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Wrath of the Righteous #65 + 66: Victory, Justice, Damnation

After defeating Threshold’s guardians, the heroes plumbed into the mage prison that straddled the City of Locusts (Iz) on their world and Deskari’s Abyssal realm. They lay low enormous and powerful mythical creatures and planted “dimension bombs” on both sides of the portal to prepare their ritual to close the Worldwound. They now talked to the spirit of Opon, who had been duped into helping Areelu Vorlesh open the Worldwound a century ago. The party plant, Nunya, concludes their epic. (-GM)

14th day of Arodus, 4728 AR

We proceeded to forget his existence.

“Areelu told me the ritual would free us,” said the spirit who had been entrapped for over a century. “I didn’t realize it would free a vast horde of bloodthirsty demons as well.”

“Don’t be ashamed,” I replied. “You were just a victim of circumstance. Your criminal record, on the other hand, is a different story. It says here that you were sentenced to life in prison. And you are, technically, still alive. Bye.” We proceeded to forget his existence.

We scoured the building for places we could dimensionally lock. The scholars said we should put three of them on each side of the Wound, but we only had, like, two on each side. Where were the other two conjuration hotspots? Just as we were nearing the answer to this puzzle, an armada of elite demons assaulted us, which, in addition to breaking the unwritten rules of informal gatherings, collided heavily with our delicate train of depuzzling thought.

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Wrath of the Righteous #60 + 61: Out of the Wormhole, Into the Worm

When we last left our heroes, they had just obtained the Suture, a key to closing the Worldwound, and we licking their wounds their Magnificent Mansion. The commander of the demon armies, however, lay in wait for when they stepped out… (-GM)

13th day of Arodus, 4728 AR


When our heroes were ready, they charged once more into the treasure horde to confront this self-appointed “Storm King.” Supposedly a being of extreme power that would never back down from a fight who turned out to be nothing more than brief distraction, with no sense of honor.

Hiding in the rain and refusing to come and fight, our heroes almost decided to leave him alone and move on with their lives before he had finally worked up the courage to attack. The fight was quick and painless, aided by Nunya who created a gate to block out the rain and then summoned an extra large umbrella. Dealing with the rain proved to be the hardest part of the encounter, however, as our heroes dispatched the “Storm King” without suffering a scratch until he exploded in a cowardly suicidal explosion.

The party had already forgotten about this pitiful foe as they raced to their next objective, the arcane prison of Threshold. It stood on on an island at the bottom of an infested pit. Guarding the giant worm infested pit were 3 large Worms-That-Walk and 3 huge wyrms.

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Wrath of the Righteous #58+59: Seeking the Suture

The party could not steep any lower than they did in an unwritten chapter of our tale, from a brothel then down the infinite Rasping Rifts doing battle with leaders of the Cult of Deskari. When Nunya led an expedition back to the brothel to rescue some archons, they almost were killed by an ambushing ravener, an undead dragon. Iomedae’s Herald continues their tale. (-GM)

13th day of Arodus, 4728 AR

The corrupted Terendelev

We teleported away from the tavern, and not a moment too soon! The vile aura of the undead Ravener nearly killed both of my tiny comrades! I only caught a glimpse of the horrid thing, but what I saw was enough to give a lesser man nightmares. 

Returning to Drezen, we nursed our wounds and resurrected the temporarily deceased, although I can’t say I ever cared for this “magic” business to be honest. Do you know what kind of material components are in a Heal spell? No thank you; I’ll stick to treating my wounds with singing and essential oils.

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Wrath of the Righteous #57: The Deadliest Little Whorehouse in Iz

The party confronts the army general and visits a brothel. (-GM)

12th day of Arodus, 4728 AR

Sister Perversion

After pursuing Sister Perversion through the mirror, we found ourselves within the Rasping Rifts. Through the cobwebs and dust, we could see the seraptis running away!

“Turn and face us, you coward!” Pinacra cried.

Yet onwards she ran, further into the gloom. With some assistance from myself and Nunya, we teleported and slipped through the webs, hot on the temptress’ tail. Ahead we saw her on the other side of a bottomless rift, reunited with the one we were after, Mistress Anemora. Around the drider’s neck was the Nahyndrian Chisel, the artifact we needed to seal the Worldwound.

However, these femme fatales were determined to put up a fight. They summoned help in the form of demons, such as Balors!

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Wrath of the Righteous #55+56: Flirting with Death

The party confronts the army general and visits a brothel. (-GM)

12th day of Arodus, 4728 AR


Sir Harold had vanished into an extradimensional void, but that was not a problem for an experienced healer like me. I simply used my transcendental bond to shift him back to our plane. Now that we had regrouped, we were ready for our next challenge: the marilith general Aponavicius herself.

Pinacra rushed forward to meet her, but the demon commander easily slew him with a flurry of exotic blades. Since I am a caring and selfless healer, I immediately came to his side and prepared to bring him back from the brink. Unfortunately, Aponavicius’s blades overcame my magical defenses and I too was killed.

I awoke on a stone floor in a massive room adorned with gold and marble. Five figures in glowing white robes stood above me. Their faces were covered by masks of pure silver. I assumed it was time for my final judgement. Instead, they spoke to me in unison.

“Thy time hast not yet come. Return to the land of the dreamer and wait for thy time to awake in the world of truth.”

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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


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.


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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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