Mysteries & Myths

Lump's Despair (Episode #59)

Moonglum’s Journal
Entry #1
I’m not sure if the Foreverstone that we found and I now possess is affecting me somehow or something else is fraying my nerves. It could be that I haven’t had a chance to review my notes since we arrived at Daggorford. It could be that we seem to be one step behind someone or something in our search for these elemental type alters. Whatever it is, I am frustrated and easily annoyed as we continue our search through Mount Ilefarn for the key that was taken by Grit and Lump from the Ambergul tombs. Not to mention, now we are trying to find a fire key that is supposed to be hidden here as well. Thord was somewhat helpful getting us here but once we found his son Grit his preoccupation with his son seemed to overtake him. Our only other help in figuring out where this fire key may be had to be the oldest dwarf back in Daggorford. It was bad enough that the old blacksmith was so old I’m not sure that he knew what he was talking about. Sometimes it seemed more like riddles and bits and pieces of memory, but then he died in the middle of our conversation.

Entry #2
At least Thord’s directions were good to find Lump’s room. Badger scouted just ahead while I gave him directions. We didn’t need to use a light source. There was just enough light to move through the mountain complex from torches that were along the walls periodically. We passed most passages and doorways along our way, following the route Thord gave us. We only checked out a few things. One short hallway stopped with some strange safe, seemingly built right into the wall of the mountain with no visible mechanisms except some sort of coin slot. Puzzling. Aside from that some sleeping quarters filled with noisy, messy orcs, dwarves and dworc children. I’m really not sure what race they were, they were too dirty and we moved on.

Entry #3
The intelligence level of Lump, or lack there of, is astounding. Let me clarify that, was astounding. Hearing loud sobbing coming from where we expected his room to be I burst in. I wish I hadn’t. The big lout was bathing and crying in a makeshift tub, apparently the rat that was turned to stone back in the Amburgul crypts was his pet. I attempted to trick the bastard with a minor illusion of his pet rat. All that produced was him getting out of the tub and after a few uncomfortable moments charging us. I’m not sure what was bigger, the club he grabbed or his grotesque manhood that we were forced to see swing at us as well. After subduing him, we were going to try interrogating him but apparently all the commotion caught the attention of some orcs nearby. I hid us with a spell of invisibility and then I just watched the rest unfold. I couldn’t believe how many orcs kept coming in the room and looking around dumfounded. Eventually Badger left the sphere of invisibility I had conjured and began killing the orcs so that they couldn’t bring the whole mountain full of them down on us. Alacry began killing them as well after she summoned spikey plant tendrils that entangled most of them. At one point I think I threw a rock at one of them, but for the most part I simply watched my companions slaughter them and wondered how I ended up in this damned mountain full of loathingly stupid creatures. With all our adversaries dead we will now have to decide how to proceed.

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Son of Thord (Episode 54)

Badger’s Journal
Entry #1
I hate to try and rest down in this private dungeon, but it seems that Moonglum and Benus insist. We debated on where was the best location and finally settled on the chamber that we rescued Thord from. At least the rest was uneventful, if not somewhat tense. With that out of the way we could finally get back to trying to track down Thords son and the Earth Idol that we have been looking for. When we finally ventured down the hallway that headed south off of the room filled with the strange pools and treasure we ran into the underground river that cut through the hallway just as Thord described. The problem, as it turned out, was that after finally getting across the damned river I soon discovered that the hallway was nothing more than a dead end. Back to the pool room and try the hall to the north I guess.

Entry #2
After a small room full of smashed furniture and a ceiling made of mirrors this hall rounded the corner and headed a long way back to the south again. After at least 100 feet of hallway we then found a strange feature ahead. As we opened another normal enough looking door it opened into a wider hallway that had to have been 20 feet wide by 60 feet long. It wasn’t the portcullis in the middle of the hall or the minatours savaging gold plated armor that caught my attention, it was the set of double doors at the end of the hallway. They were ornately carved and a golden light emanated off of them as if the sun itself was within them. We made quick work of the bullmen and tentatively opened up the lighted doors to see what they would reveal beyond.

Entry #3
I have to admit, someone didn’t like the artwork that adorned these walls. The wide hallway continued and there were murals on the wall of what I assume were sun priests, children’s tales. However their heads had been drawn over with donkey heads. I have to admit, it was somewhat amusing. Not so amusing was when I entered to investigate a mutilated corpse. One second I was walking forward, the next it seemed that the very floor itself wrapped up around me. I struggled from within and could hear my companions, though muffled, battling the strange creature. Soon I was free. I continued on to again try and investigate the mutilated corpse only to have some strange creature fall from the ceiling and restrain me, nearly completely engulfing me within itself. Again I heard the muffled sounds of my companions doing battle and again I was soon free. It seems the mutilated corpse was simply the victim of the strange creature that fell upon me. Either I’m lucky or tougher than the last fellow. On to the next room I guess.

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The Pool Room (Episode 53)

Benus’ Journal
Entry #1
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Stoned (Episode 52)

Alacry’s Journal
Entry #1
As we proceeded south along the oversized twenty-foot corridor our light began to illuminate what appeared to be minotaurs, but upon closer look we realized all three were merely statues. Yet the closer we looked at the scene before us the more we began to suspect that these creatures were once alive. A wooden cart sat amongst the three with a tarp pulled over the top to hide its contents. A closer look revealed random items of some intrinsic value but nothing to clue us in on what might lie ahead. A few of us decided to scout ahead to inspect the rubble further south, as well as a dark hole excavated in the right side of the passage.

Entry #2
We discovered a shattered statue at the very southern end of the hall and all the stone minotaurs seem to be peering in that general direction, but we are unable to discern whether they are looking at the statue or the hole in the wall as they lie adjacent to one another.

Entry #3
Our situation grew very intense quickly. We attempted to peer inside the hole in the western wall and discovered two minotaurs standing inside a rough hewn cavern, and as surely alive as I am right now! We don’t know if we’ve been detected however as Moonglum raced back toward the group to the north to inform us of what he has seen. We then decided to slowly approach as a group, mainly staying about the wooden wagon for some sort of cover and protection, all the while trying to steady our nerves. We have heard of such beasts in legend but none of us has ever encountered such beings, and we are unsure of what to expect. Finally our worst fears were realized as the beasts charged us in unbridled rage as we attempted to approach. Somehow we came out of the encounter unscathed. The beast seemed wildly enraged which may have played to our advantage.

Entry #4
After the battle had died down we could hear a faint voice emanating from a passage leading north from the cavern. We soon discovered an orangish glow illuminating the hall up ahead. Then as I rounded the corner another minotaur came charging from within. Once again we avoided any casualties but I did get gored by the creature’s horns. Luckily Benus was able to mend my wounds with his mysterious powers. He claims these strange powers to be divine gifts of the gods, and I must admit they seem to be of a higher power unlike that of anything we have ever witnessed.

Entry #5
The complaining from up ahead seemed to intensify following the battle so I hurried ahead. Soon I discovered a dwarf hanging from a spit near an alcove burning with some sort of supernatural heat, an apparent attempt at a meal by the minotaurs. The dwarf seemed basted with oil, or perhaps it was just sweat, but he was otherwise surprisingly unharmed, we had arrived just in the nick of time. I cut him down as quickly as possible, and as one might imagine the dwarf moved away from the heat with great angst. He proved to be very thankful for the rescue and offered up quite a bit of information about his companions and their ultimate fates. The bald dwarf had badly rotted teeth, a beard parted in two down the center, and little for clothing so we gave him what we could. Soon he told us of Darwa’s fate and how she was turned to stone by some kind of trap, and how he (Thord), his son Grit, and another individual named Lump somehow escaped unscathed luckily. Then how he slipped into a fast moving stream and was swept away only to be rescued and captured by the minotaurs. He seems genuinely worried about what might happen to his son in his absence, and no longer knows where he might be, or if he is okay. We offer to let him follow us if he provides information to what he knows about these dangerous halls with hope that we may be able to reunite him with his son.

Entry #6
Water can be heard rushing nearby. We believe a large flooded cavern stands just to our west but we have decided to inspect it later. Thord informs us that the large chamber to our east is where the door is where he last saw his son. We decide to head in that direction in the hopes of finding some answers…

Entry #7
The room was dimly lit. Six wide pillars of stone carved to resemble four smiling djinn and two scowling efreet supported the vaulted ceiling of the twenty-foot-high chamber, which also contained six pools of liquid, one of which was steaming and bubbling. Each six-foot-diameter pool contained a different substance, and some of the liquids seemed to glow with unnatural light. Carved into the far eastern wall we could see a deep alcove containing a fifteen-foot-tall black basalt statue of a fire giant seated in a throne. Flames could be seen burning within the giant statues hollow eye sockets. It is upon this scene that Thord points to a nearby door to our right informing us that this was where he was swept away by a swift flowing underground stream. We now discuss exactly how to proceed…

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Death & Despair (Episode 51)

Moonglum’s Journal
Entry #1
Having made our way through the dilapidated ground level crypts and the actual family crypts of the Ambergul family we eventually found ourselves face to face with Alycia Ambergul herself, or should I say the deathly embodiment of what was left of her. It was the deep red glowing of her eyes that gave me pause. I have seen eyes like that before. More than once the searing gaze of Tyrus gazed upon me, and her eyes looked eerily similar to his. Was she also a lich? Or something different? At somewhat of a loss, and not wanting to reveal the spellbook that I had found in her personal crypt I held up the iron amulet and asked if it was hers. And surprisingly, after telling us we were free to roam as we wished if we gave her the amulet, she spoke with us at length. We asked her many questions, about the crypts beyond, her families history, Darwa and of course about the earth shrine we were looking for. She had seen Darwa, but hinted that things may not have ended well for her. She told us much about her family, and that the rest of these crypts were more of a dungeon, a hobby of her late husband. She also mentioned that her daughter had been cursed and lived within the dungeon below. Regarding the earth shrine, she called it the Alter of Ogramach and said it was within the dungeon as well but little more. It was an interesting encounter and we were all a little nervous leaving her behind us, but did not want to press the issue so we eventually too our leave and headed to the north and put ourselves to the task of exploring Reynard’s dungeon.

Entry #2
To hell with exploring the passage to the north! Getting past the portcullis did not prove too difficult, it was what followed. Some of the party proceeded cautiously since we could see a large statue of a red dragon at the end of the hall and it gave us pause. But while we focused on that some strange creatures, perhaps flesh golems, emerged from an alcove filled with a strange mist. We actually dealt with them rather quickly but, then as Mortiran investigated a large urn in another alcove he pushed off the lid and suddenly the dragon statue started spewing forth a great cloud of scalding steam. Luckily I was not in the hallway. All attempts to stop the steam failed, so we begrudgingly headed south.

Entry #3
What is it with people who make dungeons and statues? Shortly after getting past the portcullis that blocked the southern passage we found three lifestyle statues of minotaurs around a wooden cart. The rest of the party has grown so fearful that every statue is a trap so they are taking great precautions proceeding down the hallway. I have had enough of this slow going however, so I will continue my entries later and speed this up. Besides, if Darwa and her band have been this way, what dangers could still be in our path?

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The Crypts Below (Episode 50)

Alacrys’ Journal
Entry #1
I have decided to stay on with this new group of interesting explorers. It seems that there is a rich history in the town of Daggorford and the surrounding Lizard marsh. It also appears that perhaps the infamous deeds of the Ambergul family have cursed them. After we released the two local hoodlums we found in the upper family crypts we followed the passageway down to the crypts below. We discovered the crypts of the original Ambergul family, and what we now believe to be the restless spirits of many of them. For the most part I would say that their spirits are not happy, witnessed by their desire to end our lives. Luckily for us both Benus and Moonglums ability to wield great powers has proven most valuable in battling these ghostly spirits. Other than a book bound in drake hide, which Moonglum quickly snatched up, we found mostly the personal belongings of the immediate family. We also found, or should I say we easily found the entrance to what we believe to be the lower crypts, and the trail of Darwa and her group. Perhaps we will find the spirit of Alysia Ambergul down there. Her spirit seemed to be the only one that did not have some presence in the crypts we have explored so far. And we have found no trace of the shrine that we are trying to find.

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