Campaign of the Month: February 2016
Rise of the Durnskald
The Journal of Sorathin (The Green Knight) Session 52
The rest of the dungeon was rather odd to explore. The room that we were trapped in briefly was a place with a total of 7 statues that were left in strange places. Krellem recognized them as evil deities, kinds which haven’t been seen in ages. Makes you wonder how old these ruins really are. We decided to relax and get some rest before exploring the other side of the dungeon. The other corridor was even more peculiar though.
This corridor was filled with pit falls that for some reason everyone decided to fall into. Had they gone blind suddenly? I merely watched from behind the others as they fell in, often trying in vain to leap over the chasms that the pits had created. After enough pits had been passed, Cara noticed a button on one of the walls. The button seemed to invite her to press it, so she did. Bubbles of a sort of acid began to fill the room and we all fled quickly. Thoragen wasn’t so lucky, so I went back in and fetched him from a pit he had fallen into. After the acid bubbles were exploded by Salin’ess-Khahaan Lasteroff, the liquid started forming into some blob on top of the ceiling. I walked over to it to get a good look when it suddenly fell into one of the pits. Salin used some fire on it, but it didn’t really seem flammable, so we kept going.
We made it past the pit falls with my aid and reached what looked like a cemetery to start. A strange glowing sword rest in the center of the room. Long-dead lizardfolk in some armor lay on a number of tombs in this area. We decided it would be wise to continue exploration. Apparently, at the end of one of the hallways, identical yet in some ways different rooms are available for exploration. The rooms were similar in design, however the lizardfolk contained in them were different. Peculiar also, apparently the group that investigated that area found a door that leads right into the shadow veil, and the durnskald are on the other side building something. I thought we ought to punch them, but I’m not sure what we will end up doing at this point.