The inky blackness of the portal realm still unnerved the party, however the pressing feeling of despair they encountered previously was notably absent. Enna took the lead, even her keen elven eyes struggling to follow the familiar golden thread. Finally a light came into view, the party stepping out into the storeroom of the Goldmoor Outpost. Breathing a deep sigh, pleased to be free of the murky realm through which they had just travelled, Enna was rather surprised to immediately be set upon by two pickaxe wielding zombies.
The zombies threw their bodies on top of Enna, grabbing and restraining her. Coming to her senses the elf quickly stepped into the feywild, reappearing some feet away, bow drawn and arrow nocked. As she loosed the arrow at one of her aggressors, she was shocked to see it land with a thud into the wooden handle of the zombies pickaxe.
Finally shaking the shock, the rest of the party immediatly engaged, quickly felling the two undead abominations. An uneasy feeling fell over Caecius at the sight of the living dead, however he held his nerve as the party tried to take stock of the situation. The storeroom itself looked a mess. Weapon racks were empty and various items were strewn around the floor as if the room had been accessed in a rush. Elgold then heard some commotion outside. Turning his head to look out the window he was met with an almighty crunch as a guards face was slammed into the barred window. The body slipped to the floor, behind it standing another of the foes the party had just slain. Widening his gaze he then noticed the pitched battle taking place outside as a number of outpost guards struggled against a hoard of the undead.
The party quickly rushed outside where bodies of humans and undead alike were strewn across the ground. It was at this sight, Caecius finally froze. He had seen this before in his home village and the death camps beyond.
Again the party engaged slaying a couple of nearby zombies. Naram held back, holding the Shard close, looking to protect it from the assailants. Two stronger looking zombies to the south started to overwhelm the guards and to the parties horror those that were slain rose again. Caecius’s fear only grew stronger at this sight as visions of his families death flashed across his eyes.
A battlecry from the south momentarily takes the parties attention. Charging through the gates into a zombie comes an Eladrin. He sets about engaging the zombies in an effort to help the outpost.
Suddenly Drek appeared from the manor house. ‘Quickly! This way’ he shouted. Naram looked up and then held the shard in the air. A huge shockwave of psychic energy barraged the area. As it struck, the guards in the areas gripped their heads and screamed in pain. Blood dripped from their eyes and ears as they slumped to the floor dead. The party heard intense screaming inside their heads, rendering them unable to do anything but resist the pain. Naram walked over to Drek.
‘So, you found it then’ Drek exclaimed.
‘Yes’ replied the Shardmind. ‘These ones were a great help’.
‘Haha, I knew they would be. Right, let’s get this thing to the mistress. She’ll be very pleased. What shall we do with them?’ the goblin motioned to the agonized party.
‘Leave them for the zombies. We don’t need to concern ourselves with them anymore. They served their purpose’.
‘Right o’ replied the goblin, tossing a scroll to Naram. The Shardmind reads the words and a magic circle appears around the pair. Finishing the incanation a circle of magic begins to rise around them, disolving their forms into the ether. The last words heard before Naram’s head vanishes are
‘So long ’Companions’’.
As the Shardmind vanishes, the parties heads clear. No longer held back by the guards the zombies are approaching quickly. The Eladrin is quickly surrounded and set upon by multiple tough enemies. Caecius is still frozen with fear and without their healer the party start to suffer damage. The Eladrin is felled and Haleth desperatly tries to shout words of encouragement to Caecius to get him back into the fight. They are to no avail, the Gensai remaining still.
The party attempt to fight their way to the injured Eladrin, Haleth constantly yelling at Caecius to get his act together. Some words finally make it through and Caecius and he is able to move his body, if only a little. The fight starts to turn in the parties favor with Caecius managing to heal the Eladrin and get him back into the fight.
Finally the last of the undead fall. As the party take 5 minutes to steady themselves the Eladrin introduces himself as Yire. A guard comes rushing into the outpost, his face filled with horror at the scene of destruction surrounding him. He sees the party and immediatly emplores them to help.
’They’re coming from the mines! We can’t stop them. You must come immediatly!’
Caecius backs off.
‘I can’t go! I WON’T go. They’ll kill us all, do you understand? No one will survive!’
He turns into the storehouse and bars the door from the inside. The party try to convince him to come out, but the Gensai won’t budge. In the end they take the decision to leave without him and hastily follow the guard to the mines.
The approach to the mine is littered again littered with bodies, guard and zombie alike. As the party reach the entrance they see more of the undead miners as however there are also two foul abominations, gibbering maddening words as they slump towards our heroes.
The fight starts well, the party quickly gaining the upper hand over the enemy. The maddening words of the abominations daze the party but they are still able to fight well. Suddenly a bloodcurdling scream eminates from the cave followed by a human, eyes glazed, charging at the party. He is a Barbarian and does not look happy. He slams into Yire, immediately entering a bloodthirsty rage. The party fight valiantly eventually felling all the undead but one abomination and the Barbarian.
Elgold sees the Barbarians massive damage as a serious threat and calls upon his greatest powers.
’Don’t worry, I know what to do’ he exclaims!
He uses his powers to flood the area with magical energy, causing all creatures in the area to slow and sleep.
‘You stupid Wizard!’ Haleth exclaims! ‘You yawn aren’t supposed to hit me with that’
The abomination drops first into a deep magical slumber. Haleth is faced with a raging Barbarian. He knows if he follows the abomination into a magical sleep that he will be at the enemies mercy and almost certainly lose his life! He concentrates on his foe and uses all his power and experience to shake off the magical effect.
The Barbarian swings his blade then falls unconcious, the magic finally taking effect.
- 12 x Zombie Miners
- 2 x Moilian Zombies
Experience per Member
- Encounter 1 – 1040 XP
- Running Total – 48,040 XP