Wednesday 23 November 2022

Session 117: "Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones....." or "How much is that doggy in the windo.......?"

11th day of Palesun 1492 

Mission:  Find the headwaters of Raer Tasa & find the sacred pool of the moon.

Campaign: Saving the Druid Grove of Karion

Location(s):  High Forest, ruins of an unknown place.

Present: Anor, Aramil, Bandur, Karion, Paskan

Aramil: "You may come and go as you please, but I cannot leave this area otherwise the spell will end. He marked out the rough area of the spell effect. Inside here you are protected. Nothing can enter."

The group settled down for what they hoped would be a quiet and uneventful night.

Anor, Paskan and Bandur were instantly awakened by something prowling nearby.

Paskan: "It's Grymm."

Anor threw him his night goggles and told him to be quick. Paskan moved out towards the far side of a roadway. He kept getting glimpses of a white furred animal but each time he tried to call Grymm he couldn't quite get the call correct. He reverted to calling out in Draconic. Still the beast wouldn't come closer.

Bandur decided against his better judgement to follow Paskan and give him some moral support. Without his night goggles Anor soon lost them both. He tried to wake Aramil and Karion, but they slept on.

Paskan charged off to his left from some bushes into a rubble strewn area. He noticed movement, only this time it was two skeletal warriors and not Grymm! Paskan swiftly felled a skeleton as more appeared.

Bandur slightly perturbed at being left alone noticed movement in the bushes and identified the cause, skeletons, he yelled out:

Bandur: "I say, I say Anor, be a good chap and rouse the others, we seem to have a spot of bother over here with some animated, walking skeletons!" 

Bandur whirled his battle axe and yelled:

Bandur: "To be or not to be, that is the question, whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the indignities of the walking dead, tis not mine to question why....NOW GET OVER HERE AND DAMN WELL GET STUCK IN....CAN'T YOU SEE WHAT'S HAPPENING.....ARE YOU BLIND?"


This time Anor, using the dim light afforded by Aramils spell roughly awakened his sleeping companions. Briefly telling them what was happening.


Karion grabbed his club, turning it into a shillelagh, then moved to engage 2 skeletons. Before Anor could yell, Aramil moved out of the confines of his magical dome of force and fired off a magical bolt at a skeleton. Bereft of any light now that the spell had been dispelled by Aramil leaving the dome of force, Anor yelled:

Anor: "Cheers.....now I am blind. Can't see a bloody thing. WE WERE OK IN HERE! Now we have no protection, and I CAN'T SEE. Now where was that bloody wall?"

Anor stepped to the side and practically fell into the wall. At least his back was secure.


Anor could hear Aramil chanting another magical incantation, suddenly Aramil was surrounded by light and Anor had a point of reference as to where at least Aramil was. He moved to support Aramil. More undead were arriving out of the dark. 3 packs of Ghouls approached from different directions.


The group were split up. Anor and Aramil the only 2 that stood in support of each other. Karion was fighting 3, Paskan and Bandur were all but surrounded.


The Ghouls would add a number of deadly creatures with the ability to paralyze! Paskan activated his ring of speed and ran through the creature surrounding him towards Aramil, Anor and Karion. Anor managed to sweep creatures away from Aramil and himself. Aramil unleashed a fireball spell, killing 3 Ghouls but incinerating half the belongings in the camp.


Paskan engaged the other Ghouls, Karion was surrounded fighting off skeletons and Ghouls as was Bandur. Aramil thumped his Mage Staff into the ground and channelled magical energy from himself through the staff, sending out a shockwave of magical energy that struck many creatures.


Paskan turned and picked up a skeleton attacking Aramil, he raised it over his head to throw it in the opposite direction when a Goul struck him with its claws. He could not move.


Karion cast daylight. The battleground was lit up like day all around them were undead and more were arriving.

Bandur was struggling but he swept his axe this way and that but eventually even he was struck by a Ghoul and paralyzed.


Anor and Aramil held their own in a little tight group. Pushing back the undead and not giving them an inch of ground.


Paskan could only watch as the undead moved in to attack him. There was nothing he could do.


Suddenly Bandur could move his leg, then his arm. Gradually he could move all of his body, he was no longer paralyzed.

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