Fangren Gimped his way back to the pyramid and fell to a heap due to Sheldon’s very well placed crossbow Bolt. The giant demonic dogs cackled their hideous laughter at us barraging our minds with images of torture and death while the priest types that were assisting Fangren with his ritual atop the pyramid threw rays of withering death and fire at us. A dozen or more wretched creatures assaulted us from all sides their stench and claws ripping out our resolve and bodies.
Things were looking bleak until Gil Exclaimed that the Enemy had a vulnerability, Yamis saw the opportunity to attack a fallen Fangren and charged him, the fury of a thousand slain goliaths in his eyes. Co’Bok saw the same opening and attacked. The prone Fangren responded with foul oaths to his demonic Patron and Co’Bok was repelled by the force of the evocation. Yamis’s blow however was true and full of power, opening a freely flowing wound that blazed with white light upon making contact with the gnolls hard pelt and skin. I saw the opportunity to position myself to great effect centering myself among villains I blast forth with my sword burst ending several of the noxious wretches and severely blasting one of the demonic dogs.
The acolytes of Yeenoghu started manipulating ropes dropping captives from the ceiling into the three open cauldrons causing the cauldrons to bubble ominously and the people to scream horribly. Shortly after the captives crawled form the cauldrons withered and changed into more of the poor creatures surrounding us.
Sheldon squared off against the other demonic dog and started piercing it along its entire body – presumably looking for its liver. The effect was dramatic though the dog was steadily losing ground to Sheldon’s precise thrusts and lunges, but was not incapacitated. It fought back with a ferocity that only can come from the abyss, and in the end was giving Sheldon almost as good as he got… Almost. Sheldon maneuvered himself behind one of the Cauldrons and used it to shield himself from the rest of the fray while concentrating solely on the Dog in front of him. In a dangerous dance Sheldon opened his defenses luring the beast closer. It was a gambit that barely paid off the beast did indeed come closer lunging for Sheldon’s through while raking him with his front paws, the effect was impressive t he beast opened up Sheldon like a keg of Dwarven ale at a WinterFest celebration, his blood freely flowing but in return Sheldon’s rapier neatly passed through its lips into and out of its skull cavity ending its life forever.
Meanwhile Fangren had regained his standing position and made his way up to and over the back of the pyramid Yamis and Co’Bok Following. I decided that I was needed there, and felt a strange pull toward the rift behind the pyramid. Simultaneously I heard a voice in my head coming form the platinum sword containing my Mothers essence.
“Place me on the alter Damakos, I can help you.”, kept whispering in my ear. As I got closer to the alter I felt the Arcane energies flowing, and tapped them sapping energy out of it, closing it slowly, and directing it into my sword bursts ending what seemed like the unending flow of wretched creatures from the cauldrons. The effects were impressive as the portal closed slowly each time I tapped and redirectd the energies. As I got closer to the portal a face appeared from the portal and called my name.
“Come to me Son. Join me and we can ruin the Elisir Vale and turn it to our own purposes.”
When I did not respond in kind and tried to close the portal further a large hand scooped out of the portal trying to engulf me. I deftly swatted the hand aside and addressed Fangren,
“See even through all your work your worship is for naught. He prefers me to you, even as I oppose him. You are worthless and not worthy to stand in this room in my presence.”
Fangren enraged called upon his disciples and creatures of his command to end me. I started a dizzying array of defensive maneuvers, blocking claw, ray, blast, touch and bite. The ploy worked while they focused on me, my friends dislodged the Alter disrupting most of the portal, I tapped the remaining portal energy and sent it into my sword burst. The blast ended several wretches and severely wounded Fangren. It was then that the voice of my Mother returned to me head,
“Place me on the Alter Damakos, then manipulate the remaining portal energies to release me. I will guide you.”
I drew Amyria from my pack and handed it to Yamis who was standing next to the Alter. “Place it on the Alter and we can free her.”
Yamis took the blade and dropped it onto the Alter, “By Pelore Blessing, free yourself of your prison.” He exclaimed.
Gil who I had lost track of stood up to the Alter, “Grandfather Lend your aid to this poor creature trapped, for so long by the evil of Yeenoghu, the architect behind the slaughter of our people.”
I tapped the Arcane and Reached up to the last vestiges of the portal, pulling the remaining energies from it and directed it at the sword on the alter, it glowed mightily and a blinding flash responded, a beautiful Deva Woman was standing atop the alter, sword at her feet. As I recovered from the temporary blindness to see this, a disciple of Yeenoghu blasted me with his withering ray and my world went black.
I awoke and grasped my sword, a Blast of some magic surrounded me and my world went black.
I awoke and grasped my sword, ready to defend myself, to find that all of Fangren’s minions save one dead. I dropped my hex upon him and stood. Co’Bok was engaging him and took a mighty swing at him missing. The Disciple took a step back and struck Co’Bok with a blasting ray of some sort, dropping him but engaging my Hex. I teleported behind him and laid a horizontal swing with all my might. The disciple must’ve thought me dead because he was unprepared for my attack and my blade met no resistance as it neatly bisected him at the abdomen, as I fell to my knees in exhaustion. Gil and Yamis raced to Co’Bok’s side and revived him. Sheldon went off to release his Father who was tied to one of the pillars facing this fray. Gil, Yamis and Co’Bok then assisted Sheldon in releasing all of the remainign people s and providing them with some water and small bits of food. My Mother was off to the side of the Alter, looking around in a confused manner. I pulled myself wearily to my feet and made my way to her.
“So how is it that my Mother has been trapped in a sword for hundreds of years but I am here alive, and only 20 or so?”
“Mother? Son? Trapped?… yes trapped I do remember that. I’ve been in that sword for a long time, how long I cannot say. I only know that when I appeared here I knew I was to assist you. But not where I came from or what my past is. This is very confusing. We must make our way back to Overlook though. That much I do know, somehow.
“We have a few things to take care of here first. We are in no condition to travel at the moment”, addressing the rest of the assembled friends and noting that nobody looked fit for anything except rest. “Its been a trying day.”
“Of course, of course, but we must make our way there as soon as we are able.”, she responded
“Why?”, I asked fully expecting to get the cryptic answer that followed.
“I do not know why, only that is is essential that we make our way there with as little delay as possible, just like I knew that I had to assist you and your companions upon my release.”, she stated
“That Sword is a historical relic and must be returned to Brindol”, Sheldon interjected.
“This sword? It is but a normal sword and my property. If you feel strongly about it I am not opposed but I feel I must ask why you think this?”, Amyria looked at him quizzically.
“Its an historical artifact that has been preserved and protected in Brindol for many years.”, glancing at the sword, “What has happened? Its no longer made of platinum? This is not the same sword at all!?!?”
“Then if its alright with you I’d like to keep it. It is mine afterall”, She stated.
Gil interjects, “We really need to get these people to safety, and away from here. We should take them to the others and rest. Come back and clean out the rest of the gnolls and head out from Brindol. From there we can make our way back to Overlook as you suggest.”
“Agreed, we can postpone the trip to overlook to take care of immediate needs.”, Amyria responded. “Perhaps you should look under the Alter I think you will find some trinkets that may help fund your endeavors there.”
We looked where she had suggested and found a impressive chalice as well as much gold and a few other objects of Art hiding there. We then set about gathering the peoples and making our way as quietly as possible out of the fortress and to the hiding place we set up the other survivors at. We found Troyous allowing the children to play in the hiding spot.
“Are you complete without wits at all? “ I questioned him directly and forcefully, while turning to the children, “SHHH, and to bed all of you”. Turning back to Troyous, “This is not a safe haven, any noise that is out of place could cause gnolls to find you and kill you all. Act with some sense man. We cannot be in two places at once.”
Troyous at first look agahast that anyone would talk to him in this manner, then he saw Sheldons Father, “Councilman Holt, good to see you alive.”
“You too Effram. These men have saved us all, perhaps we should not stand on ceremony here and do as they say until we get home.”, the elder Holt strongly suggested without an ounce of harshness in his practiced tone.
“Agreed”, Troyous responded
Sheldon seemed very intent on remaining focused on the task at hand. We used the ritual comrades Succor to spread our remaining energies equally amongst the group and then Sheldon went off to find a good spot to stand watch on the Fortress and our impromptu camp. We set a watch cycle and decided to rest … QUIETLY