The Abandoned Manor, Blackchapel, Hookhill, Gran March, Greyhawk
Day Four. Afternoon. Tuesday, December 27th, 576 CY
Had it all been a dream? Or was it real?
Last night, the doomed heroes had travelled to the Dreamlands and now in Hookhill they are struck by a dreamlike flash of deja vu. In mere moments, time bends and a year seems to pass. As if remembering some forgotten nightmare, they recall with a shudder...
Murders most foul.
They remember their investigation discovered that the heinous crimes of the Hookhill Ripper coincide with pagan holy days, both occurring when the stars were "right."
They tracked the Ripper to the ruined grandeur of a great mansion...
...that was a doorway to another reality. But only when the stars were right.
This other, frightful dimension existed not in the spaces we know but between them!
The so-called Dreamlands, a parallel, conjoined world that Men sometimes glimpse in their dreams.
And in those alien spaces the Dark Mother, that had haunted their nightmares since Briarsgate, was real!
It was not sleeping beneath the Mountains, but awake and alive in the mountains of the Dreamlands.... where Men slept!
There too crawled Ariadnax the demon spider...
...unspeakable undeath...
...and necrotic, cannibal depravity.
There too loomed prophetic visions from an accursed looking glass...
...that the heroes were damned to become Evil.
It was only a matter of time.
There too lurked the mysterious menace of the unseen master of this reality-piercing manor: Lord Blackchapel, a noble-borne dreamer of Oerth who had drank deep of this other, unnatural realm and found it good.
With growing alarm, they remember their investigations attracted the suspicion of the city guard. An angry mob descends upon them in their hiding place, the ruins of the very mansion that pierces the frail fabric of so-called reality.
Suddenly, the present catches up to them! It is here! Now, through broken windows, they hear the vengeful mob bearing torches against the smoky gloom of the wretched city.
"The Hookhill Ripper is hiding in there! In the old Blackchapel Manor!"
"Gnomes and dwarves it was! Twisted little demons who carry children off into the night!"
"Burn it down! Kill them!"
There is a terrible writhing light and the manor begins to fill with black, choking smoke! The mob is setting the mansion ablaze!
Actions?!
PC Status:
Faron, Human Thief 5: Move: 9", AC: 4, HP: 22/22
Grey Mouser, Half-Elf Magic-User/Thief 4/5: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 21/21, Spells: 3/3 1st lvl, 2/2 2nd lvl
Ingrid Esthof, Human Cleric 5: Move: 6", AC: 3(1), HP: 14/25, Spells: 5/5 1st lvl, 5/5 2nd lvl, 2/2 3rd lvl
Jerome, Human Paladin 4: Move: 9", AC: 3(1), HP: 23/23, Laying Hands: 1/1
Long Bo, Human Druid 6: Move: 9", AC: 2(1), HP: 41/41, Spells: 6/6 1st lvl, 4/4 2nd lvl, 2/2 3rd lvl, 1/1 4th lvl
Telkis Brassfang, Gnome Fighter 5: Move: 9", AC: 0, HP: 37/37
Urdur Shimmerstone, Gnome Illusionist 5: Move: 12", AC: 4, HP: 15/15, Spells: 4/4 1st lvl, 2/2 2nd lvl, 1/1 3rd lvl
Grey Mouser, Half-Elf Magic-User/Thief 4/5: Move: 9", AC: 5, HP: 21/21, Spells: 3/3 1st lvl, 2/2 2nd lvl
Ingrid Esthof, Human Cleric 5: Move: 6", AC: 3(1), HP: 14/25, Spells: 5/5 1st lvl, 5/5 2nd lvl, 2/2 3rd lvl
Jerome, Human Paladin 4: Move: 9", AC: 3(1), HP: 23/23, Laying Hands: 1/1
Long Bo, Human Druid 6: Move: 9", AC: 2(1), HP: 41/41, Spells: 6/6 1st lvl, 4/4 2nd lvl, 2/2 3rd lvl, 1/1 4th lvl
Telkis Brassfang, Gnome Fighter 5: Move: 9", AC: 0, HP: 37/37
Urdur Shimmerstone, Gnome Illusionist 5: Move: 12", AC: 4, HP: 15/15, Spells: 4/4 1st lvl, 2/2 2nd lvl, 1/1 3rd lvl
PC Magic:
Protection From Evil, 10' Radius (Jerome)
Player Resources:
