Reiner quickly rushed into to meet the trolls head-on, and began slicing them to shreds. Since his blade was wreathed in fire, he ensured the trolls were dead, and stayed dead. Others did what damage they could to the creatures, but something was aiding them. Some mysterious, unseen force was empowering our heroes, but since this only was in benefit to them, they didn’t want to bother with it until after the trolls were handled.
The group spread out inside the room when the trolls lay dead on the ground to cover some ground, Yama sneaked away into a room during this, while the party was a little startled to see what stood before them.
A farmer with a garden hoe, standing among the carcasses of the trolls.
Valtyra, while a little startled, immediately feared for a peasant’s safety within the confines of an ogre and troll invested dam. The farmer, however, waved away all caution:
???: “There is no need to be concerned of my safety. I am well versed with magic, and have traveled far using that ability. I, however, need your assistance with my own endeavors, should we be able to aid each other. If you all help me discover the cure to the curse placed onto my village recently, I will aid you in your quests, wherever they may lead.”
VINCENT: “What curse was placed upon your village?”
???: “Petrification. My whole village turned into stone by riders wearing a purple cloth. There managed to be a scrap of it left behind, and it’s the only clue I’ve had this whole time. I’ve heard there is a underground library in Jorgenfist that might be able to tell me more, but I fear I would not survive the journey.”
VINCENT: “Well, there shouldn’t be any harm in helping, but pray tell, what is your name?”
PHILIP: “Philip Beeswort”
However, while the sense of surprise calmed now they knew the farmer’s purpose, Yama returned to the room to sneak over and bring his sickle to the farmer’s throat.
YAMA: “Who are you? Why are you here?”
The rest of the group quickly jumped to calm Yama.
GROUP: “He’s just a farmer! He has done nothing wrong, and will be helping us!”
YAMA: “I DON’T TRUST FARMERS.”
VINCENT: “You do so much as knick his skin with that blade, I’ll skewer your eyeball out with this here rapier.” He said while raising a rapier straight to Yama’s eye.
The situation defused after Yama was finally able to calm down, as the group continued on their current quest to figure out the dam. After exploring a bit further, they discovered blood smeared on a set of stone double doors. Vincent translated:
“HERE DWELLS WET PAPA GRAZUUL. ALL HAIL WET PAPA GRAZUUL!”
After the group managed to pull the door open, they proceed down a long flight of stairs 100 feet downward. After they came to another set of doors, they pulled these back with no problems, and this leaded them to a new room with a large pool in the middle. Standing on the other side of the pool was a large troll, who greeted them with a loud yell. This was Grazuul, chieftain of the Skulltaker tribes. Yama ran around the pool and launched an acid vial onto Grazuul. Nevik then swiftly leaped over the pool itself, and decapitated Grazuul with no effort at all. Reiner gladly took his unwieldy, large trident from Grazuul, while the group began exploring this room. A side room had a small pool, which what was discovered to be a large hole at the bottom of it. This led into a deep dark tunnel, but couldn’t be explored at the current moment.
The northern room held something quite unexpected: two circles, one with a crimson dust, and the other with a withered, powerless pit fiend. He greeted the party feebly, as he mustered himself to stand.
He begged the adventurers to let him free. He explained that he has been her for close to ten thousand years, summoned here to be used to power the dam. He explained that the power of the dam was fueled by his life energy, and there used to be another pit fiend held here too. He crumbled to dust 100 years back, leaving only the one pit fiend to fuel this entire dam.
Yama was eager to spin the winch and let the pit fiend free, and nearly reached for the device. Reiner stopped him from any sort of thing, while Valtyra and Philip began questioning the devil. The devil responded with a bargain, “Promise me you’ll release me from this cage, and I will tell you what I know of my captor.” They swiftly agreed, and continued questioning. Philip eventually presented his purple cloth and asked:
PHILIP: “This cloth, do you recognize it?”
<Pit Fiend>: (gasps, take a moment) “…Karzoug…”
He explained the very powerful wizard Karzoug was the one who trapped him here, and his forces usually wore that purple cloth. Satisfied with this information, and seeing the devil had none further, they promised they would find someone to replace him in this dam, and set him free. They continued to the final room, and as Valtyra creaked open the door, there stood before them a massive scorpion, created entirely of skulls.
The group spread out inside the room when the trolls lay dead on the ground to cover some ground, Yama sneaked away into a room during this, while the party was a little startled to see what stood before them.
A farmer with a garden hoe, standing among the carcasses of the trolls.
Valtyra, while a little startled, immediately feared for a peasant’s safety within the confines of an ogre and troll invested dam. The farmer, however, waved away all caution:
???: “There is no need to be concerned of my safety. I am well versed with magic, and have traveled far using that ability. I, however, need your assistance with my own endeavors, should we be able to aid each other. If you all help me discover the cure to the curse placed onto my village recently, I will aid you in your quests, wherever they may lead.”
VINCENT: “What curse was placed upon your village?”
???: “Petrification. My whole village turned into stone by riders wearing a purple cloth. There managed to be a scrap of it left behind, and it’s the only clue I’ve had this whole time. I’ve heard there is a underground library in Jorgenfist that might be able to tell me more, but I fear I would not survive the journey.”
VINCENT: “Well, there shouldn’t be any harm in helping, but pray tell, what is your name?”
PHILIP: “Philip Beeswort”
However, while the sense of surprise calmed now they knew the farmer’s purpose, Yama returned to the room to sneak over and bring his sickle to the farmer’s throat.
YAMA: “Who are you? Why are you here?”
The rest of the group quickly jumped to calm Yama.
GROUP: “He’s just a farmer! He has done nothing wrong, and will be helping us!”
YAMA: “I DON’T TRUST FARMERS.”
VINCENT: “You do so much as knick his skin with that blade, I’ll skewer your eyeball out with this here rapier.” He said while raising a rapier straight to Yama’s eye.
The situation defused after Yama was finally able to calm down, as the group continued on their current quest to figure out the dam. After exploring a bit further, they discovered blood smeared on a set of stone double doors. Vincent translated:
“HERE DWELLS WET PAPA GRAZUUL. ALL HAIL WET PAPA GRAZUUL!”
After the group managed to pull the door open, they proceed down a long flight of stairs 100 feet downward. After they came to another set of doors, they pulled these back with no problems, and this leaded them to a new room with a large pool in the middle. Standing on the other side of the pool was a large troll, who greeted them with a loud yell. This was Grazuul, chieftain of the Skulltaker tribes. Yama ran around the pool and launched an acid vial onto Grazuul. Nevik then swiftly leaped over the pool itself, and decapitated Grazuul with no effort at all. Reiner gladly took his unwieldy, large trident from Grazuul, while the group began exploring this room. A side room had a small pool, which what was discovered to be a large hole at the bottom of it. This led into a deep dark tunnel, but couldn’t be explored at the current moment.
The northern room held something quite unexpected: two circles, one with a crimson dust, and the other with a withered, powerless pit fiend. He greeted the party feebly, as he mustered himself to stand.
He begged the adventurers to let him free. He explained that he has been her for close to ten thousand years, summoned here to be used to power the dam. He explained that the power of the dam was fueled by his life energy, and there used to be another pit fiend held here too. He crumbled to dust 100 years back, leaving only the one pit fiend to fuel this entire dam.
Yama was eager to spin the winch and let the pit fiend free, and nearly reached for the device. Reiner stopped him from any sort of thing, while Valtyra and Philip began questioning the devil. The devil responded with a bargain, “Promise me you’ll release me from this cage, and I will tell you what I know of my captor.” They swiftly agreed, and continued questioning. Philip eventually presented his purple cloth and asked:
PHILIP: “This cloth, do you recognize it?”
<Pit Fiend>: (gasps, take a moment) “…Karzoug…”
He explained the very powerful wizard Karzoug was the one who trapped him here, and his forces usually wore that purple cloth. Satisfied with this information, and seeing the devil had none further, they promised they would find someone to replace him in this dam, and set him free. They continued to the final room, and as Valtyra creaked open the door, there stood before them a massive scorpion, created entirely of skulls.
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