Tomb of Horrors (Greyhawk)
Keith Francis Strohm
Kaerion Whitehart used to be a robust paladin, yet sins of the earlier have solid him faraway from the sunshine. including an elf mercenary, he now survives through the may of his sword alone.
In trade for a hefty handbag, the 2 associates conform to accompany a band of patriots right into a tomb haunted through worry and legend. They quickly locate the project turning out to be past their regulate. As warring factions vie for the last word prize of a long-dead wizard, Kaerion unearths himself stuck among dying and redemption.
9 Shadows, yet he knew that the roots of its real power went past darkness to the guts of Nothingness itself. lengthy have been the months that he wrestled with the secrets and techniques contained in the Minthexian Codex, till he had ultimately pierced its veil of puzzle. Harnessing the facility of its historical rituals, the cleric equipped a spot of safe haven, a sanctuary from the predations of the previous One and his puppy demons. In time, others got here to the monastery’s desecrated grounds, drawn by means of the facility he had.
starting. they'd face many risks in this trip. Kaerion basically needed he knew which hazards might end up the best. Blood bumped into the silver bowl. Durgoth sighed with impatience because the sorceress endured together with her arrangements. Scrying was once by no means a simple task—especially whilst the objective used to be a mage of the top quality. He understood the necessity for particular precautions, however the girl had spent many of the morning locked away. The doddering mage and his silly partners had left.
“No,” he controlled finally. “My da saved me clear of guardsmen up to attainable. He most well-liked my studying find out how to continue his ledgers and debts instead of any guns work.” The defend captain’s gradual clearing of her throat advised Kaerion simply precisely what she considered that suggestion. He came across himself smiling, just a little, at Adrys’s noticeable pain. “Well lad,” Landra stated, completing her lecture with one ultimate admonition, “see to it that you just poke the pointy finish into whatever that attempts to chew.
search lies many weeks to the south, past the dominion of Sunndi. i've got already contacted a few affiliates of mine. we will meet them within the Nyrondese urban of Rel Mord, and from there we'll strike out for the monstrous Swamp.” “Good,” Durgoth stated. “Will we've got trouble last inconspicuous within the city?” He motioned, indicating the golem in the back of him. “No, blessed one. The partners who will accompany us on our trip understand a number of, let's imagine ‘less-traveled,’ methods into Rel Mord. And, like.
Bored defend had already moved directly to the subsequent individual in line, waving the 2 tourists in with an impatient shake of his halberd. “They needs to take their tasks very seriously,” the elf acknowledged with a grin as they undergone the stone gateway. Kaerion easily scowled at his buddy. Disgust with the soldier’s visible laziness warred along with his personal painful stories. there has been a time whilst he might have referred to as the gods’ personal thunder down upon somebody serving lower than him who shirked his tasks so blatantly,.