Game Session: 9/23/2012
Ruined Keep of The Blood Marsh, Hampshire, England.
Sasha approached the pool and drank from it. She asked, “What can you tell us about the goblin and orc army above?”
The pool glowed blue as the disembodied voice gently replied, “In order to know of them, I need something from them.”
“We have some goblin and orc blades,” Kyrs reminded the party, “and Geddren has those goblin heads on her belt.”
“Those heads are for The Morrigan,” Geddren said sharply.
The party agreed to place several items they had collected into the pool. They placed a wicked Orc blade into the pool. It sat in there for several seconds before the pool darkened into a black water, when it cleared the blade was gone. They then placed the head of a hobgoblin into the pool. The rock walls began to glow a strange reddish hue as the water in the pool bubbled around the hideous head. As the party watched in horror, the skin and hair of the creature began to peel off revealing the skull. It was not long before the skull was melted away within the frothing waters.
The calming voice of the Oracle then spoke again, “There are hundreds of orcs, goblins and hobgoblins above now, searching for you.”
An echoing laugh from the darkness was heard by several in the party.
The sound of stone sliding on stone reverberates within the cavern. Geddren then felt a tug on her arm, no one was behind her. “Something isn’t right here,” she said quietly, “I just felt something pull my arm.”
Aiden drank from the pool and asked the Oracle, “Are we alone here?”
Geddren drank, “What is here with us?”
“Something dark, evil — some say demon, others say devil. A dark entity,” the Oracle replied.
The party continues to drink from the pool and ask questions. Everytime they do, they began to grow irrational fears. Geddren notices that the fingernails of the others are slimy and grotesque, dirty and loathsome. She wants no one to touch her or be too close with their disgusting fingernails. She also catches glimpses of leeches and worms, but there are none there. She rubs her arms and shivers, imagining the horror of parasitic creatures crawling over her skin.
Kyrs suddenly finds himself disgusted by the sight of hair…. Nasty and stringy, full of tangles, filth and probably bugs. He wants to get nowhere near anyone and considers the cleanliness of his own as he begins to scratch it.
Beldet imagines in his mind a large wedding, the sound of flutes and piccolos meandering through the cheers and smiles of the crowd. Beldet grimaces at the thought in his mind and separates himself from it as much as he is able.
The party leaves the pool, Keldon and Sasha behind to investigate the sound of the door. They find it wide open, and hear another deep sinister laugh clearly. Madmorsight takes some of the pots and pans he found from the ruined keep and fastens them to the doors, hoping they will provide an alarm if the Goblins and Orcs should breach the dungeon. Elora studies the glyphs and wards carved within the walls. She took at some charcoal and parchment and began to rub the carvings onto the paper. Kyrs and Geddren helped.
Meanwhile, Sasha pushes the body of the orc into the pool and asked more questions.
The party returned to the room with the pool to find Sasha on the other side of the room, cowering away from the shallow water.
“Whats the matter with her?” Beldet growls.
“Don’t know,” Keldon answered, “She pushed in the orc and drank from the pool. Then she went hysterical. Crying about how the waters were scary, drowning and other nonsense.”
Sasha mumbled, “Just keep me away from the waters.”
“Well, I guess the Oracle knows more about the orcs now,” Kyrs states as he pitched a silver coin into the pool, “Let’s she what she knows.”
The pool glowed and the Oracle spoke, “Outside there is a large standing stone, if you can go out there and speak words, I can provide the destruction of the army above.”
“But there’s too many of them up there, how are we supposed to get past them to the stone?” Geddren questioned.
Kyrs lighted up with brilliance and pulled out the pouch given to him by the faerie lord. “With this! The invisibility powder.”
Keldon nodded in agreement, “Yes, but what of their sense of smell?”
“I’ll rub the bodies on me, that should help,” Kyrs said.
The party left the caverns and gathered beneath the hatch that led back to the ruined keep. Sasha was left behind with a single torch, as she refused to cross the water. They asked to use her magical cloth and she agreed.
Kyrs then rubbed as many bodies on him as he could, then pulled out the pouch that contained the invisibility powder. It dripped with flickering specks of light that pushed the darkness away for brief moments. He opened the pouch to find a brilliant light. Inside with the powder was a small mirror and a tube. Madmorsight took down his pots and pans from the hatch, Beldet helped by putting them into the magical cloth.
With a loud sniff, Kyrs snorted the magical powder of invisibility and began to fade away before the party’s eyes. All of his clothing and possessions also disappeared. He quietly climbed the ladder.