarm the party. There are at least 20 and it takes a combination of Valestar using holy energy and Deckard Cain casting a spell that made a barrage of lightning bolts strike and kill all of them. With only minor injuries sustained, the party moved cautiously forward.
Right before we turned the corner at the end of the hall I opened my Ever-Smoking Bottle. Smoke billowed out and around the corner. Seconds after the smoke filled the hallway, wind along the floor blew some of the smoke away, forcing me to fly upwards into the smoke by the ceiling.
The room at the end of this tunnel was a large one. With a giant skull atop an altar. Priests, zombies, and other horrific creatures filled the room. There were some more powerful beings on the left side of the room that Susurrus identified as a Lich, a Devourer, and a Nalfeshnee.
Our wizard bravely flew in and called a meteor swarm to strike and burn our foes. All of the zombies and priests died instantly, but the stronger folk brushed it off. The rest of the party flew in but were soon occupied as waves of wraiths came from the walls. Deckard Cain cast spell after spell, felling the shadowy beasts with impressive magic. I did my best, but I could only fire so many arrows each turn.
Eventually, the waves of incorporeal creatures seemed to stop. But not for long. Five Dread Wraiths floated out of the wall followed by 54 shadows. The shadows sucked the strength right out Shia and Deckard Cain. They fell to the ground, in a coma. Shadows swarmed around me, too, but I was able to evade almost all of their attacks.
From the other side of the room beyond a large pair of doors, we heard a war song, sung by many voices coming closer. The situation looked very grim. And that is where I must leave you today. This may be the last you ever hear from me.
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Bright Yilling, fetchling barbarian 15 / antipaladin 2
Deckard Cain, aasimar oracle 17
Death from Somewhere Irrelevantly Far Away, tiefling slayer 18
Susurrus of the Wind, sylph wizard 17
Shia Labeouf, merfolk bard 16
Valestar Ekhart, aasimar paladin 19