He cast miracle, but it was worded in such a way that instead of the intended effect the Orcus temple was teleported to US.
After the huge battle down in the temple and taking all the gold treasure out of the Orcus Temple, we returned to the capital of the Air Elemental Plane to sell stuff, spend some of our money, and to give me some time to train some new abilities. However, once we arrived there and tried to sleep we found we couldn’t. Same with the next night as well. We figured it must be a curse of some kind, so we went around and asked different people what they thought it might be. We didn’t get an actual answer, so we continued on and hoped it would end soon.
That day, we sold off all our treasures at the main market in exchange for around 200,000 gold. We returned to our hotel with our money. Deckard Cain tried to do some remove curse spell but it seemed to have no effect. Suddenly, the Archbishop and Pope of Sarenrae of the Air Elemental Plane burst into the room and cast a spell that was supposed to paralyze all of us. Me and Bright Yilling resisted the effect, but the intent was the same. We repeatedly asked what we did wrong. They said that 30 people were now infected with this “curse” you guys have been asking around about. They informed us that the gold we brought in must have come from an Orcus temple because it is carrying the curse that many items from those places have. They said that they had quarantined all the infected people and confiscated all of the gold.
After some planning, we decided that we should just use the spell miracle to cleanse all the people and gold. The Air Pope decided on what the wording would be, and we supplied the 25k diamond. He cast the spell but it was worded in such a way that instead of the intended effect the Orcus temple was teleported to us. There was a massive battle between all of the Orcus priests and the crusaders. The crusaders won but not without a few casualties. The Air Pope took the blame, however, because he was the one who worded the spell. Thankfully, in addition to moving the Orcus temple in the capital it also cleansed all the people and gold and we were free to leave. The spell had also cleansed us so we were finally able to rest. (However, the party and the Orcus temple and the Air priests received a summons to appear in Air Court in two weeks’ time. -GM)
After a much need 19 hours of sleep, we decided that it was time to return to the not fully cleared temple. Last time we had ventured down here, we had taken a left at the first bend but this time we took a right to further explore this part. After a few corridors we emerged into a room that was inhabited by around fifteen zombies. This was laughable to a party as strong as us but as we entered the room to… dispose of them, twenty shadows came out of the walls. Now this was a little more threatening to the party because they could drain your strength away if they hit you and there was no way to resist it. I had to dig into my quickly depleting supply of ghost touch arrows to finish them off before they dealt any serious damage to anybody in the party. There was a set of double doors on one wall of this room. I opened them and stepped into the small room beyond with absolutely no fear of what could be there. Oh how wrong I was. The room was empty when I first moved in, Bright Yilling at my heels. There suddenly there was a loud gushing wind over by the far wall. I only realize now (4 weeks later), that this was Susurrus trying to warn us of the dangers that lay beyond that wall of the room.
They all started to scream… the sound was so soul-chilling and so horrible that Deckard Cain fell to the ground, unconscious.
To our surprise, 5 banshees floated out from the back wall by the wind. They all started to scream… the sound was so soul-chilling and so horrible that Deckard Cain fell to the ground, unconscious. Bright Yilling and I were able to cover our ears in time but it still took all of our strength to resist it. And just to top this party off, shadows and greater shadows sprung from the walls to attack us. They surrounded me but I was too invasive for their attacks. Bright Yilling was able to revive Deckard Cain with a heal scroll that he carried for some reason. With volleys of arrows and a few spells, all of them were dead including the banshees.
The wind started howling again except this time it was louder. If only we had known. Two Marilith Demons slithered through the far “wall” with ease. Bright Yilling dove on them with his axe, screaming something about eating their hearts. I started casually putting arrows into them. These demons might be formidable to crusaders and warlords but to us they were just little bumps in our road to Orcus.
And then I heard it. The faint beating of wings coming closer by the second. The unmistakable sound of a whip being unhooked from a belt. There was a Balor Demon coming from behind us! We had fought a demon this size before but not while two Mariliths were present. I spun around and loosed six arrows at it in the blink of an eye. It’s armor was tough and blocked two of my arrows. However, I was still able to get enough damage across so that Deckard Cain could knock it unconscious with a few spells. Unconscious was better than dead because when they die, they explode and that is not what we needed right then.
Bright Yilling got lucky and was able to behead one of the Mariliths. Just when we could see a light at the end of the tunnel a bunch of priests had to channel negative energy through the illusionary back wall. Not only did this kill a bunch of their own folk, it also killed the Balor which caused him to explode doing massive damage to everything within 100 feet. Unfortunately, the Marilith was able to resist most of the explosion but the party was for the most part ok as well. Most of the priests who channeled had died to their own ability but a few of the more powerful ones remained. These were manageable and the light at the end of the tunnel returned, only to be covered by complete darkness as a Demon Lord flew out from behind us to stand over the body of the dead Balor.
I aimed all 6 shots very carefully, and this time didn’t miss a single one. I smiled to myself, as surely it was dead. Nothing survives that amount of damage. It stumbled and let out a roar of pain, but managed to stay on its feet. Deckard Cain blasted it with spells but they had less of an effect on it. Still it stood, menacingly over the party. It tried to snatch my bow out of my hands but I was too nimble, I was too quick, I jumped over his reaching hand like a candle stick. I could tell it was close to death, but it still had some fight left. Who knows. I might not survive the hour. Maybe I will.
Signing off for now,
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