Our Journey began the 11th of Coldeven, 599 CY.
Last session it was the 12th of Sunsebb, 599 CY.
Our Merry band consists of the following:
Adira, weretiger monk,
Akono, human gamba fighter,
Alexander, human swashbuckler,
Alianna, olven wizard,
Elzedar, mongrelman rogue
Emerald, human fighter,
Firax1s, fraal psion,
Kitiana, human cleric of Mystra,
Omi, human druid, and
Tahiri, human jedi.
Discovering that magic was unlikely to turn the tide against the Ioun Beholder they faced, Tahiri returned downstairs and was first to enter the fray. Though she was struck by several of the creatures eye rays and weakened, she persevered and with a little aid was able to smash the construct. Firax1s gratefully gathered up the dead ioun stones for his own use.
A more careful search of the crates upstairs revealed that they contained all manner of bizarre items, some of which Firax1s identified as ‘chaositech’, an ancient and obscure branch of technology that his people had vowed to eradicate. He contacted his kin, and was given an hour to clear his companions from the tower, as it would take that long for them to arrange for it’s absolute destruction.
A further search of the upper cogs of the fortress located more ’tech, a lab, a surgical suite, and an abandoned barracks compound, from which the hobgoblins their quarry had been allied with obviously departed in great haste.
Eventually venturing downstairs, they found the cellar dominated by a large pool of water, through which only a distorted image could be perceived. As they watched, a large bubble rose from the surface of the water, rose about a foot above the surface, and then popped, sending out a visual flash of distortion that momentarily shorted out Tahiri’s lightsaber.
The first of the three doors revealed a chamber containing only the moldering bodies of three hobgoblins. The next door was kicked open just as Elzedar finished unlocking it, sending him sprawling. Soon afterwards, the door closest to where the healers and magical support was clustered opened as well, and from each of these rooms came more of the disguised Caberen, and a variety of other constructs, and finally, Progilius himself.
Low on almost everything but wands, the party still managed to smash it’s way through their opposition, eventually defeating Progilius himself, though this required Kitiana to expend her entire store of spellfire, knocking herself unconscious in the process. A quick search with various Detect spells got them out of the fortress with about 40 minutes to spare, and, as advertised, what looked like a meteor smashed the fortress flat right on time.
The group then returned to Dantredun, losing Adira along the way, the night before her lycanthropy would have again driven her to madness.
It is the 20th of Sunsebb, 599 CY.