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(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom) Descending into the heart of the dark…  After being ported into the chamber of the Dark Crucible, Fellbane discovered themselves inside the top layer of a spherical structure, whose chill gave them new reason to define the term.  The floor of the room had a great hole in it, perhaps twenty feet across, and through it was positioned an enormous stone column.  The column, pourous, dripped with necrotic black fluid, the Ice-Blood in its deepest form.  Inside this room, they also encountered three waiting Vrock, who had been left as...

(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom) Returning to the scene of the crime… Resting and recovering from their rather hasty retreat, the members of Fellbane rested in the room at the head of the large stairwell they’d found.  Their repose, however, was not entirely undisturbed –during sleep or meditation, each was visited by a vision of Liliandra, who offered a complimentary bargain: You mortals are weak, but useful.  I would offer you an exchange of power – a piece of yourselves in exchange for a token of my own power.  I am sure you will find it useful...

(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom) Where Fellbane delves deeper... “This place may very well kill me, but I never did figure myself to be a die-in-bed sort.  I must say though, after careful consideration, that I am just too old for this ****.” – Bad Dray …Descending further into the Dark Crucible, the PCs entered into a new layer of the inverted ziggurat, one seemingly devoted to quarters used by acolytes and higher members of the Lilies’ society.  Aside from the initial room, in which four talon-fiend sentries was found (and who were defeated so...

(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom)   …Where Fellbane explores the laboratories – and makes a Deal with a Demon… Escaping the maze and its choking mists, the adventurers passed through a stone door into a hallway littered with great steel doorways – behind which lay cells and holding areas for a variety of strange abominations.  A skeletal dragon-headed corpse of twelve arms, a wurm-like creature that had apparently exploded, a crystal simulacra of a humanoid, all ancient and all still as the dead. Until the horrible clay golem turned its attention...

(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom) …Where Fellbane navigates the maze… Having cleaned up the area in which the two Talon Fiend Myrmidons and the single Greyhood had resisted their entry, the adventurers moved deeper into the complex, to discover signs of an equally – if not moreso – fierce combat just beyond the room in which they’d found themselves.  The signs of fighting were remarkable in both their ferocity and their finality – corpses literally shredded, their bits scattered about the room amidst ichor and ooze.  One body, a dwarf...

(Guest Chronicler & DM - Tom) Where Fellbane adventures deeper into the Crucible… After recovering somewhat from the battle with Kilgraavix and his horde, Fellbane decided to take a new direction, proceeding south in what might have been the tracks of the Preserver.  It seemed a correct path, as the quiet pervading the rooms they investigated showed that either someone had preceeded them, or that perhaps the rooms themselves had been previously emptied.  First a room which had apparently been a barracks of sorts, its beds destroyed and its occupants long since...

(Guest Chronicler & DM: Tom) Where the party finds caution – and a brush with one member’s ancient past… Realizing that the Void slaad, Kilgraavix, had addressed them in the common tongue, Dust set forth to attempt a diplomatic – rather than a blood-soaked – solution to the coming confrontation.  Through the conversation, the group learned that the other recent visitors to the structure were indeed Jerrault and his accomplices.  Also coming into the conversation was a surprise bit of knowledge: Kilgraavix and Sered had battled once before, in...

(Guest Chronicler & DM - Tom) Where Fellbane returns to the Deeps… After their safe recovery atop the ledge, Fellbane rested – wary of followers upon the ledge that might harass them.  Yet, none were forthcoming, the sounds of pursuit dying down after perhaps an hour.  Morin, feeling up to speed, assisted the group in recovering their wounds, while the others plotted their return and a second attempt to assault the darkness. Strangely, as Sered received the blessings of Moradin through Morin’s hammer, he received one from Pelor himself – in a...

  Where Fellbane flees... (Guest DM & Chronicler - Tom) After a fast mop-up of the slaadi in the large cavern, Fellbane found a suitable hiding place to rest uninterrupted and recharge their abilities.  With Morin semi-conscious and safely ensconced to recover on the upper pier of rock, the group set forward once more.  Selecting one of the sunken stairs in the floor, they proceeded for a full eighty feet down a set of stairs that ultimately opened through a heavy stone door into a hallway – demonstrating without a doubt that artifice was at work here rather than...

(Guest Chronicler & DM - Tom) Where Fellbane sails through a sea of slaadi…  …and emerges victorious!  The intrepid Shadrim Deimos led the way scouting while the rest prepared a descent into the chamber below, and unintentionally landed feet-first in the midst of a pack of enormous elemental terrors!  Teleported into a killing-circle of four of the hideous amphibian-analogs, the sorceror took a severe punishment before throwing a thunderclap that ported his crafty self into the middle of a second group of the enemy to repeat the attack… …and...