Beiinors Campaign/Session 12

## [ Session 12 — 07/02/2023 ]

**Adventure Log Entry 760, Quilled by Maria Giordano, Paragon of Perdition, Terrible Tiefling Trovatrice, etc..**

*“Fire is the origin of life - the spark of civilization. Unseemly fear of it reflects not only cowardice, but also a fear of change, of progress, of community... and of order"*

– interview with Claudia Fiorio Marinelli, Nidheim Minister of Labor

In truth, I was glad to be rid of the city so soon, in equal parts due to my restlessness there and a hope of avoiding the consequences of Ozymandias' planned gathering at Sempso Manor. Optimism leads me to believe that it will be a bust, but resolution will have to wait, as we have set out on a new adventure - the Tamer's Guild job.

I've never pulled a gig for the Tamer's Guild before, but this one seemed straightforward - clear out a cave of undead and report back. Classic do-gooding with substantial reward (1000g!!!).

We came upon the cave about midday; Katamira did some preliminary scouting of the place before Kithri, one of the new recruits, walked boldly (and blindly) in, followed by her partner-in-boldness Ozymandias. It was clear immediately that this cave was extra-ordinary; strange crosslike markings adorned the walls, and the presence of a door and other structure indicated that this once served some purpose. Once we entered the antechamber proper, we gained some hint - numerous scales scattered about and placed in reverence marked this cave as devoted to Kelemvor, the God of Death and Passing. My mind instantly went to John Dark, who I suspected we would miss even more than usual in this endeavor.

This initial room was similarly marked with defacements, including what appeared to be some kind of heretical poem (copied below):

*Forgotten in death*

*Forgotten by Death.*

*Enter to rise once more*

*For He shall light the way.*

Kithri elected to make off with the most prominent scale, one tied down in the tradition of Kelemvor's judgment. After leaving the rest of the room well enough alone, we scouted ahead to the proceeding doors. Bolt heard the telltale clicking, creaking, and clacking of the risen undead. After the team prepared for engagement, Paavo opened the door and battle ensued.

A group of skeletons, fishmen, and a mummy greeted us, having been made aware of our entry. I reacted with trained quickness, loosing a bolt at the nearest skeleton and empowering the hearty Paavo with a potent Dragon's Breath spell. He was...less enthusiastic about this fiery power than I had hoped, but made good use of it all the same. The team was able to make quick work of the foes - Kithri particularly proving her worth by dusting two skeletons entirely (note: research the functions of necromancy that would allow this).

I was met with some unexpected reactions from the group, however - apparently, Paavo and Ozymandias did not take kindly to the judicious use of fire by myself and CharlesGorth. Ozymandias notably was resigned to the fetal position for the majority of the encounter, and met my sympathetic approach with a wildly flung fist. He seemed to recover after comfort from Kithri and (shockingly) Getheron, but...this poses a problem. Fire is a wizard's favored tool, and our group is fortunate to hold two. But we must press on.

In this room not much of value was discovered - a diary in very old common and some gold pieces. The next room promises a groaning, shambling threat - and our next move is clear.

*To Be Continued...*