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Wrath of the Righteous #53+54: The Defense of Drezen

Our heroes defend the crucial city of Drezen from the demonic onslaught led by the marilith general Aponavicius. (-GM)

11th day of Arodus, 4728 AR

Killing the leader of the dragon army wasn’t going to be easy…

After routing one army, we decided it was time to move on to the next step of our war plan. However, killing the leader of the dragon army wasn’t going to be easy. Not only did we have the dragon himself to worry about, but there was also the issue of the succubus that was assisting him.

But luckily for us, we had the aforementioned plan. After scouting them out for a bit, we teleported into the middle of the army, hoping to do a quick and easy assault. Beckles ran up to the beast and began to pound it to a pulp with his fists, while Fella riddled it with arrows. I bewitched the demon, and our new companion Pinacra, Death’s Blade followed up by ripping out its heart upon her blade. All the while, the song of Sir Harold fueled our fervor and sped us to an unnatural extent.

Just as quickly as the battle had begun, it was over. We whisked ourselves back to Drezen and began to prepare for the siege. The demon army teleported to the hilltop a few miles from the city and began their approach.

I had a devious plan, but sadly there wasn’t enough time to enact it. The nuke would have to wait. Our attention was drawn to the basement of Citadel Drezen, where a series of unholy runes had begun to light up.

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Wrath of the Righteous #52: What Was Once a Beautiful Forest

In a missing chapter of our mythic heroes’ journey, the party returned from the Abyss and met Sir Harold, the new herald of Iomedae. Three weeks later, the demons launched their greatest assault yet, sending their three largest armies after the heroes and the citadel-city of Drezen. (-GM)

10th day of Arodus, 4728 AR

Carrock

I gazed at the army from the top of a collapsed mountain. Hundreds of treants had marched from their homeland to do battle with the forces of good. They were corrupted beyond return, and burning them was the only way to stop the destruction of Drezen. I told myself this as the wizards and I rained storms of fire upon them, but I didn’t believe it.

How could an aspect of nature be evil? Shouldn’t we work to cleanse the demonic taint inside them, rather than kill the innocent creatures whose only crime was to exist in the den of those we call “enemy”? What would the world be like if we chose to solve conflicts with kindness and compassion rather than wanton slaughter? Yet the fact remained that we lived in a world of mistrust and violence, where any sign of weakness would be exploited without mercy. So I fought along with all the others, and hoped that the smoke from my fires would obscure my tears.

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Wrath of the Righteous #50: Made Whole

The party enters the heart of the Ineluctable Prison to reclaim Iomedae’s champion. (-GM)

19th day of Erastus, 4728 AR

The time had finally come to fulfill our mission and save Harold, at any cost. We navigated through the twisting halls of the prison, the maze burned into the back of my mind as I turned again and again. Soon, we reached an altar that would teleport us to Harold himself.

Moments later, we were in a great chamber, with black ash drifting through the air and pits of lava before us. We had been joined a bit earlier Arackthos, a mammoth rider who had been trapped within the prison, but he was disgruntled by the obstacle between us and our poor corrupted friend. Harold rose from the altar upon which he had been resting and leveled two glaives at us.

“Foolish mortals, you are too late. Your blood will wet the last step I take to ascension. Your time is up.”

He flew at us, a swirling whirlwind of blades and death. Beckles leaped into the fray, unleashing a powerful barrage of punches. Nunya blessed the party and holy light surged around us. Fella shot arrow after arrow into Harold, yet still he remained standing. Meanwhile, demons crept out of the shadows and began to let out unholy shrieks, bringing the mammoth to its knees and staggering the rest of us. I tried to obliterate Harold, but I could not overcome the incarnation of Baphomet’s will.

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Wrath of the Righteous #49: The Foggy Bottom Boys Heist

The party had received information useful for rescuing Iomedae’s Herald from a most evil source: Alderpash, the Runelord of Wrath, who might be free from the Ineluctable Prison if they carried out their plan. The party ties up this loose end… (-GM)

18th day of Erastus, 4728 AR

Inger-Maggor a.k.a. Inigo Montoya

With entry into the prison gained, there was only one thing for our heroes to do before rescuing Harold. A certain someone had some very nice things that had been in his possession for a few millennia too long. Our heroes realized that they could help the world by liquidizing these artifacts and putting them on the market to benefit society at large.

It began with a plan, as all good heists do, and it was executed with a level of precision that has become a defining feature of the party. Sigarda obscured the entire wing of the prison with magical mist and the party split up as The Incredible Fella crept into the AO. Everything was running smoothly until Sigarda heard a thumping noise, loud footsteps that sounded familiar except that they didn’t belong to a statue.

From the mist they heard a man call out, “My name, is Inigo Montoya. You killed my dragon. Prepare to die.” “Beat it punk before I do the same to you,” Sigarda replied. “We are in the middle of something right now and I really can’t be bothered to deal with you right now.” The man attacked but the party ignored him and the newly animated dragon and kept moving.

“MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA! YOU KILLED MY DRAGON! PREPARE TO DIE!” He yelled after them.

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Wrath of the Righteous #47: Outside-In

The party continues to navigate the Ineluctable Prison to find Iomedae’s herald, acting on the guidance of the Runelord of Wrath. (-GM)

18th day of Erastus, 4728 AR

The fiend swept forward and began to smite Beckles, profane energy swirling through the air as claw, tentacle, and tongue struck him one by one.

The inverted Giant surged out of his prison, tasting fresh air for the first time in centuries. Letting out a mighty roar, the beast surveyed the area around it. Standing before it, fists at the ready, was Beckles. However, this creature was not like those we had fought before. Before we could even make a move the fiend swept forward and began to smite Beckles, profane energy swirling through the air as claw, tentacle, and tongue struck him one by one. Then in one monstrous gulp, Beckles was swallowed whole and disappeared down the gullet of the giant.

We were taken aback by the ferocity of the creature, but The Incredible Fella shook himself from the daze and began to pelt it with arrows. The beast screamed as bolt after bolt pierced its flesh. I tried to finish it with a vile curse, but once again an overwhelming, mythic force prevented me. At that moment, Barca stepped out of a portal, seemingly from nowhere.

“Sorry for the delay, friends, I was reading a really good scroll!” With a smile and a wave of his hand, he transformed into a huge Dragon and blasted the beast with a ray of frost.

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Wrath of the Righteous #46: We Need a Bigger Party

Runelord Alderpash: The Ineluctable Prison’s most illustrious “guest”

Following the vision of The Ineluctable Prison granted to Sigarda, the party struck a bargain with an ancient lich: Alderpash, the Runelord of Wrath. He advised the party to take on the prison’s lieutenants, and to plumb the prison’s Vault for some of the Demon Lord Baphomet’s most prized possessions — all for the promise that they would take on Baphomet which could release Alderpash from his prison. (-GM)

18th day of Erastus, 4728 AR

Barca and Fella were “too tired” to continue exploring, so we were operating in diminished capacity. The room we were in had the four artifacts on the ends and the four jars plus the replacement statue in the middle. Clearly we were supposed to do some sort of ritual to unlock the artifacts. But what? I decided to ask the altar itself.

“So, bowl, what do people usually fill you with?” I asked.

“Water. Dirty water.” it replied.

Fortunately, Alderpash had some unholy water on him, so we went and got it, then poured it in the four bowls. The first one unlocked Baphomet’s own glaive. The second unlocked a scimitar that was forged from the shards of Sarenrae’s battle with Rovagug at the dawn of creation. Maybe we could carbon-date it and disprove the “the universe is billions of years old” myth once and for all. The third held the Herald’s heavy heavenly heart. It probably wouldn’t be that useful, as I was planning on just resurrecting him. The last one had a ball of twine. Nothing special or magical about it, just a bunch of string. We threw it all in the sanctum.

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Wrath of the Righteous #44: Star Wars

Freed from their cell, the party continued their search for Iomedae’s Herald. They now wandered the labyrinthine maze of the Ineluctable Prison, itself an extradimensional space within the maze-realm of Baphomet. (-GM)

17th day of Erastus, 4728 AR

Stringy Demodand

After our heroes had finished interrogating the guards and had learned the whereabouts of their boss, they continued onwards to find her. The party entered a chamber that they quickly named Mustafar because of the two pits of lava (and other striking similarities to the planet). The entrance had many adamantine bars to keep out intruders, but the enterprising The Incredible Fella took the valuable adamantine for the party.

After they entered Mustafar, our heroes were beset on all sides by stringy demodands. The Incredible Fella made quick work of these flying foes, but far more impressive was the incredible display Nunya put on. For the first time that anyone could remember, Nunya achieved a critical. (This was especially special because no one had, until then, seen him roll anything above a 9)

Sigarda dispatched the last demodand by turning him to stone which promptly dropped him into the pool of lava. As he disappeared beneath the surface, the last part to dissolve was his hand, which was giving an ominous thumbs up.

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