SESSION 177 – November 15. 2017
After closing the doors on the shadow elves, we discern that there are 200 levels to the top. We elect to go straight to the top and avoid all the other levels.
We are soon halted and poison gas rises at our feet, we have perhaps 5 minutes before it is high enough to impact Axel. Prix and Edan set to work climbing up 30 feet to a door and hacking the controls. Edan realizes there is some sort of barrier/force field protecting the lift. The rest of us use large sacks to fill the cracks and empty our bladders to slow the gas even more.
Nash asked Serithaz to questions Wednesday about the poison gas. Wednesday is certain that is it deadly, but not the deadliest he had encountered. It is also flammable.
Edan and Prix manage to stop the gas. Suddenly a beserker plummets from above and hits Prix, who manages to dodge the worst of it. Yet she is severely hurt. Nash, Rallion, and Axel each give her two of their healing potions to help her feel less ragged.
Edan manages to lock off all the other doors, and prevent them from knowing that we are coming. We rise and rocket swiftly upwards, the lights of the controls at the doors of each level rushing by.
Suddenly we are in a giant glass tube surrounded by balconies full of information reliquaries. Two undead fire giants with rocket launchers spot us, but they do not fire until the elevator is past the section of glass tubing. (The glass tubing is familiar to all who ventured under water in the pirate cove.)
The ceiling is rapidly approaching, but as we feel we are about to hit, the ceiling opens and we slow to a stop. The ceiling is actually the floor of the Command Lounge. It is a two level lounge. The level we are on has couches and tables, and there is a balcony for the top level. The ceiling is a hologram showing Xenotel with slogans in ancient dwarven proclaiming the greatness of XenoTel and how he will bring them back to life. There are images of information reliquaries with spirits of the dead rising towards XenoTel. There are also many pristine banners like those rotted ones some more seasoned members of the group have seen in Xen Khel.
On the balcony to the west is a sign – Network Command and Conclave Hall and to the east Lord Marshall’s Residence and Conclave Hall.
Before us to the North is a now undying Chug Nourris, missing his eyes, in addition to the top of his skull. Chuq holds a spear to the throat of a living, though worn Bellisente, threatening us to hold. Nash will have none of it and casts Hold Person. Prix is changing to dragon form, preparing to breathe fire.
The balcony has a dozen undying and automata. Our level has 4 undying fire giants, and 2 beserkers, and perhaps 40 undying and man sized automata.
We have lived to reach the summit, can we live to rescue Bellisente, and defeat the Silverthrones, disable the orbital defenses, and save the world?
Follow Me, And Die!, you’re on a roll with these summaries — another excellent one worth 600XP for Rallion. The party seems to have turned into some kind of badass commando team over the last few sessions; very different from the cautious explorers of Xen’Khel!
Edan points at the clock, looks up to the sky as if addressing some omnipresent being, “Hey, you’re the one who gave us the timer.” Looks at everyone else (including the bad guys) staring at him and says, “What? Don’t tell me you can’t hear him.” {awkward pause} “Seriously? He just gave someone 600xp, whatever that is, for describing the battle” {someone coughs nervously, some shuffling of feet} “OK FINE, be that way, ” Throws the mini portal on the floor, “I’m outta here,” and jumps into the portal with a huff. 😉