Monthly Archives February 2023

Elulyn advocates vigorously for keeping the airship. Yes it is impractical as a conveyance and yes it makes additional precautions necessary, but how cool is it to float around in your own zeppelin boat?

As the sun starts to rise, they realize they are far out to sea, with the possibility of as landmass far to the north. They adjust the sails and close the vents to gain some altitude, then spend a few days drifting in that direction. BY cover of darkness, a landing party leaves the airship and sets down in this foreign land. Elulyn summons some mounts and he, Justicar and Mr. T ride out.

They make contact with a camp of stonecutters who seem perfectly fine with random wanderers coming up on them out of the darkness...

The scriptorium is found and it is looted and the contents destroyed. Elulyn is sad. He pokes around in the paper pile and convinces the party to spend a bit of time organizing. Eventually they find little of direct value and venture on, seeking the last few doors to pen and rooms to plunder.

They find the chambers of the high priest who is entombed in oily tendrils of rock, with only his crystalline skull free from the rock matrix. They snag the skull and plunder the bookshelves, finding the elusive prayer book of altar cleansing.

They anticipate a pitched battle to enter the altar room and transform the druid into a vaporous bat, ringed in a wall of fire that swoops around the room annihilating the leftover shadows. Of the vampires there is no trace – odd but ok...