Vaelor / Thyl'ith / Lotharia Campaign

Saturday, August 18th 2012

This session began with the Wardens of Steel stepping through Paran’s dimension door and stepping onto the odd island in the middle of the river. There was no man, only what turned out to be a devious trap which saw the heroes fall from the material plane into the abyss. It sucked. It’s dark and hell is hot. This saw Paran chew through 18 levels of spells in order to safely deposit the 5 adventurers onto the ground and then back up and through the orange rimmed portal which Paran remarked was slowly closing. Once back on the material plain, the heroes were underwater and drowning in their gear. Some tried to swim, Paran levitated the whole party, and Kaelen attempted to see his body go in different directions with the Rod of Lordly Might. Once free of the river and ashore, the group regained themselves, completed a quick recon and headed back towards Army Groups A, B and C. They made contact with a large elven patrol attempting to find there missing brethren. Wardens of Steel threw in with them and eventually discovered that the elves were snatched away by something overwhelmingly evil. This was unnerving.

Once returned to the army, they woke the king and relayed their story, with each giving their own account. The king ordered sleep to be had by all. The next 4 to 5 days saw training goals being made and met, friendships being worked on, new followers being introduced, cohorts being interacted with and general wartime camaraderie. The early afternoon of the 5th day saw an attack at the rear of Army Group C. Kaelen, Paran and Baderon galloped to the scene only to find men fleeing and being savaged by a horned devil. Knowing that only they were able to act against the fiend, an eager Kaelen and resolute Paran used dimensioned door to land upon the monsters back in order to force it to the ground while stoic Baderon rode furiously to the suspected point of impact. Unable to maintain their intial holds, Kaelen and Paran fell from the somewhat alarmed airborne jerkface towards the ground. The two rolled towards each other and Paran placed them right back upon the fiend’s back. This time, holds were maintained and sword blows began to fall upon the devil. The devil tucked its wings and chose to attack Kaelen who happily accepted the violence as the 1200lbs of devil, man, elf and steel plummeted to the ground. At the last second, Paran saved the falling pair from impact with a spell while their foe smashed into the ground. The three combatants rose and prepared for the Tilt o Whirl. The devil unleashed black flames and then took flight, bringing an abrupt end to a fast and intense exchange.

The session ended with Paran, Baderon and Kaelen helping and directing the regroup and healing of men. The devil flew off into the coastal sunset.


Devils flying off into the sunset has a nice ring to it.

Saturday, August 18th 2012

You’d think that too, wouldn’t you, evil DM?! It does have a nice ring, though… Perhaps you can edit its book it writes during its 100 year sabbatical from teaching deceit, tyranny, murder and evil entitled “Lessons on being blown up by a Tormtar Paladin: The worst 18 seconds of my eternity!”


Saturday, August 18th 2012

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