Castle Maerimydra

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Forgotten Realms

 

The Undying Temple

Battered and bruised and bereft of most of their high-level spells, the party decided to retreat back to Waterdeep. Aerlyn dutifully teleported them back, and while Shemdar dropped off Cuddles back in the grove and had a Restoration cast on him, Didagi and Cobol went in search of a sage to tell them how to defeat bloodfiends. After a night’s rest and suitably equipped with the relevant info the group was ready to face the mystery of the Undying Temple.

 

After Aerlyn teleported them back the examination of the tower continued overseen by t he ominous sphere of blackness above. Flying up to investigate closer Aerlyn and Beth determined that the black sphere was somehow a piece of the negative energy plane “captured” and held there. Shemdar postulated that its presence was what was corrupting the Weave. A visual inspection of the tower by Didagi and Cobol identified no obvious entrances, so Aerlyn used a scroll of true seeing to investigate. The spell revealed a curious sight – a ghostly inverted mirror image of the tower which revealed that the two parts of the tower cupped round the black sphere. After some arcane discussion the party came to the conclusion that temple somehow existed on two planes simultaneously – most likely one of the transitive planes.   However no entrance to the structure on either plane was revealed.

 

Exasperated, Cobol began a physical inspection of the lower part of the tower, as he touched the fabric of it a sense of wrongness pervaded him, swiftly followed up by a sense of icy cold fingers slicing into his brain. Shaking off the attempt to dominate his mind he continued searching the base of the tower. Finally he had a stroke of luck as a black bolt of energy lanced out at him – he’d obviously sprung a trap. Indeed a moment later a door opened up in the wall.

 

Cautiously entering the structure they party found themselves in a columned hallway. As the door closed seamlessly behind them, four figures silently materialised around them. Three were drow females bearing the holy symbol of Kiaransalee, the fourth the horrific figure of a ghostly warrior riding a nightmare.

 

Shaking off the effects of the ghost’s nightmarish appearance, Didagi, Aerlyn and Shemdar took on the clerics while Beth, Cobol and Yellyond took on the ghost warrior.  The combat against the clerics went well, Aerlyn’s ring of counterspells negating a slay living spell so she could retaliate with a polar ray , while Didagi’s elfbane arrows and Shemdar’s scythe cut a swathe through the others. The combat against the ghost proved more troublesome as the ghost’s corrupting and draining touch took their toll. Eventually however a combination of Beth and Cobol’s ghost-touch weapons and some scorching rays from Yellyond put paid to it.

 

 Death of A Rogue

Ignoring the staircase at the far end of the room, the party went through a doorway. The room beyond was empty save for a stairwell leading down. Heading down the stairs, they found themselves in what was obviously a torture chamber. Chained to a dissection table was the skinless body of an elf. To their horror the “body” was moving! Didagi guessed that this was a recently created quth-maren and Beth swiftly dispatched the creature.

 

In the centre of the room was a trapdoor which, after Cobol had declared it free of traps, Didagi opened. A charnel reek came from below, but when Didagi tossed down a sunrod the room below seemed empty save for a pile of sleeping furs. As they peered into the room, a blade barrier spell detonated in the room. Most of the party avoided the spell’s effects, moving to the edges of the room, save Cobol and Aerlyn. As the whirling force blade span around them, Aerlyn teleported out of their effect and reappeared on the stairwell. Cobol used his rogue abilities to dance his way through the blades and stand on the far side of the room. As he stood battered and bleeding, and Beth began to make her way cautiously round the room to heal hem, he felt a touch on his back and heard a softly muttered word in undercommon. For a split second he felt an intense wave of pain, then collapsed, dead before he hit the ground, as the harm spell took effect. By the time Beth arrived, there was nothing she could do. Didagi began moving carefully around the blade barrier a process made considerably easier when Aerlyn dispelled the spell.

 

As Beth stood over Cobol’s lifeless body, the corpse suddenly gave a convulsive shudder and lurched unsteadily to its feet! Leaping back in horror, Beth called out a warning to her colleagues, but as Cobol regarded her with lifeless eyes he said “She’s here. But not here”, and picking up his swords headed towards the stairway. Moving aside for him, Aerlyn, Yellyond and Shemdar looked at each other as the reanimated tiefling made his way up the stairs. For a moment all of the party looked at each other unsure how to proceed, then at the top of the stairs, Cobol said, “ Are you coming? She’s above!” For a second they hesitated and then as one moved to follow their colleague who had clearly now become a Revenant, Didagi gazed longingly at the open trapdoor and the treasure that might lie there before he too followed the tiefling.

 

The White Banshee

Cobol led them up through the floors of the Temple and unhesitatingly passed through what was obviously a portal. His colleagues followed and found themselves in a room where the very air around them seemed foggy. Cobol continued his relentless march forward, straight up the walls and through a hole in the ceiling. For a second everyone again looked at ach other   however Shemdar and Aerlyn deduced that they were on the Ethereal Plane and such things were possible. One after another they followed the Revenant up the walls and through the hole in the ceiling.

 

Cobol made his way upwards through the levels of the temple, passing the huge orb of negative energy and upwards. Much of the Temple appeared to be deserted however, in one room they did find the programmed illusion of a white-skinned drow female who turned and listened attentively when anyone spoke to her, but little else. They also found a room swathed in utter darkness, protected by a squad of drow guards. The guards proved little challenge to the party and they swiftly made their way to the top of the inverted ethereal temple. In the uttermost room at the top they found Irae T’sarren surrounded by abyssal ghouls and zombies in the midst of conducting a ritual in from of a huge skull that cracked with the same violet energies that appeared to hold the huge black orb in place outside.

 

Cobol was first into the room, and seeing the one who had slain him, his eyes glowed fiery red and he charged. His charge was cut short as a huge wraith seeped out of the floor and attacked him. As one by one the others deployed though the hole in the floor into the room the abyssal ghouls moved to attack them and Irae cast a flame strike.   Aerlyn retaliated with an orb of cold. As the battle raged, the wraith realising it could do little to harm Cobol as he was undead ignored him and went to attack the others. Didagi used his psionic ability to transform himself into a hideous betentacled form. Cobol charged his nemesis launching a frenzied series of attacks, Irae instantly realising the nature of her foe cast heal on him and the unfortunate tiefling fell once more. Aerlyn cast obedient avalanche and tons of ice and snow fell on Irae and her ghoul guardians.  The others pinned in the corner by the ghouls and orb-wraith fought as best they could, till Shemdar determined to break the deadlock cast a sunburst spell.

 

The sunburst  spell had the desired effect in that it destroyed the abyssal ghouls and badly damaged both Irae and the orb wraith – unfortunately it also blinded Beth, Didagi and Aerlyn. As the wraith continued its relentless draining attacks, Yellyond cast dimension hop to escape from the corner they were pinned in and then cast Regroup to bring her colleagues to her.  Irae moved towards the orb wraith casting heal on herself and then inflict serious wounds on it as Beth used touch of vigour to restore her and Didagi’s sight and as the wraith flew in to attack once more Yellyond used a scroll to restore Aerlyn’s.

 

Irae then cast a fire storm which raged through the area and Aerlyn retaliated with another orb of cold.  As Didagi launched another series of attacks against the wraith, Shemdar cast sunray against it. Irae, badly wounded began to flee, but as she did so, Cobol, reanimated once more by the abundant powerful negative energies coursing through the area,, lurched to his feel and chased after her, followed by Yellyond & Beth. As Shemdar and Didagi finally destroyed the wraith between them, Aerlyn cast field of icy razors in an attempt to slow Irae down. Irae ignoring the pain from the ice shards slashing her, turned and cast destruction at Yellyond, who fortunately avoided the worst effects of the spell but still fell dying to the floor. Irae seizing her moment dropped though the hole in the floor, followed by the vengeful revenant.

 

As Shemdar cast a cure light wounds, mass to stabilise and heal his friends, a furious melee ensued on the level below. But with the wounds Irae had taken and the fury of Cobol’s assault there could be only one victor.  As his colleagues looked down from the hole in the ceiling above, the tiefling stood over his enemies’ body. For a second he raised his blade in triumph and then shockingly crumbled to dust before their eyes – his mission complete.

 

Stunned for a second by the swift conclusion, the remaining party members soon realised they still had to deal with the corruption of the Weave caused by the orb. As Yellyond retrieved the dust of Cobol’s body and his equipment Shemdar and Aerlyn began examining the skull. After some study, they determined the skull was the focal point for the energies holding the sphere in place and determined it must be destroyed, which was confirmed by Beth’s consultation with her spirit guide. As the dragon shaman struck the skull their was a violent discharge of the violet energies, the whole temple started to shake and beak apart as the orb imploded. Swiftly gathering her colleagues around her Aerlyn used greater teleport to escape to the relative safety of the ethereal plane outside.


As they watched the inverted temple and its material equivalent tear itself apart, the party reflected on their accomplishment. They still had to find a way home, but they were secure in the knowledge that those in the Dalelands they had sworn to protect – and perhaps those across all of Faerun - were now safe from the nefarious plans of the White Banshee.