Sunday, November 13, 2022

Session 83: Evening of Day 1 Wealsun - CY 576 In Person Session

As the group went down the staircase into darkness, Feno, Armatzi, Chalkboi, Myrtle Dixon, Lhoss, Gnorcia, Tatania, and Chiki gathered together, some by the uncanny magic of the world, where one moment someone is present, and another moment they pop into existence with the party. 

The group found themselves in a corridor stretching out into the west and darkness. There were frescos on both the southern and northern walls of various seaside myths, legends, and generals scenes. They were very well done, but old, and the remaining paint was flaking badly. 

There were two doors, one to the north, and another to the south. The group chose to examine the southern door, and then open it after it was deemed safe by Gnorica. Chiki opened the door successfully, revealing seven fearsome figures with baleful red eyes that turned their ire upon the party immediately. Chalkboi proved most useful, wielding Caliburn, which seemed to burn with fury as it fell into the undead bodies and brought them back to their dead status. 

After the group dispatched this nasty group, they spent sometime fruitlessly searching the room, resting, and some memorizing/praying for spells. Also, the group started eating. Chiki was behaving very strangely, and decided to go out of the room, and close the door, and examine the hallway, and then have a meal in there. This attracted several very hungry beetles, which quickly overcame Chiki. Fortunately for the willy gnome, the rest of the party heard the noise and came to the rescue. The beetles proved to be fire beetles, and mostly interested in the contents of Chiki's backpack (who always carries plenty of provisions). They devoured plenty before being sated but not in time to flee, and the party destroyed them, claiming their glowing stalks for light sources. 


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