Let's get ready to rumble!

A tense evening passed as we awaited the upcoming fight early the next morning. Janith was up before dawn already saying blessings and prayers for those about to meet Wee Jas face to face this day. We were preparing for the worst. Nallac and Janith began laying down layers of blessings, invocations, and wards upon the group as they entered the elevator platform. The clanking of chains ticked down the time before the fight. As we reached the top we instinctively scanned the opposing forces. A squad of elven archers, a mangy looking band of gnolls, and a trio of mounted knights. Knowing what a danger the knights could pose we decided to head to them first and then swing around to the archers.
As soon as we finished our planning, the battle started. Gnolls snarled and began loping across the arena floor towards the elves while the elves launched a nasty volley of arrows felling one of the gnolls before it knew what hit it. Seeing them preoccupied we turned our full force on the mounted warriors and Ash let loose with potent blasts of fire eliminating the knights mounts.
The leader fought on, but it was a losing battle. The whole affair was over rather quickly.
The survivors of the other two groups were too worn out to put up much of a fight.
Unfortunately more souls went before Wee Jas this fight than in any previous tournament match. When you are used to fighting for your life it is hard to hold back.

After the fight our manager came down to talk with us. He said that he had other motives for asking us to fight in the tournament. Seems like his sister was friendly with Loris Raknian last year during the tournament and she has been missing since. He wanted us to find out what happened to her. Without much discussion we agreed as we were planning to be doing some investigating already.

We snuck out of the holding pens under an illusionary disguise. We discovered a section of buried ruins with a stone seal in one wall. Breaking the seal we encountered some ghasts and warning runes telling of more undead down one hall. We chose to explore the other path which led into what appeared to be an old drainage tunnel. Slimy oozes dropped onto us from above, but proved little more than a warmup of what was to come. The tunnel dead ended leaving just a sloping drainage tunnel as the only way to continue.
We slowly scaled the slippery slope pounding pitons into the wall and using ropes to scale the slick surface. Snorri lead the way his stout form seemed to give him extra purchase on the slime coated floor. When we reached the top of the drainage sluice we found it to be the bottom of a pit that opened up into a small room above. However the worm encrusted Sons of Kyuss had been waiting there. Snorri was struggling to provide a way up to the ledge where the zombies were as he was avoiding and smashing worms that the zombie threw onto him. Not as skilled at climbing as Snorri, many of us ended up taking a bumpy ride down the chute.
The zombies started swarming all over the ledge above Snorri and he was forced to retreat down the slope as supernatural waves of fear were breaking up any reinforcement he would get.
As the party was forced to retreat and regroup and our spell power was fairly depleted we all decided to return to our rooms and rest.
The next day we had no fights to worry about and we are able to devote all of today into exploring the area with the worm-ridden zombies. This time better prepared for the waves of fear we had little trouble storming the drainage sluice and into the above complex. There we met a hiddeous mohrg and a tiefling priest. They put up a tough fight, but eventually fell. The priest mangled by Solara's deadly accurate arrows.
It definitely looks like we are in the right place, now to collect some information.