Mysteries & Myths

The Ambergul Estate (Episode 49)

Benus’ Journal
Entry #1
We had the strangest encounter the other day. We found ourselves in the company of the old wizard Delfen. He proved to be very helpful in explaining the history of the Ambergul family as well as providing Moonglum with a book regarding the history of Thay and the Red Wizards that have become the focus of our investigations. It was his mention of the Princes of Elemental Evil that caught my attention. There are those in our party that I believe have begun to wonder of I can truly commune with the Gods, that the Gods may actually have and perhaps still do exist. If they could feel the presence of the old Gods as I have begun to, then perhaps the mention of these elemental evils would cause them as much concern as it does me. If the gods are real, then these Princes of Evil could be real, not just malevolent fiends that are characters in stories, but actual beings whose only desire would be to destroy this world. Perhaps we will find more answers at the ruin of the Ambergul Estate.

Entry #2
Just as it was described to us the only thing left of the Ambergul Estate was the Crypts. The estate proper had been dismantled years ago and what wasn’t taken has been reclaimed by the swamp. There were 9 crypts all together, and for the most part contained only what you would expect to find. One of them did still contain a trap to deter grave robbers, but the rest were rather normal. But the signs of recent traffic confirmed that we were on the right track, and eventually we found what remained of Darwa Dalion’s treasure hunting party. One of them was Arassan, the young man that the pheasant girl was looking for and the other was an older man, who had obviously lived a hard life. Neither of them knew what had happened to Darwa or the rest of their party. Moonglum did his best to interrogate the two of them but he does not have the skill with people that Jacare had. All we really know is that Darwa and her group have yet to return from the Crypts below.

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Wanted Alive: (Episode 48)

Geoffry’s Journal

Entry #1
The dragon is dead, and we are all still alive. We are missing our guide, Maechen, however. We have looked everywhere for her but to no avail. We secured what treasure we could, but with the storm still raging outside we decided to rest and regroup in this temple before we head back to Cromm’s hold.

Entry #2
We encountered the strangest creatures on our travel back to the hold. At first we thought we had spotted another group of travelers in the storm. What looked to be the faint light of a lantern turned out to be a strange glowing orb of bluish electricity. It wasn’t until little fingers of lighting leaped out at all of us from several of these orbs that had floated up upon us that we realized that these things were hostile. We were taken by surprise but I suddenly noticed flashes of magical light and flames erupting from Moonglum and Benus towards these strange creatures. A few swipes of the sword and some well placed arrows and we were again left alone again in the miserable bog of the swamp.

Entry #3
What a miserable heat. The storm finally gave way several hours before we reached the hold, but only to be replaced by the most fetid heat. It seemed that endless hours trudging in the heat passed before we finally returned to civilization. We reported all that we had discovered and Sir Isteval seemed both shocked and impressed. He asked that we accompany him back to Daggorford, so we collected our things and after a time we made our way back so he could make his reports.

Entry #4
There is definitely something strange going on here. We found Maechen, but she doesn’t remember ever meeting us. Either she was charmed, is lying, or some one was impersonating her in the swamp. We are not sure which one it is though. Either way, she was out hanging up a reward poster for another Red Wizard, this one a woman with many aliases. The poster showed the image of an ugly woman and after a morning spent in the market we began to think that this wizard may have been posing as several different people in town. Perhaps she had impersonated Maechen as well.

Entry #5
We found ourselves watching a puppet show of none other than ourselves slaying a dragon in the market square. After the show we were being swamped by the crowd and then some poor peasant woman asked for our help. I wasn’t sure it would be worth our time, but I was persuaded in the most unusual way. We agreed to meet her at dusk near the Delphine tower. After she told us that her lover had gone missing doing some treasure hunting near the ruins of the Ambergul estate I was ready to dismiss the entire thing. I was not a retriever of idiots after all. But then, suddenly, we were engulfed in a purple mist. When I could see clearly again, we were standing within a small room, perhaps a study of some kind. An old man approached us and introduced himself as none other than Delphin, the owner of this tower. It all seemed very strange, but as he told us more about the Ambergul estate it seemed that perhaps we had better check it out. As it turns out, there may be another of these strange alters hidden somewhere amongst the ruins, or in the cemetery of the estate. After he explained how to find the estate he sent us on our way, again we were surrounded by the purple mist and we found ourselves back in the alley next to the tower. It seems we are headed back towards Cromm’s hold and will be looking for the Ambergul estate. Perhaps we will find the woman’s lover, or the Red wizard, or another alter type shrine. I just hope the weather holds, I’ve had enough of the swamp.

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An Unexpected Surprise (Episode 47)

Mortiran’s Journal
Entry #1
I have borrowed Badger’s enchanted ring of acid resistance and donned the horns of the black dragon wyrmling we killed several days ago. We hope to draw the huge male dragon back to its lair by torturing one of the hatchlings. Hopefully its cries of pain will be enough.

Entry #2
hmmm… Something doesn’t seem quite right, the shells of the eggs seem to be soft and spongy, not at all what we expected – very strange…Damn! All of the eggs were unfertilized. I didn’t think we would be able to lure the dragon back until Moonglum said that he would produce the sound of a screaming dragon hatchling with his magic’s. We all spread out and prepared ourselves for the attack. Then Moonglum produced a horrible screeching sound that was centered right at the eggs. It was an awful noise and it seemed that moments lapsed into minutes with nothing but the awful sound. Then, suddenly, the water seemed to almost begin to boil for a second. After a split second the water erupted into a geyser, spraying the dank cave with murky water in all directions. Out of the geyser emerged a much larger black dragon, and its gaze was fixed on me and the remaining eggs.

Entry #3
I had hoped that by wearing the enchanted ring that it would offer me some protection against the acidic breath of the dragon. It did, but I had not anticipated just how angry, or how much acid a larger dragon could produce. Before I could even draw an arrow I was engulfed in acid. I tried to move towards cover but the pain was unbearable. I thought I was going to die then and there. But finally, the acid stopped. I regained by senses only in time to see a massive claw coming at me, and then I remember little.

Entry #4
What a strange sensation. It was if I was floating through a dark void, until a warm light seemed to envelope me. Just as suddenly I came too. I saw Benus standing over me and I could hear the sounds of battle raging on. Is Benus actually communing with the Gods of legend? Whatever power he has, it is truly amazing.

Entry #5
I got to my feet to find my companions were all engaging the huge black dragon. Benus returned to the battle, and that’s when I noticed that his skin seemed to be the color and texture of hard smooth stone. Besides that, he waded across the water as if it was solid and made his way directly for the dragon, to engage it in melee combat. Badger was actually flying around the dragon attacking it as well. Arrows were slamming into the beast from Alacry so I finally retrieved my bow and started shooting the beast as well. The damned thing started spewing acid again, spattering nearly every one of us in its rage. I thought I saw Alacry fall, but it was difficult to see. Acid was melting and etching everything around us and suddenly a huge fireball erupted around the dragon. I quickly took cover in the entrance of the hallway we used to get down here and drew back my bow for a final shot. But the huge dragon suddenly grabbed Benus and plunged deep into the murky lake. All went suddenly quiet.

Entry #6
Badger flew straight into the water and then I saw the strangest thing. Moonglum ran up to the shore of the lake and dropped to his knees. He began chanting some strange words and stretching out his neck. He suddenly seemed to convulse and then his limbs contorted and twisted and grew. He actually transformed himself somehow into a large sea type creature that I have never seen before, and then he plunged into the lake as well. Alacry, Geoffry and I waited nervously at the shore.

Entry #7
After what seemed like many minutes Benus and Badger returned. They said the dragon was dead. Badger had been able to catch it and deliver its death blow. They also said that they saw Moonglum swim off into an underground tunnel at one end of the lake. Since we would never retrieve the corpse of the dragon at the bottom of the lake we simply waited for Moonglum’s return. Until Badger suddenly got up and grabbed one of his shovels and headed over to the part of the shore that was mostly sand covered. He began digging and I simply watched him for a long time, thinking he was being foolish. Then I heard the sound of his shovel hitting something metal. He grinned and reached into the hole he had just dug, producing a small chest. With that we all found things to dig with and scoured the beach. By the time Moonglum returned we had found a very nice collection of the dragons treasure, and we enjoyed one of the 5 Rosnar Ruby wine from Amn in celebration. We also found a smashed alter. What do these alters mean, and why did the dragon steal them? It seems we need to return to Cromm’s Hold and report what we have discovered and that we have lost Maechen. We cannot find her anywhere.

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Black Death (Episode 46)

Oswell’s Journal
Entry #1
Sounds of rushing water can be heard as we descended the large stairwell into the darkness below. Mortiran’s small light can be seen in the distance. We advance carefully.

Entry #2
Large natural cavern at bottom of large stairwell. Underground waterfall spills into cavern before exiting on opposite side. Niche at back of chamber is a roughly hewn temple with pillars adorned with serpentine carvings. Inside a crouching lizardfolk statue has been made to appear as a black dragon made of lashed wood and gray canvas, with horns made of clay and glittering eyes. Starting to feel a bit uneasy.

Entry #3
Lizardfolk attacked from water. They’re now dead.

Entry #4
Searched above waterfall and disposed of several fire beetles, and a carrion worm-like creature. Before returning to large chamber below. We then decided to destroy make-shift dragon statue’s wings.

Entry #5
Now walking on water thanks to Moonglum’s enchantment. Following river deeper into the caves. Discovered small shelf just off the river, but fear a shrieking mushroom may have given warning to whatever hazards might lie ahead.

Entry #6
Discovered a stone bridge crossing the river, and climbed up to continue our journey. Found a hall connecting to dragon statue chamber to our right via a secret door. To our left another stairwell which opens into a large natural cavern.

Entry #7
Large natural cavern measures maybe thirty-feet high, and is covered with stalactites. Underground river is found to empty into a deep, fog-shrouded pool here. What looks to be a sandy beach lies north of the pool, while to the southeast a large alcove can be seen piled with riches. A narrow walkway hugs the south side of the pools edge and leads to a deep cavity in the southern wall of the chamber. We proceed with great caution, careful to spread out for our own safety.
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Entry #8
Huge Black Dragon exploded from center of the pool, apparently enraged as Badger and Geoffry approached the pile of treasure lying in the southeast alcove. The great lizard quickly spewed large amounts of vile acid upon the two, but both managed to somehow avoid being covered in the deadly substance, it was then that we learned the true nature of Badger’s enchanted ring discovered in the carrion crawler’s nest – acid resistance! We quickly scrambled to assist in the attack as the dragon moved toward the shoreline. We soon prove that we all seem to work well with one another as we quickly inflict major wounds upon the massive dragon. Badger appears quite injured but recovers quickly thanks to Benus’ prayers. The assault continued before the beast suddenly broke for the deep waters of the pool, and then disappeared below the surface.

Entry #9
Benus’ attempts to give chase but the beast soon disappears into an underwater tunnel thirty-feet below the surface. Mortiran then hatched a plan to hopefully coax the dragon back to its lair – dragon eggs are discovered in the far eastern passage of the chamber. Past the eggs and further into the far back of the chamber we also discover an alter half-sunken into the mud. The alter is cracked in half and is hollow inside. It is made of blue coral, and its sides are carved to resemble crashing waves. It may be a clue to our mystery of why Cromm’s Hold was attacked, but we will worry about that later, first we must deal with the dragon. Mortiran plans to crack one of the eggs open and torture the wyrmling in hopes that its screams will alert the parent, causing it to return with a vengance. Its a risky proposition but we all believe the beast is already near death. Mortiran has donned Badger’s enchanted ring, as well as his black dragon horn’s, taken from the last wyrmling we killed in the ruins of the swamp. The gods help him if this doesn’t go as planned…

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Fane of the Sun Swallower (Episode 45)

Benus’ Journal

Entry #1
Discovered an abandoned temple near the center of the Lizard Marsh. It appears on a small island before us, a rectangular building capped with a shattered dome, and a faint orange light seems to shine from within. Could it be inhabited?…

Entry #2
Carvings and painted murals upon the walls seem to point to the worship of some sort of Sun God. Inside we soon discovered the source of the faint orange light, Fire Beetles, nearly as large as a good sized dog! About a half dozen of them crawling all about a stone alter nearly buried in refuse. The entry chamber is quite large with columns lining the walkway to the alter. Alter doesn’t seem to be the type connected to any of the elements, like the one taken from Cromm’s Hold, but it does have a small five-inch indention on the top that appears to hold some sort of circular object that might be missing? A faint stench that smells of rotten eggs pervades inside the temple.

Entry #3
Suddenly came under attack from a half dozen lizardfolk inside the entry large entry chamber, then more assaulted us from several connecting areas of the temple. Some minor wounds amongst the group but otherwise we survived, they on the other hand were not so lucky.

Entry #4
Continued the search of the premises with little problem except for one small chamber filled with Fire Beetle glands glowing in small niches carved into the walls of the room. A makeshift-throne sat at the rooms center and two man-sized lizards soon appeared from behind the throne. Disposed of them quickly after drawing them out into a larger chamber where our group could bring all our strength to bare. Soon after a scrawny, old lizardman made himself known from behind the makeshift-throne. He cowered before us and seemed innocent enough, believing that these lizardfolk were cursed, explaining that they were infested by some strange and well deserved disease. He informed us that a dragon loomed down below, and seemed to be a prisoner of this tribe, so Oswell set him free. He was very thankful.

Entry #5
Found several dead creatures hanging from nets in another chamber. A constrictor snake, two giant frogs, and a halfling?! Bat-like creatures seemed to be feeding on the halfling which appeared to be a rather fresh kill. What in the nine hells was he doing out here in these parts anyway?

Entry #6
One room in particular caught our attention, standing in the middle of one empty room was a badly damaged statue of a black dragon that looked like it had been torn from some larger structure. Dead snakes, rotten fish, and seashells were piled around the statues base.

Entry #7
Discovered a staircase leading down from the upper level to what appears to be crypts. The stench of rotten eggs intensifies as we descend the moldy staircase. I don’t recall this smell the last time we encountered a black dragon?… I wonder what it could be?

Entry #8
Down below we discovered a semicircular basin full of fresh water with a dragon-shaped waterspout protruding from the wall above it. Water spills from the mouth of the dragon into the basin. Very refreshing. We all refill our waterskins. But its what happens next that astounds us, as I drank the water my wounds begin to heal before our very eyes!

Entry #9
Inside one of the crypts we’ve discovered an enchanted mace! Moonglum was able to sense its presence in one of the sarcophagi. Further investigation and study revealed that the weapon’s name is Dragonthumper (engraved on shaft), and the mace is amazingly light weight. Its blunt head is adorned with stylized renderings of reptilian creatures. This could prove very useful indeed.

Entry #10
Found a room down here that appears to be for mummification of the dead amongst the numerous crypts. Dirty water seems to puddle on the floors of nearly all the chambers, but one room catches our attention quickly when one puddle suddenly leaps from the floor and attacks Badger! The rest of us quickly rush to his aid and quickly dispose of the gray blob, which apparently has strong acidic qualities, as the sizzle upon our metal weapons worries many of us. But it was Benus’ prayer that caused us the most damage as he called upon a fiery column from above to come down upon the gray ooze, only to cause the air around us to ignite in a great ball of fire. Apparently that rotten egg smell is some sort of ignitable gas. We feel lucky to be alive!

Entry #11
We’ve discovered another stairwell leading to the depth below, clay brick walls line the sides and a moldy stone-tiled floor descends into the darkness. It appears that the stairs span ten-feet wide and contain several sets of stairs that drop to short hall-like landings before descending yet again. The sound of rushing water can be heard from below. My heart pounds at the prospect that this sounds like the perfect environment for a Black Dragon…

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The Lizard Marsh (Episode 44)

Moonglum’s Journal
Entry #1
Oswell began negotiating with the leader of the Dworcs, but I had other ideas. I pretended to be packing my travel bag, off in the corner and prepared an illusion. I lifted the egg, a minor trick I had learned early on from my master and then produced the sound of a dragons roar above the ramshackle ruin that we were in. My plan to scare off the dworcs worked flawlessly as they fled in terror constantly scanning the sky, but my companions quickly smashed the egg and killed the dragon hatchling inside before I could stop them. Damn! I was going to entrance the beast and tame it to my will. Oh well, best laid plans. We packed our gear and traveled deeper into the marsh trying to avoid the deadly sinkholes and any creatures that inhabited this foul place.

Entry #2
Rain. It seemed that every bit of moisture that could be dropped on us came down in a deluge. I thought I was wet before, now I am soaked. Hopefully none of my parchments are ruined. After more trudging we finally came to the shore of a large black lake. Across the water we could make out some sort of building. That’s were we want to go. Benus was able to somehow give us all the ability to walk on water, and Oswell conjured up a mist to hide our passage across the large lake to reach the building on the island. After we quickly made our way across we spread out across the shore and approached the building to investigate.

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Cromm's Hold (Episode 43)

Geoffry’s Journal
Entry #1
It seems my decision to travel with these new companions has paid off. I am searching for signs of evil so that I may eliminate it. Just learned of news of a black dragon attack during the execution of a red wizard, the attack came after an assault by orcs. Yes, this group will be good to travel with.

Entry #2
We were asked to head out to Cromm’s Hold, the site of the dragon attack. I had forgotten what it was like dealing with militia’s. They are always so inefficient. The local nobles and lords were meddling in the affairs of the militia and every decision seemed slow to come by. What I have learned is that the hold was also attacked by diseased lizards from the nearby marsh after the dragon attacked. But that isn’t the odd thing, apparently the dragon has given itself a long title, and asked for tribute from the hold. I thought it was odd, but that slender, pale elf that travels with us nearly had a fit. He stared rambling about the elements and mud sorcerers after he found out the description of the tribute the dragon wanted. He kept going on about the wind and fire and earth. He is an odd fellow.

Entry #3
We are leading an expedition into the marsh, to find the dragons lair. The landscape is as miserable as it was described. Aside from some nasty and hideously deformed winged hags, we found ourselves looking at what seemed like a hidden camp of sorts. Some scouting by my companions revealed that it was some half orc-dwarves (dworcs?), if you can believe such a creature exists. Even stranger, they were guarding a dragon egg that they stole from the black dragon’s lair and were waiting for “The Wizard” in order to deliver it to him. We made an uneasy truce with them and will rest for the night and negotiate in the morning.

Entry #4
One of my companions is negotiating with the Dworcs. This should prove interesting. They are not complete imbeciles, but they are simple. I am amazed that they have stolen an egg from the dragon. We should be able…….what was that…….the egg………..DRAGON!!!!!

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The Red Scare (Episode 42)

Mortiran’s Journal

Entry #1
I continue in search of any signs of these mysterious Red Wizards, yet I remain unsure of who they are? Sir Isteval seems very guarded as to what is really taking place, and my mind wanders when considering various possibilities.

Entry #2
Have now joined a group of companions residing in the far eastern reaches of the Grey Vale. Group seems honest enough, yet their stories seem to be too fantastic to believe. But from what I witnessed recently deep inside the Corkscrew Mines has me beginning to feel as though it may all be true. Discovered a secret chamber inside the walls of the mine, hidden for what must have been centuries. Only due to the powerful blows of a dwarven golem did we manage to gain entrance into the mysterious chamber. Once inside a portal was discovered glowing in the center of the skull shaped chamber, and from within appeared melted blobs of flesh with eyes and clawed hands. Undoubtedly demons of some sort from another plane of existence. We disposed of the creepy things quickly before commanding the dwarven golem to collapse the chambers entrance.

Entry #3
We have smashed a diamond skull inside the hidden skull chamber with the help of the dwarven golem. The group tells me that the item contained a lich they had been chasing for the past several months or more. I have not seen the undead creature with my own eyes yet feel compelled to believe their story. Why else would anyone destroy such a valuable item?!

Entry #4
The group now speaks passionately of a Tome of the Desicated Tongue, whatever that is? They continue to use Divination magic through two unusual spell casters named Benus and Moonglum. I thought this Moonglum character may be a Red Wizard at first look, but have since softened my views, yet he seems to possess much the same sort of strange mystical powers as those I hunt?…

Entry #5
Upon entering the town of Drakonheim we discovered the air is filled with a sickening sweet smell, that of burning flesh… Piles of dead can be seen in the streets as survivors of some sick rising of the dead have now come out from their hiding, and are now attempting to clean up the streets. There are so many dead that is apparently impossible to bury them all so the community has set to burning their remains. It is truly a grisly sight. Many of the dead were at one point what appears to be zombies, their flesh torn away by violence and decay. The sights and smells are too horrible to mention. The stories of this lich named Tyrus become more believable by the second.

Entry #6
No luck locating this Tome of the Desicated Tongue that the group speaks. A thorough investigation at Tyrus’ home reveals no clues. Divination spells have led us to believe that it cannot be found within the Grey Vale.

Entry #7
We met a man name Dorg in Drakonheim and my new companions seem to know him. He mentions that the noble family of the area has perished in the recent undead uprising. With no heir to claim the throne he mentions something about one of the companions named Badger Grey? Apparently evidence has been found of his family lineage, and he has a possible claim to the throne! Badger seems a bit perplexed by these revelations…

Entry #8
With loose ends now tied up in Drakonheim the group has decided to head west with me to investigate the reports of a mysterious Red Wizard. Upon nearing the small town of Daggerford to the west, a storm of unusual strength was threatening to rain out the mid-summer festival. We soon discovered that the mysterious Red Wizard had in fact already been captured, and had since been sentenced to death by hanging. A few short days later we stood quietly by while the strange man was led up the steps to the hangman’s noose. Then seconds later the man was no more, as his body twisted and swung at the end of the hangmen’s rope. Many of us were quite shocked that he was in fact dead, as a streak of lightning suddenly filled the sky while thunder cracked from above as the wizard fell from the scaffold, and the ominous moment had more than one of us expecting the Red Wizard to have vanished, but it was not to be. Rain soaked, yet thankful that this dangerous individual was in fact dead, we turned to head back to the warmth of a nearby tavern when a man on a black horse suddenly appeared through the crowd, stopping before Sir Isteval with dire news, Cromm’s Hold had been attacked by a black dragon!

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The Phylactery Episode 41

Moonglum’s Journal
Entry #1
Vanya sulie, Varis, Lle Ume quell. I knew that when Varis and I left the sheltered life of the Shimmerwood forest that we could expect danger. I never expected that his life tree would meet its end in our exploits. Not just Varis, but the stalwart human Jacare as well. Cormlle naa Tanya tel’rae Melloneamin. Tyrus will pay for this I swear.

Entry #2
Perhaps it was the sudden loss of two of our companions but for some reason my brain was numb and I was still puzzled by the deadly intricacies of this sacrificial alter and what seemed to be the lack of something important that it was guarding. Although the Golem inside mining the seemingly worthless Krimsonite was impressive it did not warrant such a deadly entrance as what we had just made. Worse yet, we needed to find the phylactery before Tyrus has a chance to recover. What am I missing?

Entry #3
The cupped bowl below the sacrificial chamber where we met the insane skeletal figure when we first got here to the mines! That was what I was missing. After many attempts to try and revive our friends we finally made our way back to that strange chamber where we thought Benus had been killed so many days ago. Attempting to try and use their own blood and Benus’ strange healing abilities we accidentally discovered a strange and wondrous gem inside the sacrificial cup located below the alter. It took a moment for it to sink in, but when I remembered that these were the Corkscrew mines I recalled the myth of the Forever Stone, and that is what we found. I will have to research this item in detail. It radiates a power like I have never seen. But our companions are still dead, so we dejectedly continue to search for the phylactery, I am tired.

Entry #4
With some help from the newly discovered Forever Stone, some spiritual guidance from Benus and much pondering we finally made our way to a rather non-descript part of the mine that we had passed by many times. Oh, and some nearly very disturbing traps that we had avoided in the past nearly were the end of Badger. What madness overtook the previous inhabitants of this mine? Eventually, with the smashing power of one newly acquired iron golem we had mined an entrance into what appeared to be the resting place of Tyrus’ phylactery. The problem was that there was also an ominous portal in the center of the large chamber and we did not know it’s purpose or where it lead. Destroying the phylactery was easy enough with the help of the golem, but while my remaining companions dealt with that I was accosted by a grim wood elf who was about to kill me if I had not assured him that I was not one of these strange red wizards that he was apparently hunting for some reason. An uneasy truce was forged between us, and we returned to the chamber of the phylactery only to find my companions staring at the portal with quizzical looks. Damned it anyways! In frustration I called forth, out of instinct, a magical dart and flung it at the portal. Why do I act so rashly sometimes?

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"One Must Die" (Episode 40)

Badger’s Journal
Entry #1
Damn this forsaken mine and its secret doors, mechanical traps and magical spells. What ever happened to good old fashioned mines? I think this place may be cursed. We tried everything we could think of to proceed through the obsidian blocking our path and to get back out the now sealed entrance to this chamber. No success on either. Nothing worked, no spells from Moonglum, no effect when I hammered and chipped away, no clues, but the worse came when I saw what happened next. Jacare told Moonglum that he shouldn’t have tried to slit his throat, he should have stabbed himself in the heart, and with that he grabbed one of those strange cat statues we had found, climbed on the table and plunged the dagger deep into his heart. Moonglum watched the statuette intently and suddenly, after the blood had completely drained from Jacare the thing disappeared! It was then that Moonglum looked at the door, which had not budged, and then back to Jacare. He suddenly took out the dagger and plunged it even deeper into Jacare’s chest. Benus stepped up to attempt to revive him, but to no avail. He was actually dead, and by his own hand. Damn this forsaken mine!

Entry #2
I am certain now that this mine is cursed. Either that or Moonglum is working with Tyrus the lich to kill us all. I had prepared Jacare’s body for his long sleep in the ground and carefully gathered his equipment, stowing them for the rest of our journey. This task only lowered our moral even further. As I was finishing Varis finally spoke up. He said that we still did the sacrifice wrong. He now suggested that we needed to have one of us stab the sacrifice, not have them stab themselves in the heart. We all agreed that we should go find another goblin or an orc to try out the theory, but we couldn’t get out, the entrance to the chamber was sealed as well. Nothing we had tried earlier would open it. Varis then continued, he said that someone needed to kill him. He took the dagger and walked over to Moonglum and me and presented the dagger. I exchanged a glance with the mage and we both had a knot grow in our stomach. It was Moonglum that finally reached out for the dagger and nodded at Varis. This is madness. Moonglum stabbed him, the life left his body and the obsidian block slid back showing a passage that led further into the mine. Damn this forsaken mine!

Entry #3
This place is one puzzling encounter after another. We traveled a short distance and we finally found the large iron golem that we had seen earlier. It was in a large cavern and it was painstakingly working at breaking off pieces of the large red crystals and pulverizing them with its fists to grind them into a red powder and then put them into large barrels that were bigger than me. We cautiously checked out the cavern, remembering the warning of a berserk golem and the hammer behind the glass. The golem didn’t pay us any attention though. Finding few clues, and not knowing why this chamber was so carefully guarded, we returned to the sacrificial chamber and again attempted to figure out how we were going to escape this place. Hours seemed to pass. I attempted to chip away sections of the stone around the exit, but it was useless. It would take lifetimes to get out that way. Moonglum was chanting and drawing symbols all over the exit for just as long. I was resting in the chamber, looking over at Jacare and Varis, when Moonglum finally walked back into the room with a blank look on his face. The door is open he said, let us leave this place.

Entry #4
I thought I hated this mine, but I am learning to hate Tyrus even more. I had barely rounded the corner after leaving the sacrificial chamber when I spotted the lich standing at the end of the hall waiting for us. I tried to give a warning to the group and it is good that I did for we were able to dodge some of the fiery blast that soon would have engulfed what was left of our party. Thick webs suddenly sprang out from Moonglum’s hand and engulfed the lich, but our mage quickly retreated back after that when he saw the all to familiar noxious cloud of death that began to envelop us. We all retreated and soon found ourselves in the cavern with the golem. We tried to control it, thinking maybe the pick we had found would work as some sort of control rod, it didn’t. As we tried to figure out what to do we were soon under attack again from Tyrus. To make it worse he was staying inside the center of the deadly cloud of gas leaving me no way to reach him and end his assault. He threw another ball of fire at Benus and Moonglum and it charred the golem as well. Now the golem attacked Benus. I was sure we would all die now. I’m not sure where the next ball of flames came from but it engulfed Tyrus and I could tell that it hurt him. It was then that Tyrus made a mistake, he approached me. I was feigning being hurt and as he stepped to the edge of the cloud I swung with all my might. The anger I felt for all those he had killed was boiling inside me and I hit him as hard as I could with Durgaddin’s blade. He screamed and both he and the gas cloud disappeared. Now we just had to deal with the golem. I suddenly remembered the deed to the mine we had found, and the strange hammer behind the glass. I yelled out to the party and soon Moonglum was standing on a barrel with the deed and the hammer shouting out orders to the golem in dwarven. We now had control of the golem. All was now quiet. We soon had the golem destroy the boulder that blocked our exit through the lower caverns. We also discovered that we could control him, but he would not leave the mines. We gathered our companions, and prepared ourselves to head back to Drakonheim. We still had a phylactery to find if we wanted to actually kill Tyrus. Damn this forsaken mine.

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