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Tag: chasm

...Consciousness comes to you in an instant. What was nothing is now something again. That something is pure psychic energy given no physical form. It screams as the tower crumbles around it, but it feels no pain from the crushing rocks.

It has no physical body to feel pain.

As the chasm falls, its friends make their escape. It cries out for help, but no voice is heard in a vacuum. It has been forever that since it was denied physical form...

...What seems like an eternity passes while it wanders throughout limbo. It is strange to have no senses, and yet have them all. Smell, taste, touch, sight, hearing all around its being. As euphoric as the sensation is, it longs for a physical body...

...As it becomes more comfortable in the void, it finds it is possible to move from place to place... for a time. Something keeps it drawn to the chasm, however. On one particular venture, it came across a meditating Pelias. Screams were heard during his focused state, but it took too much effort and it was pulled back to the chasm before it could communicate any further...

...It then realized the futility of existence. Trapped between life and death, much like that of its dark mistress. It existed but could not be. The painful truth of limbo sent a shock through its very essence as it howled into the abyss. All at once it was calmed. The truth.

That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die

The Raven Queen was not dead, and she was not alive. Her existence mirrored its own. A being both dead and alive. And if Clariburnus attempted to resurrect the dark mistress, the balance would be destroyed, once again...

...Only it could stop the Night Lord. By focusing intently on a broken shard of smokey quartz, it were able to draw out other pieces of the crystal from within the chasm. The crystals liquified and melded together, becoming larger,
until you could form a hand.

You continued this process until a body was formed. It looked in all ways as Locus before his first death. No longer was there a scarred and broken face. Rather, in its place was a flawless smokey quartz sculpture. In the forehead was the Raven Queen's symbol, made out of that piece of tiger's eye you once held.

As you entered the body, thought became physical motion. It was not your body, yet you could experience things as if it was. Your joy broke your concentration and the body shattered into a million pieces of crystal... This was going to take some time.

After numerous trials and failures, you were able to sustain the body for an extended period of time. Movement became easier, and you found that because your scythe had been joined with the ice and quartz crystals, you could sense it beneath the rubble. It was not impossible to draw it forth.

Finally, it was time to attempt a climb out of the chasm. As you slowly made your way upward, however, your new senses picked up on something...something dormant. The music. The symphony of madness was not yet destroyed. Deeper than the chasm was something ancient...something primal. The sovereignty was down there. Your crystalline face smiled. They were not aware of your presence, and could not know that you were aware of theirs.

All you need now are some clothes.

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Session 10: The Symphony of Madness
"Do you hear that music?" Locus mused... Not to anyone in particular, rather speaking to the darkness. The others felt it, too. Well, all save for Ebaark. He may have been disturbed by this place, but it wasn't affecting him on a psychic level.

The heroes made their way toward the giant crystal spire while avoiding patrols of reavers. Upon closer inspection, the base of the crystal tower was made up of some organic fleshy lifeform. It smelled as bad as it looked and sounded, creating an atmosphere of unease amongst the party. As they silently stalked the corridors, they found numerous egg sacks hanging from the walls and floors. Before they could examin the sacks, however, William walked into a large moving mass of mucus, which then caused the sacks to burst with reaver spawn!

They're coming outta the walls. They're coming outta the goddamn walls. Let's book!

The gelatinous mass attempted to consume the party, while the reavers infected the party with madness. Being so affected, Locus nearly killed William. He snapped out of it in time, however, and the party was able to focus on the mass while Pelias took care of the remaining egg sacks.

There's always room for Jell-O!

It became apparent to all that Ebaark's immunity to the effects of the crystal also granted him some measure of power over the place. In here, he could open portals, close passageways, and hide their passage from patrols. He was even able to locate his former master, Grimalkkyn, though seeing his master being slowly consumed by the tower was painful for the powerful cleric. After dealing with some crystal golems, Ebaark ended his master's suffering and the party found their way to the top of the tower.

In the uppermost chamber was a pool of what appeared to be brain fluid. Floating in the pool was some sort of fish-like demon. The creature seemed to know Ebarrk--a fact that sent the barbarian into a rage--and sent its minions to capture and consume his friends. While the party dealt with the monsters, Pelias found Garrett's son, being prepped for addition into the walls of the tower.

There's something fishy about this guy

Once the beast was felled, the tower began to crack and crumble. The party made a quick dash to the portal with the child in tow. As each went through, they found it was no longer easily controllable, and they were teleported to the top of the tower, while it was falling!

Pelias used his kusari-gama's endless chain to swing to the floor while William went from stalactite to stalactite until he could climb down the walls. Ebaark attempted to stabilize the building using his willpower, allowing him to run down the floatind debris.

As they reached the bottom safely, William asked where Locus was. Pelias saw him teleport into the portal, but he never came through the other side. They had little time to mourn, however, as the cavern was collapsing without the power of the Aboleth to keep it intact.

Once they were safely out of the chasm, the party could see the destruction they caused. The chasm was nearly twice the size as before, encompasing much of the quarrantine zone. The hell hounds and guardians of the wall were all around them, standing at the ready. When they saw the party through the dust, cheers erupted across the battlefield. Apparently, the reavers were trying to escape during the battle, so Sabine had lead a charge to keep them contained. They witnessed the fall of the chasm first hand.

Garrett was overjoyed at the return of his son, and the party were treated as champions. All was well in Sanctuary, for now.

But what became of Locus?...
Session: Session 10 - Sunday, Feb 12 2012 from 3:30 PM to 8:30 PM
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Session 9: Into the Chasm
Following the prison break, our heroes returned to defense on the wall. Not only was it a great place to hide from General Sabine's investigation, but they felt good defending the people of Sanctuary. After a particularly dangerous assault from the chasm, the heroes stood triumphant, with the other defenders rallying around Ebaark's impressive strength. Unfortunately, the reavers' succeeded in part of their mission.

Garrett, the requesition officer, arrived at the wall in a cold sweat, screaming for Ebaark. Some reavers had found a way through the wall and kidnapped his son. Ebaark was ready to send in the cavalry, but Sabine ordered the hell hounds to stand down. There was too much at stake to send all of the soldiers down to the chasm. She did not stand in the way of the party, however. If they died, she didn't see that as a problem.

The party made haste to the deep chasm, only to be waylaid by winged aberrant beasts. The creatures appeared to be sentries for the denizens of the chasm; something the heroes had not seen before. Before the shrieking creaturs could alert others, however, they were quickly subdued.

apparently,there are few options for the working woman in a fantasy world

The journey down the chasm was much more difficult. Fire erupted from the walls and just as quickly froze. Earth melted into water and blew away as wind. The primal spirits were in a state of chaos, here, and as such attacked any intruders. It was not easy for the party to battle off earth, fire, and ice elementals while hanging on the sid of a rocky, yet unstable wall. Yet, somehow they managed to beat the creatures into submission and continue their descent. Locus even found the heart of an ice elemental, using it to imbue his scythe with elemental power.

Reaching the bottom of the chasm, Locus started humming a strange tune. Ebaark could see he was scratching at his arms. The madness wsa beginning to affect them. The party made haste to find the boy and get out of this place. What they found surprised them all.

Salvatore's gonna sue someone over this

Deeper in the chasm, guarded by reavers was a giant crystal spire, pulsating with dark energy. The reavers surrounding the crystal acted differently, here. Gone was the completely random attacks and beast-like strategies. Down here the reavers acted tactically, as if some greater mind was crontrolling them.

Greater mind or no, the party slew the creatures and made their way toward the crystal...
Session: Session 9 - Sunday, Feb 05 2012 from 3:30 PM to 8:30 PM
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Session 1: A Rude Awakening

Ebaark was the first to snap out of it, whatever "it" was. While his heart still raced, he was certain the horrors he had faced were just very real nightmares. He shouted to rouse the others surrounding him; a cloaked forsaken (Locus), a bald beysibian traveler (Pelias), and a shady warrior (William Harcyen), along with a few other citizens of Sanctuary. Before anyone could gather their bearings, however, they were attacked by foulspawn fell taints and a group of madness infected reavers.

The heroes--if one would call them heroes--made short work of the foulspawn, ensuring the lives of the citizens around them. As they were mopping up the last fell taint, a company of hell hounds arrived on scene, lead by General Sabine. Though badly wounded, they broke through the ranks of foulspawn. The attacks were happening all across the wall, and something had succeeded in capturing some of Sabine's soldiers. She tasked the heroes with recovering her soldiers and destroying whatever fell creature was behind the attacks.

Though reluctant to work together, the heroes agreed to find the lost soldiers. Being a champion of Kord, Ebaark was a natural leader and the party quickly followed his lead. William soon located the last known location of the soldiers, but it was Locus who spotted the tracks. Locus was convinced the culprit was a giant lizard of some sort, though the rest were convinced he had succumbed to the creeping madness.

The party followed the tracks to an old library. Seemingly abandoned, they could hear screams coming from within. As they approached, however, each were subject to their worst fears and nightmares made real. It was nearly too much for Locus and Pelias, who very nearly attacked eachother in rage. Upon entering the library, they found the true villain.

id fiend

A horrific beast from the chasm; this aberrant fed upon the fears of those around it. Terror and mental anguish made it stronger, and it put that strength to good use. It took the combined strength of the heroes to counter and ultimately fell the beast. Upstairs they found its meal; four of the six missing soldiers were still alive, though quickly being taken by creeping madness. Ebaark had to act fast if they were to be worth saving. After some field triage, the party made a break toward the wall.

They were almost home free when a mass of reavers leapt in ambush from all sides. The heroes acted quickly, however, and opened a path for the soldiers to make their escape while Pelias and William brought down the majority of reavers.


With the soldiers safe and everyone on the quiet side of the wall, Sabine approached with her congratulations. In her gruff, no smiling way, she thanked the heroes and offered them a job on the wall. With the attacks becoming more frequent, she needs men like them protecting Sanctuary. With no other prospects, the heroes agreed.
Session: Session 1 - Sunday, Nov 06 2011 from 3:30 PM to 8:30 PM
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