Tales of T’Regnor

Session 22

Real Date: August 5, 2003

Game Date: August 5, 319 R.A. (Reign of Amesh)

Characters & EXP Earned:

P.W Lightfoot the 2^nd-level quickling faen unfettered (Dawn) – 200 EXP

Lola the 3^rd-level human cleric (Amy) -- 200 EXP

Les Du Jour the 2^nd-level elf fighter (Hugo) -- 200 EXP

The Adventure:

After mourning Cecil for a month. Lola gathered up Les, who had not been adventuring for quite a while, and another from Volkam, a quickling named P.W. Lightfoot. Together they returned to the dungeons. Lola meant to explore the Dancing Skeletons inn some more. Unfortunately, she hadn't made a map to it, so the party had to find its way by memory. After a couple of wrong turns, they finally found the door.

Soon after they entered, the bones on the floor of the ancient inn rose again. Five skeletons attacked. After a quick battle in which both sides struck blows, Lola turned them. Afterwards, the party spent an hour painstakingly searching the rubble inside the inn for valuables. Then the door to the inn swung closed by itself! Someone was trying to nail the door shut from outside. Les rushed to the door and started hurling himself against it. On the second try, he bashed it open. The enemy had not had time to secure it very well, and took to his heels before Les could spot him. Knowing he could go only one way, the party ran back towards the dungeon's entrance, but didn't find the culprit.

Afterwards, they spent another hour searching the inn, but found nothing. To prevent another incident, Les removed the door from its hinges. A pack of odd rats wandered by, turned tail and ran, spraying him like skunks.

There was a very interesting chamber adjacent to the inn, along the sewer line. It had a very wide doorway, and a strange purple growth on its floors and walls. P.W. crept in to investigate, and quickly swooned and collapsed. Les and Lola pulled him out and woke him up, unharmed.

They finished their journey by investigating a pit with a metal bar that hung over it, decided at last not to cross. They returned to the surface a little poorer, having found no treasure this time.