(G244 10/07/2015 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF, Mira, Guru)

(G244 10/07/2015 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF, Mira, Guru)


DAY 228 (25 Marpenoth) cont...

Spend the rest of the day relaxing, reading and listening to Sylvia's stories.

I hate this place. Gurudor is keeping the thing going, otherwise I think I would be suggesting we go back
again. I know Gurudor thinks that there are people waiting to be rescued, but I wonder about that. We've seen
so many bones on our way here and all the people we encounter seem to have been twisted into shadow beings, how
can there be anyone left alive?
Gurudor is definitely in charge at the moment, it is his fervour and enthusiasm that is keeping thing going. He's
good on motivation but not so good on strategy. I think I've come up with a plan to deal with the construct though.


DAY 229 (26 Marpenoth)

We've suffered a major set back. I've some time now to record what has happened today so far. I feel like I
am going to die in this horrible place where there is no light and nothing grows and that this diary will be
found on my corpse a hundred years from now.
Well let this journal stand as my record of how things went from bad to worse for us.

In the morning we managed to deal with the construct though, so that was something. I used some new spells
that were now in my power, 'Rock to Mud' and 'Mud to Rock' to capture it. The spells worked well, it was too
slow and lumbering to escape the mud and when I turned it to rock again it was caught right up to its neck.

This also made the southern walkway collapse, but that was a small price to pay. We rushed in and Gurudor
walloped it and I used a Rusting Grasp spell until the thing breathed its last.

Mirabella then proceeded to search the tower area and found a small cell were an orc was being held prisoner.
He was not violent but did not speak common very well. We learned that he was called Drashnag and that he
was an Eye of Grumsh, a bunch of lovely chaps apparently who in dedication to their one eyed god strike out
their left eye. Good job for them their god wasn't also missing his private parts I suppose.

Gurudor could speak orcish so after some conversation Drashnag decided to join us. Sylvia was far from happy
as Grumsh is an enemy of Sylvanus. I could see the sense of this barbarian joining us though, considering what
sort of danger we were going into.

I asked him how he came to be in the cell and he replied that he had been captured and was being kept by the
guards to 'replenish' the golem (construct) by whatever nasty means that was done.

After that anyway, we decided to explore down the steps which lead from the tower. They lead down a good one
hundred feet or so, down into a sea of bones. I saw animals of all kinds, humanoids large and small, aberrations,
all of which looked like they had been crushed and broken by the construct above. We began to delicately poke
about a bit, but with a certain inevitability I had come to expect in this place some of the bones began to
move.

Gurudor was set upon by a group of four skeletal wolves while we others were attacked by a two headed thing
and a horse type thing with three heads and wings. Sylvia answered them with a Turn Undead incantation which
destroyed the wolves. We finished off the others relatively easily, Drashnag doing good work and some of my
crocodiles helping out too.

It seemed prudent to get back above the bones and we returned to the platform were the remains of the construct
were. From there we took the southwestern bridge which lead to a platform were we were attacked by three grey
skinned guards. There was also some sort of priestess here, but I made very quick work of her with a lucky long
shot from a Hypothermia spell. Mirabella stabbed a guard in the back and Gurudor felled another. The other was
knocked senseless and captured. In fact we managed to take two of them alive.

Things seemed to be going as well as could be expected, but Gurudor, who to be frank always seemed to me to
be a bit odd, started behaving more and more erratically.