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 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.