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| A dark cloud of something wicked is converging upon your position quickly. |
Atop the small bronze tower, the ogres-turned-werebeasts tear each other to shreds, unable to stop the beast's call within them. Sornë is indeed victorious. The ogres of the final iron tower, seeing their demise written in the stars, begin to attempt escape just as a lightning bolt strikes it. The siege weaponry and the ogres themselves are charred beyond recognition.
Meanwhile, Vulture's clever poisoning tactic pays off, as both Haargarth and himself fight ever on, blades and war cries savaging the beast...
... just as Haargarth then grabs the Oak Wand of Illusion and climbs the statue of the Marilith! The treasure placed in one of the statue's six hands...
And you are correct. The final two statues state this, then proceed to grab the Iron-Chi-Medusa in their stony deathgrip hands, letting the Oak Wand of Illusion fall to the swamp below. Vulture frees himself before the statues' indiscriminate hands can rip him apart as well!
The statues begin to sink into the swamp, but before their mouths vanish beneath the muck, they cry out, "LET NOT YOUR GREED BE YOUR DOWNFALL! BOW TO THE POWER OF THE ONE!"
Then a quiet silence... followed by a distant chorus of shrieks for off in the distance. The instant this power scream hits your ears, the tentacled horror expediently retreats into the muck!
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| "Heresy, or Loyalty?" |
A dark cloud of something wicked is converging upon your position quickly. You hear the beating of wings and the clicking of claws, the gnashing of teeth. Just then, the spectral bridge between you and the true tower solidifies to black crystal... the open portcullis entryway awaits...
What are you doing heroes? Grabbing any more magic items? Proceeding back to the strange chamber Haargarth found? Proceeding into the tower. Standing to fight whatever is coming? CHOOSE!
Note: I did rolls, but in light of lack of time, I'm forsaking posting the tech stuff in lieu of keeping this going!






