Session 160: Viscera & Verse

"Bart and I had the talk about necromancy and...not until I’m older"

General Summary

The source of the undead lead the group to a small drawing room which would have been a welcome respite, were it not for the strange poetry written on the floor in blood and entrails.

Night Ritual
what have you wrought? A miasma of chaos
Doom's scythe falls
Once we drank of euphoria, open
and wide-eyed, but your thirst paled.
It wounds me, and darkly my
essence drips to the broken ground.
In agony I dance
while oblivion hovers close
My supplication falls upon darkened eyes.
This is my salvation
a feverish throng of lies

Unclear what to make of their findings, the group pressed onward. The underlying unease they'd felt continued until Emlyn, overcome with fear and dread, plane shifted away in a panic. Without any way to contact her or determine where she'd gone, the Dragon Punchers had no choice but to continue forward.
Inside they found a telgrodradt had taken up residence in the tomb. The creature had decided Lise would make an excellent and tasty morsel. The party, consequently, was unwilling to parley and fell upon the beast.

Campaign

99 Problems

Protagonists

So'asna "Jinn" Mara'hid

Level 17 Elf Chaotic Neutral Rogue Assassin
(Runaway Prince)

109 / 109 HP

Chari Eleanor Cross

Sir Bartleby of Calicia

Micah of Nid

Report Date

08 Nov 2020