Enough of the dangerous missions…lets go get a Dracolich!

Barreling into the dusty tunnel complex, the group find its way blocked by a large pit and a large flesh golem, armed with magic staff and ring of spell storing.
A pitched battle reveals the monster to be immune to most magics, but capable of dealing terrible damage. Parker is slain by multiple fireball and lighting strikes and his soul does not care to return to his earthly shell. Lord Lubboch is turned into a trout, and then into a cooked fish, and then into a grease spot on the floor – all in rapid succession.

in the end, the desperate stabbings of Barada’s spear and a few timely sling stones from Bud Feaster manage to deal enough physical damage to disable the monster. Limping onward, the group enters a vast cavern. At the far end, a light shines like a beacon. Drawing closer, the group finds a stalagmite encrusted gnome who still fitfully clings to life as the golden crown he wears casts its light into a pit full of yellowed dragon bones. When Tardalus the High Priest of Lathander approaches even closer, the gnome expires and the crown pitches into the pit.

Immediately the dragon’s bones begin o assemble and as the priest scrabbles around trying to get his hands on the crown, Dragotha comes to unlife and begins to breath the void on the party. Terrible damage is suffered until the priest finally manages to don the crown and sacrifice himself to act as the guardian of this unholy tomb. With the ‘cork’ back in the dragon’s ‘bottle’, the group retraces its steps across the caverns, across the mountains, across the land – all the while being hailed by the Lathanderites as saviors of the North.

Diminished by the loss of a third of the party, the group remains in Thudheim for a bit and plots a new course.

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