Thanks everyone for a memorable and fun game. This is my first completed campaign and it feels great. I hope you feel some sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, as well. I'll be posting the summaries for last week and last night in the near future to cap off the blog.
And now for a DM vacation...
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Winters Finale (PART II)
ENTER, TARAS
The battle with the guardian was on. In a bolt of shadow and scale, Taras tore into Matthias, only his giant form saving him from sudden, gruesome death. Spells and attacks were thrown, but it seemed the shadow wyrm was an indomitable engine of destruction.
CARESS OF THE NIGHT MOTHER
That is until Victoria laid upon him a necromantic touch, breaking nearly every enchantment he'd placed upon himself. While drawing Taras' ire, the archmage of darkness successfully weakened the wyrm to the point of mortality.
RETRIBUTION OF MATTHIAS STORM-FATHER
Staggered by the vicious onslaught, Matthias nearly succumbed if not for the healing care of Finduilas. Once healed enough to stand, the Regent of the Fist called on all his reserves to deliver a series of attacks that rocked the entire Pyramid of Time. The shadow wyrm went skulking into the darkness, but not before stripping most the group of their own enchantments.
I THINK I OWE YOU THIS
Sev and Matthias went into the dark after Taras, followed by Serren and the others. In the black, despite many light spells, darkness pervaded and the shadow wyrm was in his hunting element. Sneaking up behind Victoria, he bit down on her upper half and trapped her in his jaws. Though the others sought to kill the wyrm off, they only managed to wound him, and provoke a reflexive clamping on Victoria till she nearly was severed in half. On a miraculous escape, Victoria tore away and unleashed her retributive fury. Finduilas again came to the healing rescue.
CALL OF THE HUNT
Matthias evoked the power of his blood-soaked stein to call on two massive wolves each the size of elephants to attack the gargantuan wyrm. While unable to land hits, they did consistently pick Taras out in the darkness, preventing him from hiding. The group continued their furious combined attacks.
OBLIVION SIGH
Taras came at the group through two more shadowy breath weapons as he circled and attacked in the dark, killing off wolves, mephits, and even sending the necromancer into the final stages of destruction before Finduilas swooped to her aid.
THE GUARDIAN RETREATS
With sorcery, steel and most of all will, Taras was driven to a bloodied state he never thought possible in such a magnificent form. Genuinely frightened, he fled, unwilling to sacrifice his life for the cause, especially given Serren's biting logic spoken earlier.
MEMORIAL OF THE OLD GODS
Gabriel intact, along with the rest of the group, they marveled as the many-layered magical darknesses fell away with Taras's retreat. He was truly equivalent to a god of shadow for the perpetual night he sustained on the MAMMOTH bottom level of the Pyramid of Time, collosal statues of the fallen deities making it sort of a Memorial of the Old Gods. The sprawl was so massive the group were like ants in a man-sized room, the memorial temple miles across and high.
GATE TO INCARCERI
The same demonic chorus sung out from a titanic portal across the way, along with the same purple-yellow light that nearly broke apart the glacier before. It traced up the walls and out beyond the pyramid, again assaulting the glacier. Deafening cracks and the whine of crackling ice breaking apart heralded a grim outcome.
Moving closer to the source, they found huge claw marks scraping the floor up to the towering portal, what Fin recalled as the actual claw marks of Kultuss himself as Vaness and Altan dragged him into the glacial plane. As the wind coming out of the portal reversed into a suction, like one, massive inhalation, the group stole themselves for what was undoubtedly the last and most important battle in this Demon War.
PROOF
Matthias took the time to scrawl some important runes of their journey into the floor, the story of the would-be Saviors, testament that few stood against the awesome mighty of Annihilation, that the group dared to defend creation.
THE END IS NYE
The group used whatever means available to prepare themselves against Shalraza, casting protective and offensive spells, as well as tapping into all their knowledge for insight into defeating her.
The truth was no one knew the exact origins of the self-titled Ice Queen, the supreme monarch of demons, powerful and willful enough to command the most chaotic, evil entities in the universe. Daughter, Simulacrum, or a Reincarnation of the goddess of murder, madness and chaos, did it really matter now, on the doorstep of creation-wide destruction?
Whatever her origins, whatever her potential, what is certain is that she is Adversary, enemy of all, and must be defeated.
Experience:
17's: 12k +
18: 8k +
Objective:
Kill Shalraza!
The battle with the guardian was on. In a bolt of shadow and scale, Taras tore into Matthias, only his giant form saving him from sudden, gruesome death. Spells and attacks were thrown, but it seemed the shadow wyrm was an indomitable engine of destruction.
CARESS OF THE NIGHT MOTHER
That is until Victoria laid upon him a necromantic touch, breaking nearly every enchantment he'd placed upon himself. While drawing Taras' ire, the archmage of darkness successfully weakened the wyrm to the point of mortality.
RETRIBUTION OF MATTHIAS STORM-FATHER
Staggered by the vicious onslaught, Matthias nearly succumbed if not for the healing care of Finduilas. Once healed enough to stand, the Regent of the Fist called on all his reserves to deliver a series of attacks that rocked the entire Pyramid of Time. The shadow wyrm went skulking into the darkness, but not before stripping most the group of their own enchantments.
I THINK I OWE YOU THIS
Sev and Matthias went into the dark after Taras, followed by Serren and the others. In the black, despite many light spells, darkness pervaded and the shadow wyrm was in his hunting element. Sneaking up behind Victoria, he bit down on her upper half and trapped her in his jaws. Though the others sought to kill the wyrm off, they only managed to wound him, and provoke a reflexive clamping on Victoria till she nearly was severed in half. On a miraculous escape, Victoria tore away and unleashed her retributive fury. Finduilas again came to the healing rescue.
CALL OF THE HUNT
Matthias evoked the power of his blood-soaked stein to call on two massive wolves each the size of elephants to attack the gargantuan wyrm. While unable to land hits, they did consistently pick Taras out in the darkness, preventing him from hiding. The group continued their furious combined attacks.
OBLIVION SIGH
Taras came at the group through two more shadowy breath weapons as he circled and attacked in the dark, killing off wolves, mephits, and even sending the necromancer into the final stages of destruction before Finduilas swooped to her aid.
THE GUARDIAN RETREATS
With sorcery, steel and most of all will, Taras was driven to a bloodied state he never thought possible in such a magnificent form. Genuinely frightened, he fled, unwilling to sacrifice his life for the cause, especially given Serren's biting logic spoken earlier.
MEMORIAL OF THE OLD GODS
Gabriel intact, along with the rest of the group, they marveled as the many-layered magical darknesses fell away with Taras's retreat. He was truly equivalent to a god of shadow for the perpetual night he sustained on the MAMMOTH bottom level of the Pyramid of Time, collosal statues of the fallen deities making it sort of a Memorial of the Old Gods. The sprawl was so massive the group were like ants in a man-sized room, the memorial temple miles across and high.
GATE TO INCARCERI
The same demonic chorus sung out from a titanic portal across the way, along with the same purple-yellow light that nearly broke apart the glacier before. It traced up the walls and out beyond the pyramid, again assaulting the glacier. Deafening cracks and the whine of crackling ice breaking apart heralded a grim outcome.
Moving closer to the source, they found huge claw marks scraping the floor up to the towering portal, what Fin recalled as the actual claw marks of Kultuss himself as Vaness and Altan dragged him into the glacial plane. As the wind coming out of the portal reversed into a suction, like one, massive inhalation, the group stole themselves for what was undoubtedly the last and most important battle in this Demon War.
PROOF
Matthias took the time to scrawl some important runes of their journey into the floor, the story of the would-be Saviors, testament that few stood against the awesome mighty of Annihilation, that the group dared to defend creation.
THE END IS NYE
The group used whatever means available to prepare themselves against Shalraza, casting protective and offensive spells, as well as tapping into all their knowledge for insight into defeating her.
The truth was no one knew the exact origins of the self-titled Ice Queen, the supreme monarch of demons, powerful and willful enough to command the most chaotic, evil entities in the universe. Daughter, Simulacrum, or a Reincarnation of the goddess of murder, madness and chaos, did it really matter now, on the doorstep of creation-wide destruction?
Whatever her origins, whatever her potential, what is certain is that she is Adversary, enemy of all, and must be defeated.
Experience:
17's: 12k +
18: 8k +
Objective:
Kill Shalraza!
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