Day Thirty-four. Past Midnight. Wednesday, December 14th, 576 CY
Freezing cold, clear
Amid the blood-curdling howls, unspeakable inhuman abominations that once were Men break into the dead end that the doomed heroes have chosen for their final stand!
The heinous children of Shub-Niggurath, the Dark Mother with a Thousand Young, step into the torchlight! Telkis and Urdur remember with dread how one such horror murdered them in Vicar's Head! Everyone recalls how they themselves became these unnatural monsters, and how they may be damned to do so again!
Urdur continues to weave his illusion of a dark, empty room as he slowly, quietly steps back! But the shouted prayers to St. Cuthbert and the Holy Ritual of Exorcism betray Urdur's efforts, if not his defiant concentration!
The feral monstrosities can hear them, smell them, taste their sweat on the air...
...but cannot see them! Sniffing, squinting, listening, the frightful horrors hesitate in the sundered doorway as Brevos, Jerome and Telkis valiantly charge forth, upending bunks to form a line! The warriors three attack the unsuspecting predator, drawing blood with unseen enchanted weapons!
The bewildered devil-beast is grievously wounded! (W1) Barking in rage and frustration, it slashes blindly at the invisible specters that assail it, ravaging only empty air!
Behind the fearsome thing, great black wolves howl to summon the legion of their terrible brethren!
The largest wolf speaks in the voice of their former companion, Pyotr Whitetip! "One of dem is a gnomish conjurer! Dis is an illusion. Dey are in dere!"
Behind the phantasy's veil, Mouser holds Amity still. The grey druid steps back, readying an oil flask against their certain death!
Wolves at the door, walls bleeding all around her, Ingrid raises her holy symbol and her quavering voice above the howls and the din at the splintered door!
"The Power of Trithereon compels you! Do not despise my command because you know me to be an unworthy sinner! It is Trithereon Himself who commands you!"
Amity falls silent, stricken!
Give way, you prince of murderers! You're guilty before the almighty god, guilty before his saints, guilty before the whole human race! It's the Lord who expels you! He who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire!
I cast you out! BE GONE!"
For just a moment, within her mind's eye, Ingrid sees the demon!
And then it falls away!
Suddenly, the inhuman shrieking dies in Amity's throat! Her wrenching form shudders and collapses and then there is only the soft whimpering of a lost little child.
Something in the air shifts. And at the besieged threshold, the unnatural monstrosities sense it too. Dawning realization gives them pause.
Spent and weak, Ingrid knows she has prevailed! Ingrid has driven the demon out!
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Map Detail:
One square = 5 feet. Light areas are visible. Wa-d are wolves. W1-2 are man-shaped terrors.
Behind the DM Screen:
PC Status:
Grey Mouser, Half-Elf Magic-User/Thief 3/4: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 19/19, Spells: 0/2 1st lvl, 1/1 2nd lvl
Ingrid Esthof, Human Cleric 5: Move: 6", AC: 3(1), HP: 25/25, Spells: 5/5 1st lvl, 2/5 2nd lvl, 0/2 3rd lvl
Jerome, Human Paladin 3: Move: 9", AC: 3(1), HP: 20/20, Laying Hands: 0/1
Long Bo, Human Druid 5: Move: 9", AC: 2(1), HP: 38/38, Spells: 0/6 1st lvl, 4/4 2nd lvl, 1/2 3rd lvl
Telkis Brassfang, Gnome Fighter 4: Move: 9", AC: 0, HP: 34/34
Urdur Shimmerstone, Gnome Illusionist 4: Move: 12", AC: 4, HP: 11/11, Spells: 3/3 1st lvl, 0/2 2nd lvl
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