Session #211 – Fiery Devils Guard the Tomb

With Beoll-Dur liberated, Tienarth’s Raiders set sail for the Naked Isle once again. During the journey, the magic users worked on identifying potions and other magical items found in the dwarven monastery. The items included two potions of healing, 2 potions of extra healing (3d8+3), oil of slipperiness, 2 vials of poison, plus potions of … “Session #211 – Fiery Devils Guard the Tomb”

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Session #210 – Ghevont Returned By Wish

Urgesh had just disappeared after stepping on the black circle. He found himself in an ornate room covered in ornate engravings, his back to immense double doors. Before him stood a 30′ statue of a dwarf. It’s gaze peered down at him with a hint of mockery as one might expect from a deity. This … “Session #210 – Ghevont Returned By Wish”

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Session #209 – By the Forge of Magrit

After retreating from the crypts, the party went to the former ogre lair where they figured to be safe from any disturbances. Getting out required a key kept by Ollie. He went out at times to fetch fresh food and water during the week. Nate prayed and was granted a spell of purification, so that … “Session #209 – By the Forge of Magrit”

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Session #208 – Uncharacteristically Wise

After the retreat from Beoll-Dur, the adventurers rested for a week (1/9 – 1/16) on the ships. Aderian collected an impressive pile of boulders on the beach so that he’d always have a few to carry with him if they went back into the complex. Saul heard the call of Phakta. He rode off on … “Session #208 – Uncharacteristically Wise”

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Session #207 – Retribution and Rebukes

Having found a staircase descending into a deep crevice, the party started marching down. The stairs spiraled down a space roughly twenty feet across. A lattice of steel supported wooden treads. Far below, at the base of the stairs, was a river of lava. The closer they got to it, the more intense the heat … “Session #207 – Retribution and Rebukes”

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Session #206 – Snowballs Versus Brown Mold

The party retreated to the room south of where they killed the mimic. It was a lounge, and though dusty, still comfortable, especially for the two dwarves. They spent two days there, feasting on the dead mimic. Bale dragged it’s corpse across the hallway to the kitchen, which he found next to the dining hall. … “Session #206 – Snowballs Versus Brown Mold”

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