As the group continued to travel backwards, the dark elf caught up to them as he walked backwards through the whole area, not waking any of the ghosts. The group found themselves at a dead end, already finding themselves standing on an invisible platform. If they continued they would fall down a fiery hole to magical fire. The group figured out that there were two new paths leading to the left and right of them, both invisible. One on the right (if they were facing back to the Gorum’s area) spiraling downward and the one on the left staying level. The dark elf informed them that they should go left after his magical diadem showed him a magical map of the complex.
The group traveled for many days along the path to the left having to stop and rest many a time, in the squelching heat. But finally they found themselves at a library, called the Archivist’s Athenaeum. The doors opened for us and a giant magical book started talking to us, through its choking on it’s own dust. After demanding the knowledge of our identities and our purpose the book turned into a old man. The man now held another magical book and looked very old and wise. There were also magical books all around the room shifting places with one another. There were also statues of all the daughters surrounding him. The old man known as the Archivist told us that we had not pledged our allegiance to one of the good daughters like we had previously thought but instead to malcent one of the evil daughters. The old man told us that he would free us from this pledge if we went to retrieve something for him that is in another room of the complex. It would be guarded by some powerful magical being. He also acquiesced to our request for knowledge from his great athenaeum, allowing us to choose one book from his library and if we chose well then we could keep the book or else we would be punished. The gnome chose poorly, losing the use of his arm for a week or so, the dark elf chose well getting to keep his book, the elf chose well getting to keep his book, Abel also chose well and kept his book, Eljee chose very poorly and lost his sight for who knows how long, and Enzoniacs pet raven told him that he was not worthy to choose any book.
The group then set off to retrieve the artifact. They traveled another tenday or so to another library that looked very much like the previous one, but when the group stepped into this one they were immediately attacked by all the books. The smaller books started shooting fireballs at them and the center large book started to shoot a ray of light at the group that shook the victim to the core. The group scrambled to hold their own for a long while, Eljee going down fast, and the rest trying to scramble up the bookshelves in order to hide from the ray of light. Baylen saved the day by calling his guardian from his horn. The guardian wrestled with the large book and used its ray of light to attack the other enemies. But then the books shifting around the outside began firing magical darts at him draining his life drastically. Baylen and Enzoniac scrambled to keep him healed while everyone else tried to take out the smaller books. The guardian ended up destroying almost all of the small books but then dropped the book and it opened at his feet taking him down. Soon after the bookshelves he had set on fire with the ray of light toppled on top of him and the book, creating a domino effect for the rest of them.
The dark elf and Abel then made quick work of the smaller books that were left in the room, and then with Baylen and Enzoniac sought to tend the wounds of the elf and the dwarf who now were both dying.

The group slid down the trash chute. Peren, being the first found the end and reacted quickly when he found himself falling 50 feet down to a bone pile. Peren caught himself on a bar stopping his fall safely. Baylen then fell after him, and in trying to slow his fall grabbed onto Peren’s foot causing Peren to almost slip and fall to his shameful death. Now you must understand that Peren was so close to death that a kittens scratch would kill him, and being so exhausted from fighting disease earlier he could not even be healed by the healers. Baylen’s momentum pulled off Peren;s boot and forced him down to the pile below. Next came Enzoniac, who slowed his fall by grabbing onto the back pocket of Peren’s leather armor. His momentum quickly tore the entire pant leg off exposing Peren’s naked butt. Abel followed him up and fell, being the first one to not grab onto Peren. The dark elf followed Abel up being the first one to actually slow himself down and not fall down the hole. The dark elf called out quietly to the gnome, “What’s down there?”, and Baylen shouted, “A Tar Fiend!” waking the creature up.
The third challenge that the team participated in was a variation of the previous challenge, but the gargoyle was changed a little, the thrones were weapons of extreme power. The titan and the knight statue came alive at a certain point in the challenge and battled in the fire spouts. The dragon statue was now a sort of obelisk with ten dragon heads spurting water. And the trap door and the dragon statue switched positions. The teams were now : Abel and the dark elf, and on the other team was Baylen, Eljee, and Enzoniac. There was also a magical portal that summoned creatures. At the start of the challenge the dark elf used his grappling hook to swing to the dragon statue and then climbed up. Abel ran to the blood pool and poured some on the head of the gargoyle. Baylen Eljee and Enzoniac proceeded to run towards the center of the map and had some trouble making their way through the poison that seemed to continue to stun them. Enzoniac tried to grab a small creature that came from the portal and bring it through the poison in his bag but it then disintegrated destroying his hopes of finally finding a friend.
Our second challenge was a new arrangement of platforms. We now had two square platforms and the teams were 3v3. We both had 6 objectives and the winner was the first to accomplish 4 objectives. These two platforms were connected by two connecting L’s connected together. on each side of the midle connector was either a trap door or a dragon statue. Also connected to each of the platforms was a path leading to a throne, but in between the throne and the platform was an obstacle, on one side being two statues that would attack and on the other side a 15 foot gap and two fiery pedastals. Each of the groups had to do a combination of the following objectives: Slay an enemy, Sit on their team’s own throne, Investigate either the trap door or the dragon statue, and either summon the gargoyle by pouring blood from the blood pool on it or destroy it by pouring water from the cleansing pool on it, and either drinking from the healing pool or protecting it, and finally steal the artifact from the other teams statue.
Our first challenge consisted of three teams of two. This was half of our groups first introduction to combat, well except for the brutal murder of Xaris. We had a setting of three raised platforms connected by stretches of paths 10 feet wide. The paths were laden with traps of fire, and giant 10 foot gaps. We all had different objectives that conflicted. We all had to do a combination of protecting a item at our base, manipulating an item in someone eles base, and killing an enemy or two. The teams were as such: The dark elf, and Eljee were on the first team, Paren and Enzoniac for the second, and finally Baylen and the tiefling named Abel for the third.
The group found themselves in a new room filled with circular rings of fire. Inside the fire there were cultists chanting in a circle. The walls were covered in a jumble of writing in some obscure language that only the dark elf could read. The group was cautious as they tried to figure out the best plan of action while the dark elf began to notice a changing pattern of text on the wall. Jasmine, one of the daughters of Archaveus Rex, was communicating through the walls. Apparenty Jasmine had been trapped along with the rest of the daughters of Archaveus Rex rather than killed as the tale goes. Jasmine needed to be freed.
After the death of the eladrin the group kicked his corpse off of the rock as they watched it slam hard into the ground. The dwarf then ransacked both the eladrin and stole all of the gnomes posessions as he tied him up to become his slave, adding abduction and conspiracy to commit gnome traffiking to their resumes.
It all started on a the full moon of the fifth month. We all found ourselves drawn to this dreaded tomb, mostly for different reaons. Two of us were there to protect the tomb from being disturbed, two were there to rob it, and two were looking for their mother . . . ? Really, who looks for their mother in a crypt. . . at night. . . completely randomly? Like who really thinks thats a good idea, ‘oh Im looking for my mom, i guess i should start looking in tombs in the crypt’ . . yah that makes complete sense.