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Chapter 7: The Eye of the....Nope, too easy

Yep, and it was awesome.
Session: Session 25 - Sunday, Mar 03 2013 from 8:00 PM to 1:00 AM
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Chapter 7: Oooh That Smell, Can't You Smell That Smell?
The world has stopped tumbling. The air roils with dust kicked up from the collapse of the earth; it is humid and smells putrid, choking the heroes; save Harbek, who was used to the poisons of the deep; and Sanguine, who was, well, too dead to notice...

The heroes survived the fall only to find themselves trapped in some ancient underground building. Writing on the walls, and strange sculptures marked this as some ancient shrine or temple to long-forgotten deities. That was of little interest, however, as the air was literally killing the party, forcing them to act quickly and find an exit.

In their Search for an exit, the party encountered a strange primal spirit in the form of a giant hermit crab. It called itself Kalka-Kylla, and was once a god to the primitive peoples above ground. Kalka-Kylla attempted to defend its prison against the intruders, but was severely outmatched. In fact, it would have been killed were it not for Harbek wishing to spare its life. Solaris (or was it Kalinth) talked the beast down, and the heroes attempted to communicate and discern a way out.

There's a sex joke here somewhere...

Kalka-Kylla advised they go through the eastern door, though it was unaware that a cave-in had blocked the exit completely. While determining their next course of action, Theoak noticed a stone that was out of place and Malla forced it aside. Their hopes of another exit was crushed when Pak'Cha triggered a gas trap that left most of the heroes unconscious and awoke a vampire from her repose.

Anyone got any silver? I heard vampires are vulnerable to silver...

The creature called herself Tloques-Popolocas, and was eager to enjoy a meal after centuries of sleep. She was surprised to see another vampire with the party, and offered to share in the food if Sanguine aided her. Unfortunately for Tloques-Popolocas, Sanguine wasn't hungry, and the still-conscious heroes made short work of the vampire. Sanguine begged the party spare its life, as she had never encountered another of her kind. Malla and Solaris would hear none of that, however, and ordered Crusher to sever its head.

Solaris then used an unguent on Theoak to revive him, hoping the Halfling knew of a way to wake the others. Unfortunately, the Halfling was planning on duplicating the very same unguent for that very purpose. They were running out of time. Pak'Cha appeared to be seeping whatever thri-kreen had as blood from all over his chitinous body.

Crusher and Solaris hauled their unconscious comrades back to the chamber containing Kalka-Kylla and implored it to help them. The creature knew of one way to aid the heroes and performed a ritual at their behest. After a few minutes, Harbek and Pak'Cha were back on their feet, only to witness Kalka-Kylla expend the last of its primal essence and begin to fade and die.

Theoak took little notice of this turn of events as he was busy scribbling strange symbols in the mud while asking some bones for the way out. Once he was finished the Halfling pointed to a mud-filled doorway and the heroes started digging. As the heroes entered the next chamber they heard a strange alluring sound. Much to their dismay, some creature was attempting to wrest control of their thoughts!
Session: Session 24 - Sunday, Feb 24 2013 from 8:00 PM to 1:00 AM
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You're all lost. You never should have abandoned the skimmer and struck out into... what did Theoak call it, the marshes? A large group of savage warriors that inhabited the isle are hot on your trail. Far too many to fight and they have terrain advantage. Stumbling through a fen, you race toward higher ground ahead. Harbek and Crusher take up the rear, battling back the closest warriors. Theoak guides the rest up the hillside. Strangely, as you draw closer, it becomes apparent that the craggy hills are actually the ruins of an ancient ziggurat covered in creepers and carpeted with moss.

Pak'Cha thinks you can make a stand there.

What appears to be hundreds of warriors crash through the underbrush into the clearing. Crusher and Harbek have retreated up the hill and formed a perimeter around the party. The warriors rush up the hill, eyes wild with rage. Among them is some sort of witch. When he lays eyes upon you all, he throws his fetish into the sky, convulses wildly, then dramatically catches the implement and smashes it onto the ground...

...The ground begins to tremble, and you feel the earth give way. Anamis summons forth his demonic legs to grab ahold of the wall, but it too crumbles. You all fall and the world goes black.

A rain of small rocks and dust descends upon your heads, but you were lucky enough to have survived. There is no sign of the sky above...
Session: Session 24 - Sunday, Feb 24 2013 from 8:00 PM to 1:00 AM
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Chapter 7: Simple Plan/Complicated Execution
While preparing for their assault on Tsalaxa's fort, the party spotted a small group of travelers heading in their direction. Two mul slaves led by a woman on an adult inix were journeying to the fort. The party wanted to ambush them, but Anamis had other plans. While the others slipped through the underbrush for a good point of attack, Anamis Black strode out into view and announced his party's plans.

The human, Arra, was a slaver of the Caranok merchants (or raiders, depending on who you ask). She was going to speak with Oathem Tsalaxa about a slave Caranok had interest in. The party offered to pay 1,200gp if Arra would accompany them into the fort, thereby granting them access. She agreed and they paid half up front.

Once in the fort, the party made a solid bluff about interest in good gladiator stock, but plans became muddled when Arra wanted to purchase the same slave, only to have him murdered. Since Kelek's death was the opposite of their goals, the party opted to attack instead. A bloody battle ensued, ending with the death of both Arra and Oathem Tsalaxa. Before they could talk down Tsalaxa's slaves, however, a massive dust devil, followed by a flock of arakocra, assaulted the fort, leaving damage in its wake.

If I'd known it was gonna be that kind of party...

The dust devil seemed to be fueled by pure rage, and had no direct interest in any of the heroes; it just wanted to cause damage and strife. After tearing through the fort it continued onward leaving the party in a bad place against the arakocra scavengers.

Bird bird bird, the bird is the word !

When the blood and feathers had finally cleared, Crusher and Anamis lay bleeding out on the walls, Pak'Cha was being hauled back into the tower through the window, and Sanguine was trying to hold her innards in until she could regenerate. The arakocra were scattered, but not entirely unsuccessful. They had managed to steal a few magical items from the party before fleeing, though their numbers had significantly dwindled.

The party would survive, however, and had been successful in rescuing Kelek. There were five other slaves, too; each of them more grateful than the next. And each had offers of their own...
Session: Session 22 - Sunday, Feb 03 2013 from 8:00 PM to 1:00 AM
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Chapter 7: Quan's reQuest
Following the battle and a good rest, the party prepared for their trip to Samarah. It would be the last stop for the party before leaving the estuary for the sea of silt. Unfortunately, their hope for a quick stop was met with distractions in the form of one of Crusher's old acquaintances.

Quan One-Eye needed the party's help to save his kidnapped son from a group of house Tsalaxa slavers. The party was reluctant to help until Malla explained that the Templar who killed her mother was from house Tsalaxa. With that said, Harbek was on board and the others didn't want to wait in Samarah for a few days.

Quan's friend Avgar supplied the party with war crodlu and the party was off across the desert. The first day's trek was easy, prompting an extended push into the night. When they did finally stop, rest came quickly and, along with it, an ambush by belgoi!

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

Although the belgoi made a solid attempt at capturing the party, they were utterly outmatched and quickly put down. With the caller being silenced, any remaining belgoi made a quick escape not to be heard from again.

The next day was hot, but otherwise an easy travel. At least, it was easy until Harbek began to notice pools of ash scattered about the landscape. "Defilers." the dwarf said, as he pointed to a pair of humans mounted upon braxat juveniles. The humans bore Tsalaxa sigils and appeared to be scouts. They were nearing the fort.

Solaris shouted in rage and led the charge. While his assault was mostly successful, both Crusher and Sanguine found the Braxat to be quite the impediment. It took the party working closely together to bring down both the defilers and the braxat. Sanguine considered it a good learning experience for when she got her revenge on Praetor Haraxes.

I'm the Juggernaut, Bitch!

With the defilers bleeding out and both braxat broken, Malla suggested they find a place to rest and mend their wounds before approaching the fort.

Until next week...
Session: Session 21 - Sunday, Jan 27 2013 from 8:00 PM to 1:00 AM
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