Where evil hides
After regrouping and recovering in Greyhawk, we make our way to the Wormcrawl Fissure.
A canyon etched into the earth far beyond what we can comprehend. Thick oscuring fog hangs in the air a thousnad feet below us as we peer down the edge of the cliffside. We are not ever going to find anything down there in that mess.
We decide to start at the beginning and descend to the opening of the fissure. As we enter the cloud everything seems so far away. We keep one hand on the person beside us to ensure that we don't get lost in the fog. After what seems like hour trudging through the darkness Moonbrook holds up her hand in an attempt to halt our advance. Unfortunately no one can see her gesture. Her keen elven ear detect a voice in the fog ahead. Its vocalizations muffled into a dull drone.
We begin to spread out hopeful that we will be able to find each other again. The voice continues for a while as we try and approach it. Zinzo unleashes a fireball into the fog hoping to flush the thing out. A sudden powerful gust of wind coupled with a searing blast of flames disclose the ancient red dragon we spied attacking the giant fortress.
Another dragon with mottled hide and a fang filled maw loped near the giant red. As we face off against the red dragon, the fang dragon launches itself upon our mages. The terrible bites sap the vitality straight from your bones. A few snaps and Xaan collapses to the ground. Zinzo narrowly escapes the deadly fangs. He dimension doors close by me seeking healing. As Nallec and Slivik are dealing with the red dragon effectively I move over and restore some of the vitality to Zinzo.
The fang dragon was not to be disuaded, it bounds over to us and begins rending through my armor. The flashes of light as its claws and fangs tear through my protective mantle. I frantically try and keep myself concious. The dragon is relentless and the last I see is its fangs clamping down on me once more. Zinzo also mauled by the dragon is able to grab ahold of my arm and gesture. Both of us appear hundreds of feet away from the battle. Zinzo begins pulling out healing potions in an effort to staunch the flow of blood onto the ground. We bought the others enough time to take down the red as they are able to turn to the blood soaked fang dragon.
We fall back to recooperate as I meditate to call Xaan back to life. We need to keep pressure on Dragotha and his minions so they are not able to escalate whatever plans they are working on. Hopefully the fog does not return by the time we do.
A canyon etched into the earth far beyond what we can comprehend. Thick oscuring fog hangs in the air a thousnad feet below us as we peer down the edge of the cliffside. We are not ever going to find anything down there in that mess.
We decide to start at the beginning and descend to the opening of the fissure. As we enter the cloud everything seems so far away. We keep one hand on the person beside us to ensure that we don't get lost in the fog. After what seems like hour trudging through the darkness Moonbrook holds up her hand in an attempt to halt our advance. Unfortunately no one can see her gesture. Her keen elven ear detect a voice in the fog ahead. Its vocalizations muffled into a dull drone.
We begin to spread out hopeful that we will be able to find each other again. The voice continues for a while as we try and approach it. Zinzo unleashes a fireball into the fog hoping to flush the thing out. A sudden powerful gust of wind coupled with a searing blast of flames disclose the ancient red dragon we spied attacking the giant fortress.
Another dragon with mottled hide and a fang filled maw loped near the giant red. As we face off against the red dragon, the fang dragon launches itself upon our mages. The terrible bites sap the vitality straight from your bones. A few snaps and Xaan collapses to the ground. Zinzo narrowly escapes the deadly fangs. He dimension doors close by me seeking healing. As Nallec and Slivik are dealing with the red dragon effectively I move over and restore some of the vitality to Zinzo.
The fang dragon was not to be disuaded, it bounds over to us and begins rending through my armor. The flashes of light as its claws and fangs tear through my protective mantle. I frantically try and keep myself concious. The dragon is relentless and the last I see is its fangs clamping down on me once more. Zinzo also mauled by the dragon is able to grab ahold of my arm and gesture. Both of us appear hundreds of feet away from the battle. Zinzo begins pulling out healing potions in an effort to staunch the flow of blood onto the ground. We bought the others enough time to take down the red as they are able to turn to the blood soaked fang dragon.
We fall back to recooperate as I meditate to call Xaan back to life. We need to keep pressure on Dragotha and his minions so they are not able to escalate whatever plans they are working on. Hopefully the fog does not return by the time we do.
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