Wednesday, November 9, 2011

The Last Battle

The group was in the midst of a building fallen on to the Fallen district of Sharn, inverted, shattered and crumbled apart. Having explored most of the building in the search for a stone hand taken from a noble woman's house they made their way up to the top. Fighting barbarians of various sorts along the way they also fought a pack of blink dogs who harried them, and worried them until the dogs vanished leaving the group to continue up. One more level and they found a large room with a boy inside. In front of the boy was the rest of the statue they were searching for the hand of. The boy was on the ground, on his knees, chanting in a psuedo-magical and religious way. The statue was complete except for an eye. The statue was white stone and the outstretched hand matched the description the group had been given so they went for the statue intent on bringing the entire thing back to the woman who hired them.

The boy screamed, he held the missing eye as he chanted in fear. A massive blink dog appeared, then the rest of the pack of blink dogs as well as many of the reavers the group had been fighting. As the battle ensued the boy climbed the statue and placed the missing eye in the empty socket of the statue. The statue came to life. It was a statue of a 9' beautiful naked man. His arms were outstretched and he was crying, but when he came to life he screamed and blasted the entire room with waves of energy that knocked almost everyone down. Then he too joined the frey against the party.

At the end of the battle the barbarians lay dead, the blink dogs were either dead or had vanished. The boy hid in a corner and mumbled to himself, if not for his maniacal screams. Three of the party survived. Though they were badly injured and only survived by running away, running very far away. The beautiful naked man retained the room with the small boy and had torn the cleric to pieces with his claw-like white hands, after turning the warlock to stone and shattering the statue.

Thus, the remaining party members returned to their employer in the shame of having failed their second mission in a row.

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  2. Shames that may yet gnaw at our cores, driving us to seek out escapades that we might redeem ourselves in our own eyes.

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