Divided By Zero

Running Time Line for rest of the world

Prologue: Unknown

Cŵn Annwn: Unknown

Rats in the Walls…: Unknown

Filth: Unknown

The Secret Sharer: Early Spring, 1379 DR. Mulhurand has completed the conquest of Unther (under the influence of the Black Pharaoh). Baldur’s Gate under siege of the Rat plague.

Almayar’s Folly: Late Spring, 1379 DR. Mulhorand prepping for war against Thay. Amn and Calimsham have begun a “cold war” vying for trade routes. Amn has entered the Sword Coast under the guise of protector. Waterdeep has done the same, but has backed down under Amn’s overwhelming force.

The Rescue: Early Summer, 1379 DR.

The Inheritors: Mid Summer, 1379 DR. Mulhorand increased the mining of Chaos Stone, and the construction of black pyramids.

The Shadow Line: Mid Summer, 1379 DR. Baldur’s Gate succumbs to the Rat Plague. Amn has sealed off access from the city, and only sanctioned persons are allowed in. The rats have begun gnawing into the earth, a huge gaping pit in the center of the city.

The Heart of Darkness: Mid Summer, 1379 DR. Adventure takes the players to another plane, but they can only discern it as “Pandemonium.”

An Outcast of the Islands: when the players emerge from the ruins of Nitzer’s ruin, the year is 1383 DR, spring.

The explosion of the Silver Knight occurs in mid autumn, 1383 DR.

The Sword, the Shield, and the Banner: Unknown

The Condemned: Unknown

The first and second blades: Unknown

Rabbit Hole, pt. I: Unknown

The Plantation and the Forest

The party gathered their items and broke camp, heading in the direction that Logan’s map recollection showed.

After a few days, the saw a huge building in the distance, as the approached, they found the estate to very well maintained, gardens and water features all around – yet no sign of any animal life. The gardens went on for miles, and when the came upon the mansion, they saw a mansion built for something truly immense – 30ft doors, three rows of windows, making them guess that this building consisted of three floors, and the building height of at least 120ft.

They peered through the gap below the door, enough room for Bordy to shimmy into… followed by Logan. Darkness, nothing but darkness…

Kelmar and Alaric, waited outside, no word from the other two. They then shimmied in as well… Darkness.

The party was seperated into two groups, neither could see each other. Until Bordy’s eye saw a wisp. With the other group, Kelmar saw a wisp…

Kelmar and Alaric were trying many different things, and Kelmar used a spell that transported him… right next to Bordy and Logan. Alaric was all alone.

As the men tried to reason what was going on, a giant, golden man of stunning beauty appeared before Bordy, Kelmar, and Logan…

Alaric, alone, started seeing what appeared to be flashes of light… he shouted and raved, casting spells to avail.

Kelmar, Bordy, and Logan were fighting this giant, Logan having been transformed into a disgusting, debilitated form. The fight was going poorly, the giant having the upper hand. Bordy saw a flash from somewhere, and instictively his silvered hand reached out and ripped the fabric of reality…

Alaric saw a silvered hand appear, it grabbed him, and pulled him through a rip. He was now standing in the middle of the fight.

The addition of Alaric helped turn the tide, and soon the party vanquished the giant. Using Fyerbas, the fire blade, they dispatched the giant into nothingness. The sword then turned from a blade of fire, to that of water. The darkness dissapeared, they were in the mansion.

The mansion began to crumble, the party made their way outside. Everything on the propery began to wither away into nothingness, and soon there were in a field, as if nothing had ever been there.

They made camp and recovered from their wounds. Logan recovered from whatever diseased form he had assumed. The next day they continued on to the next point.

… the forest became thicker and thicker, slowing movement to a crawl. Deciding that haste was most important, they party… well, they started the forest on fire. Flames consumed the thick forest, and for three days they survived in a magic hut Kelmar had created. For three days, the men and horses resided in the shelter. On the third day, they emerged and continued on through the burnt out forest. As they travelled, six vulture like creatures flew down from the sky assaulting them. Two killed all the horses, the other four on the men themselves.

The battle was being won by the party, but their internal fortitude was being drained… that is when Kelmar saw her. A nine foot tall woman approaching the battle, he witnessed her vomit, and from her vomit two more vulture creatures appeared. She did it again…

Logan rushed her, and was able to inflict great pain upon her. The rest of the party dispatched the vulture things… Logan was almost fallen, having gone to his knee before a rush of adrenaline allowed him to renew his effort one last time. A green beam her, and she faded into dust. All eyes followed where the beam had come from, their vision resting upon Kelmar who had just finished reciting a cruel and terrible spell.

The party began gathering themselves, but soon began to witness the pile of dust reforming. Alaric remembered “the blade!” And stuck it into the mound of dust, ultimately dispersing it. When he withdrew the blade, it had changed from water, to what can only be explained as Holy Light.

The party made camp in the ashen waste, longing for respite…

Blood and Offal

The party had followed the scavengers back to the village of Haverhill (approximately 400 people, based on the housing they saw), and slept the night at the local inn (just known as “The Inn of Haverhill”.

The following morning, the party went to see the local authority – the mayor, Enolf. The discussed what they had seen, and regional history. The mayor was once a warrior in the armies of Karolus.

Enolf explained that the darkness and dreary miasma came when the six demon/beings arrived (the party became confused at this, as the memories that Logan retained had eight). The party explained that they had killed two, so only six remain. Enolf stated they mist be mistaken, as there were only six to begin with, and with each coming the world grew darker. The party showed Enolf the sword relic they recovered that has been used to kill each of the beings – a sword Enolf recognized as belonging to one of the Companions.

The party concluded that the only way to leave this world was to complete the “prophecy” and kill the remaining six. They pulled out the map that Logan drew, and upon looking at it, Logan said the map was wrong – stating that is not the map he drew, as the memory etched into his brain is different. After discussion, the party left Enolf, drew a new map, and headed in the direction of Logan’s new memory…

Enolf had supplied them with horses and supplies, and after a day and a half or so, they sighted a crimson tower. They approached cautiously, and inspected, able to determine the tower was build of blood. Huge globules of blood started raining down upon them , forcing them to retreat from the tower. The party discussed different approaches, and decided that Kalmar would attempt to breach the “blood wall”. As Kalmar approached the tower, a 19 foot flayed man came out of the blood and attacked the party. After some heroics by both Bordy and Alaric, the party was able to defeat the flayed giant. Kalmar took out the relic sword, and decapitated the giant. Upon the giant’s death, the blood began to congeal and scab. The party left the area to recover, before making on to the next way point…

About 80 miles north, the party came upon a huge pit of waste… the stench was overpowering, but things being as they are, they knew somewhere in this pit, their next target lie. Heading towards the center, the party soon encountered, a huge bloated, monstrousity. So huge, they found they were actually standing on it’s body… the fat of the creature attempted to absorb members of the party, and allow morbidly obese, the creature had a beautifula face and attempted to beguile them… after a hard fought combat, the party emerged victorious, and once again used the relic sword to completely slay the demon.

They party then decided to make way back to Haverhill, to rest, refresh, and replenish.

Gray House

The party had just completed defeating the Rat/Wolf creature, and was spent…

They tried going further towards the center of the city, but the unnatural darkness and unnatural silence seemed to be a barrier of sorts, according to the map, the walk that should take an hour or two has taken far, far longer. The party turned back, and was out of the darkness and silence in minutes…

They must have made an error in directional reckoning, for where they entered and exited were not the same. The landscape and setting were the same to be sure, but the buildings and roads were a bit off. The same dreary sky, the same ruined buildings… except for one… a few hundred yards away, a largish building, three stories high… and an outline of light from a possible shuttered window…

Upon inspection, the building is more like a mansion (similar to: https://www.forbes.com/sites/keithflamer/2017/10/26/3-extraordinary-garden-townhouses-hit-paris-market/)

The party entered the mansion, the interior completely destroyed, except for one room on on the west side of the first floor – walls and door undamaged. While searching the floor, the party was attack by some sort of oozes, each filled with debris. After defeating the oozes, the party inspected the door. Bordy determined via both his roguish and arcane skills that this door could not be opened without the proper key.

Logan, impetuous, ran up the stairwell to the second floor, only to have a large slime fall upon him. The party fought the slime, and soon noticed that the slime was feeding off magic… and then another slime fell into the fist slime, making the fungus even bigger. After a hard fought battle, the party was able to defeat this glowing, anti-magic slime.

The party found another stairwell heading up, with a locked door. Logan attempted to bash the door down but failed. Kalmar, using his elfish strength, easily knocked the door off its hinges.

Bordy went invisible and entered the room, the room was the entire third floor… a large purple rug dominated the center of the room, and alter on the carpet, and a cloaked figure kneeling and chanting.

The figure did not react to any audible stimuli, just continued chanting. Bordy and Logan went up opposite flanks, while Alaric and Kalmar walked up to the kneeling figure… noticing that the carpet was a bit “squishy” or perhaps damp.

Alaric put his hand upon the kneeling man, and the man fell over – not a man at all, but a cloaked effigy. Immediately psuedopods erupted from the carpet, the alter opened into a giant maw filled with teeth. Alaric was immediately swallowed whole. Kalmar found he was stuck to the carpet. Bordy and Logan attacked, Logan noticing that his sword was being gripped by this thing – whatever it was – but had the strength to pull it back. After a series of feints and hits, with the party mostly on the receiving side of things, Logan summoned up ferocity not seen before and destroyed the beast in a savage attack.

Combat had been severe and nearly deadly… the party – especially Alaric and Kalmar battered. whatever this beast was, after its death, it turned into a gray lump of flesh-like material. Underneath the beast was a treasure trove:

Thousands of coins, 11 gems, two potions – one orange, one brown, 20 fine arrows, and a golden key…

Surmising that the key opened the door on the first floor, the party proceeded cautiously back down…

Bordy used the key and opened the door – a waft of rotting organic material came out of the room, along with a fine mist. Obscured by the mist, another slime.

Kalmar retreated to the flanks, Bordy, Logan, and Alaric blocked the slime from leaving the room and fought it…

Unnoticed, the mist rolled out, and almost too late engulfed Kalmar who had breathed in the noxious fumes. The rest of the party defeated the slime, only to realize that the mist had engulfed Kalmar…

The mist instantly solidified into, what can only be described as a “slime tree”, and immediately battered Kalmar, who fell to the foul thing. Alaric, Bordy, and Logan came charging to the beast, to save their fallen comrade. The creature, on the verge of defeat shouted out in a language that Bordy understood – “I yield. I have treasure!” Bordy relayed the creatures attempt at yeilding, but Alaric and Logan would have none of it and pressed the attack. The creature returned to mist, and retreated out the door, and floated away.

Alaric revived Kalmar, and the party rested. Bordy did some investigation into the room, and returned to rest. Kalmar, being an elf and not requiring rest, stood by the door on watch. His elf eyes spotted a group of humanoids (4 or 5) advancing cautiously towards the mansion. Kalmar woke the others, and they all stood at the ready.

The other group came up to the house, and spoke words of peace. Kalmar was able to determine that these men were no threat, and only scavengers looking for items that would help their village. During the discussions, Bordy mentioned that the room had treasure…

Thousands of coins, a magic shield, a magic robe, and a book radiating immense magic – but could not identified.

The other group helped the party, and led them to the village of Haverhill…


LOOT: 1000’s of Gold and Platinum Pieces
11 gems
objects d’art
20 +1 Arrows
Potion of Fire Breath (orange liquid)
Potion of Hill Giant Strength (brown liquid)
Magic Round shield, +3
Robe of Stars
Unidentified book that radiates strong magic, that has not been opened….

Party advances to level 10.2

Rabbit Hole

After the battle with the flying giantess, the party made westward. Soon they came into a forest and there they found themselves surrounded by halflings…

… an unsteady stand-off occurred, until finally a halfling that spoke the Common tongue arrived – a one-eyed halfling, whom some in the party recollected in a past life as Pawls, the Black Dog.

Pawls had no recollection of the party (to no one’s surprise, as when they met Pawls, they inhabited different bodies), and did not seem to be anything like the Pawls they remembered. He seemed helpful and friendly. The party also met a satyr – Emrys, who served as the defacto leader of the tribe,

The party was taken back to the hidden village, and there they were resupplied, and Pawls told them of a once great city that had been “swallowed and folded in upon itself…”

Senones – the once Eternal City

Pawls will tell them of a place, deep and dark, where no good exist. This place once had many living souls, long destroyed by the Formor, and cursed by them through the power of the Black Pharaoh.

The party travelled to Senones, and only Bordy’s otherworldly vision allowed him to see the city. The city was folded in upon itself, existing in dimensions incomprehenisible to their minds. Bordy’s hand ripped through the fabric of space-time, and created an opening to the once Eternal City.

Senones has corruption, fell, and ruinous. Umbral.

In Senones, the party encountered huge creatures that resembled trees. After a long combat, the party was victorious – unsurprisingly.

The party retreated into a building for shelter and resting. In the building, they found three books, scripts that made no sense. Kelmar packed these away. The building was determined to be some sort of chapel, and surrounded by a graveyard. The party packed up and moved on towards the city…

The closer they moved, the darker it got… the party retreated from the darkness, and three black shrouded humanoids were upon them. They were able to defeat these creatures, and a giant rat-wolf humanoid sprang upon them…

The battle took its toll, but the party was victorious. The rat-wolf was wearing an amulet.

Amulet of Amile: amulet functions as a healing device. It stores 30HP, that can be used in any increment. This recharges on a long rest.

The First and Second Blades

Logan return and told the the others what he remembers: Memories of Karolus

He was also able to draw a rough map: Ääd

The group made their way to a “way point”, along the way they came across a group of humanoid creatures… pustules all over their bodies, guttural sounds, rag-tag arms and armor. They unfurled a banner, and began some sort of ritual prayer… Alaric tried to comprehend their language, but the divine powers he possessed proved to be no help. Logan went to approach them, and the humanoids turned and attack with feral ferocity…

… after the groups victory, they found a rusted blade, wrapped in cloth. Kalmar, thinking the blade held significance, purposely nicked himself with the blade, and developed an irrational fear… they had found Plouraunce, the fearing blade.

They continued to the way point, where they came upon a solitary tower, with no door and no windows. Use of magic allowed them to make their way to the top, where the found a door. They opened the door, and found through a series of trial and errors that both space and time were different based upon whether or not they observed from inside or outside. After an untold amount of time, the party all gathered inside of the tower, made their way down and found a forge. Standing at the forge, was a tall (9’ to 10’) man – the most striking man they had ever seen – weilding a blacksmiths hammer and pounding out silver. The Smith sensed them and attacked. After a hard fought battle, in which the Smith had some sort of power of compulsion and curse, the group overcame him… they found amongst the Smith’s possesions, a caged Deep Gnome – Bordy (later they learned that Bordy was from a place known as Oerth – the land of the great city of Greyhawk. Surely a mystery to be delved upon at a later date…). Bordy silver-handed, and silver-eyed. Similar to both the once Grom and Gustaf. bother wither-handed and wither eyed…

Whilst rummaging and sacking the forge, the Smith arose and fought the party again. They again were able to defeat him, and in a moment of clarity they remembered the Memories, and stabbed the fallen Smith with Plouraunce. The Smith melted away… perhaps finality… the Blade Plouraunce morphed into a shining, Golden Blade – Munyfycans.

The party, now with a new companion – Bordy – made for another waypoint. Along the way, they fought a magically changed bear (six legs, a horn, and ice and snow powers?!?!?), and came upon a much taller tower – 100s of feet into the sky. While looking for a way in, Someone spotted what appeared to be jellyfish floating down at them – shrieking and causing mental anguish. While fighting of these “jellyfish”, a tall winged woman flew down and pounced upon them.

They battle was hard fought, and she too, had the cursed powers of the Smith. She too had the same weakness to the Blade Munyfycans, and was dissolved by its killing blow. The blade then changed to sword with teeth: Savanguine, the jagged blade.


The Condemned

…with all the statutes now facing and pointing at “O”, the party will need to inspect “O”. On inspection (DC 15), they will notice that the limbs are not actually attached to the statue, they cannot pull the limbs away. Another inspection (DC 18) will reveal rope “burns” on the wrists and ankles of “O”.

The players will have to tie ropes to the appendages, and essentially quarter “O”. All must be pulled at the same time. Upon successful quartering, “O” screams…

The gallows… 12 hanged men (revenants) rush into the temple.

Upon defeat of the revenants, statutes B through M are now all in praying positions, facing the effigy. O has been ripped asunder. A is no longer mounted on his horse, but at the effigy, his face in tears, his right hand raised in prayer, his left upon the face of the effigy.

Logan sees that there is a “ghostly” image superimposed upon statue A. He touches it… and disappears… approximately 30 seconds later he reappears, but states he has been gone for a loner period of time… he begins to tell the party what he experienced…

The Sword, the Shield, and the Banner

After awakening from the blast, the party finds themselves not where they were… a stagnant land. There is no life to anything, but things are not dead. The clouds do not seem to move, the wind does not seem to blow. In the air, the faint scent of death…

It is a hilly area where they stand… the north mountains, to the south, dry scrub lands.

As they gather themselves, Gustav is not with them… no trace of him anywhere. Someone remembers a fleeting memory… an echo of thought…

“… we were once four, then three, and four again. We died, and in death were an angelic three. We fought, and were sent back, and upon arrival, the fourth was found dead…” and then the memory fades…

The party will make their way to the temple, and begin the investigation.

1. The deep well…

2. The gallows… 12 nooses.

3. In the temple, it will be deduced that the statue of Karolus is missing a sword, a shield, and a banner.

4. Noises in the well… the shield.

5. To the north of the temple, a mountain pass… the banner.

6. The sword can only be found by giving the banner and shield to statue “A”. …

Upon placing the sword, the shield, and the banner in the rightful positions, a wave emits from “A”, all statues stand, turn to face “O”, and point at him. “O” has turned, his back now towards the effigy, his sword now broken at his feet, and his arms and legs outstretched, like an “x”.

Out of the Frying Pan / Up and Over / the Plague / Death (again) <summation>

For Brevity (narrative lost)

  • Party found themselves in Amn.
  • Framed for crimes, and wanted in Amn.
  • Found a new companion with a secret – he had the arm and eye curse that afflicted the long dead Grom.
  • Found a secret mountain pass, that led to a Hill Giant steadhold.
  • Found a magic mirror in the streadhold, one leading to ice, the other to fire.
  • Used the mirror and found themselves at the base of a volcano, ran away from the Fire Giants.
  • Made their way to Tethyr, secured passage to Baldur’s Gate – which was under seige by Amn.
  • Found that Baldur’s Gate was not under seige, but under quarentine. Death was everywhere…
  • Entered BG, found an enclave of survivors.
  • The man running the enclave looks exactly like Nitzer, but does not have any of the mannerisms.
  • Party defeats “the Father”. seemingly ends the plague.
  • Party charged with escorting survivors to the north.
  • Days along the march, the party (and refugees) attacked by the Armored Men in Bronze, who also have a cart with a statue made of the “black stone”.
    a. each death of Man in Bronze, sent a spark to the statue.
    b. after all the M-i-B were killed, the statue awakened.
    c. after a long battle, and the party severely weakened and on the brink on death, Hasty Al launched himself (with pike in hand) in a last effort bid to destroy the statue. The pike pierces the statue, and an explosion occurs, engulfing all…
An Outcast of the Islands
Act II, Scene V

Mission: Survive… and find a way home.


  • Grom the Wretched, and his faithful wolf Grim
  • al-Mayar
  • Smizz
  • Murg the Insane

Major NPCs:

  • None

Minor NPCs:

  • None


  • An unidentified plane.


The party is on the “boat”, traversing throughout the plane. The party sees other “islands” in the distance, some below, some above – all are passed by…

… with no sun, no moon, no stars the party has no idea how much time passes. Finally the “boat” comes to rest upon a floating island, shrouded in a fog…

The voice of the Servant is heard: “Head to the center,” the Servant says, “there you will find the gate. I do not know what lies before you, I am not privy to those thoughts or dreams…” The party disembarks into a swirling mist, as soon as they touch the ground, the landscape changes… the party no longer stands upon the “boat” – in fact the entire planar ocean is gone, they stand upon a barren land, hard red ground and a deep purple sky. All four horizons are the same – flat and featureless. There is no sun, no clouds, no moon, no stars, no wind. Lifeless. Barren. Besides the party, there appears to be no life.

There is a howling wind, that blows simultaneous from all directions, this land is a land of madness…

The party traveled for an indeterminate amount of time – and in a flash, two giant status… the size of titans were suddenly in front of them. Two statues frozen in battle, one an orc, the other dressed in only what could be described is Mulhorandi. Just as fast, they were gone… Night and day happened like the flick of a switch – there was either light or night. In the darkness, fires did not illuminate the darkness.

The instant days and nights went by – each day bring a new “vision”: Bones… Battles… Large “tentacles” on the horizon that could only be seen when not looked at directly, until one day break saw them at the base of a giant pyramid, topped by a golden throne.

All around the party, an echo of an image of an army all bowed before the throne… and a giant ghost on a man in black and bronze strode towards them and sat in the throne… he thrust out his hand, and the army was blown away. The pyramid crumbles, a crater where it once stood, and in the basin, a pool…

The party crests a hill, and down below is a lake. Waves flow through the lake, in directions that do not seem possible, a swirling cacophony.

Voices are now heard…

The Lake of Voices

DC 18 Will, or run towards the lake and dive in…
Large Undead (Incorporeal, Psionic)
Hit Dice: 11d12 (71 hp)
Initiative: +7
Armor Class: 14), touch 14, flat-footed 11
Attack: 4 incorporeal touches +7 melee (2d6)
Special Attacks: Psi-like abilities
Special Qualities: Incorporeal traits, undead traits, unnatural aura, vulnerability to sunlight
Saves: Fort +3, Ref +6, Will +9
Abilities: Str —, Dex 16, Con —, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 15
50% chance to ignore any damage from a corporeal source, except for force effects or attacks made with ghost touch weapons.
Its attacks ignore natural armor, armor, and shields.
At will— concussion blast (two targets, 3d6) ego whip (2d4 Cha damage, DC16 Will for half. Failed save dazed for one round)
3/day- mind thrust (7d10, DC Will to negate 16*)
1/day— psychic crush (DC 13 Will, fail HP goes to -1. pass damage 3d6).
The save DC are Charisma-based.

Upon defeating the Caller, the waters calm, and in the center of the lake, a little patch of land (that was covered by the chaotic waves) is now visible.

The lake is shallow… or the water very dense, because the party is able to walk to the center without the water going above their waists. When they get to the island, there is a a stone circle, about 5’ in diameter. In the center of the stone, is a hole about 10" diameter, and unknown depth…

Grom’s new arm is the key. Once put in the hole, a lever can be grabbed and pulled, the circle will swivel open, revealing a ladder leading down… The party hears the music of flutes playing, as they go further down, the music get louder, and more chaotic… and then stops.

This place smells of rotten meat… garbage… filth… the passage way “east” looks as if it were gnawed, rather than mined.

The party fought its way through the entire warren, every size rat was encountered, including the dreaded mother. After hard fought battles, the party was able to muster up the power to kill the mother.

At the bottom of the warren, the party encountered… a “thing” playing a flute… a sort of chaotic mimic that kept switching forms, and attacked with both sound and pseudo-pods…

37 hp
3 initiative
AC 20
Attacks: 6 @ +8, 1d8
3 10’ reach
All saves +7
Special Attack: awful flutist, 2d6 no save
Special Defense: fast healing 2,

After the “thing” is killed, the body melts away, leaving only the flute behind. In the rear of of the room, a statue with many arms arrayed as if it were playing an instrument… In center of the room, a statute of a “something” with appendages extended, as if it were meant to hold something… The players place the flute in the statute, a loud note plays, and the walls and room disintegrate, and the rest of the “world” begins to melt away… … in a clearing. Where ever they were, it was dark, overcast, perhaps night. They made camp, and Murg, long quiet and somewhat maddened, spoke: the connection with his God was strong, they were home… As their senses adjusted, they smelled death. Following the scent just a few short moments, a wisp of smoke was seen in the sky, they headed towards it, and soon they came across a giant mollusk shell – a large hole in it’s side. Dead bodies strewn about – bodies of Nitzer’s guardsmen. They entered the shell, to find that inside was their “home”. After searching, and finding no survivors, they came upon Nitzer’s office – and within, the body of Nitzer. He had a hole the size of a grapefruit in the back of his head and nothing inside it. The Black Orb in Grom’s backpack rolled out of it’s own accord, became amorphous and went into the empty skull of Nitzer. The body lurched, the head lifted, the eyes popped out (to be filled by the Blackness), the mouth open and a piercing scream… a scream that shattered the walls of reality… of space and time…

… A great battle, three beings (amongst a larger host) engaged with a great evil, one’s greatsword piercing into the skull of the Elephant God. Another’s maul crushing through the torso of the Man Who Speaks with His Hands. And another’s magic blasting the Great Indescribable (a swirling Chaos, manifesting as many shapes, colors… thoughts and sounds… imaginable. Swirling in the center, and man in robes… or an amber armored man… or something else, laughs, screams, cries). The General of the host commanding an assault, that all of host concentrate of the Indescribable. The fight went on, more and more dying (one handed Tyr swallowed by yellow… the Flame incarnate Kossuth turned into a forgotten memory… Shar and Selune melded in a single cacophony of screams), until only the General, Arin, Hector, and Manus remained.

“We have failed again, my brothers. This realm falls to (undecipherable), as others countless times before. You must go, you must remember, you must not fail again… one of you stand with me, the other two retreat to the past (or did he say future). Go. Now!” A portal opens… two retreat through the collapsing portal, while the one reamining and the General occupy the action the Indescribable. The Indescribable becomes an infinite tower of pulsating limbs… becomes a single man… yellow cloth, blacked tentacles envelope the General. In his final act, through agonizing screams, he rips the head of offlutes the one hand who remained… and throws it through the portal, just as it collapses.

… three now stands in Nitzer’s office – their true selves revealed – the desiccated bodies of Grom, Murg, Smizzmar, and al-Mayar lie on the floor… a dead wolf. Nitzer’s withered body (sans face) upon the desk. A layer of dust… how long has it been?

The party moved, taking anything of value they could – books, gems, jars of liquid. All the while the faint whisper of a flute Three, alone in a forest, not knowing where they are… and tasting freedom for the first time since their awakened memories….

This marks the transition from 3.5/Pathfinder to 5e.


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