Seeing the party entering a hellish level, the holy warrior Valestar rejoins the party. He tells their tale. (-GM)
26th day of Sarenith, 4720 AR
After we defeated the hellhounds, our new mapper Madrik the Spell Thief wanted to complete his maps of this area. We walked around for a while, encountering nothing but a few rats and a long rock in one otherwise empty room. Finally, we turned a corner and found a door that Madrik exclaimed had a magic aura. I approached it cautiously and Madrik told me it was probably safe to open, as he backed away. I opened the door carefully, but nothing exploded and nothing was shot at me. I was a little disappointed, as I was hoping something would happen. The room it revealed was just another boring box that was empty save for a odd shimmering in the air in the middle of the room. Shia looked at it carefully and then exclaimed that it was another teleporter. Madrik told me to go through, and I obliged.
I found myself in a natural tunnel somewhere, and as the rest of the party appeared around me, I asked Madrik if he had any idea where we were. He was pretty sure we were on the same level, but other than that he had no idea. I shrugged and started down the tunnel. After a few turns and some more tunnel, we found ourselves in front of a black marble door that looked very tough. As DFSIFA was at home taking a nap, we had no one with us able to unlock it. I tried to bash it open, but even with Perseus and Jackie Chan’s help, it didn’t budge. Right as I was about to give up, I heard voices casting spells on the other side of the stubborn door. I cast a few defensive spells, then called out to whoever was on the other side, and requested that they open the door.