Session #38 – Thursday, October 1, 1372 (DR) Third Age, 6:30 p.m.

The party takes a short rest then reaches the top of the stairs to hear the sounds of battle outside the tower. Peering out, they see that the ash giants are under attack from a battalion of wizards and warriors wearing chainmail. The heroes decide they are more closely aligned with the giants and rush to their aid. The invading force is put down. One of the giants introduces himself as Langor. He thanks the party, offers friendship and answers questions. Langor tells the adventurers that the Cyrilia is a formless being from another world, whose craft crashed in the foothills of the Smoking Mountains thousands of years ago. He warns that the now smashed tower was once its home and that some said that the tower was itself the remains of the crashed space craft. He says that the Cyrilia is a concentrated form of consciousness, likely to overwhelm any that come near it. He warns that if the party intends to confront the Cyrilia, it is unlikely that they will survive in their current state. Langor gives Oriseus a piece of strange metal. He says that although the ash giants have a spiritual connection to the elements of this world, the metal is not of this world and thus they have no connection to it. He explains that there is more of this metal in the pile of rock now dominating the center of the complex.

Langor and his companions are mining the “magical” rock from the tower because there are vestiges of consciousness in it. They are using the stone to build their new palace far from this location. Oriseus tries to establish a mental link with the foreign metal. He discovers that the metal has no consciousness per se, but it seems to convey a sense longing. When asked if the tower still exists or whether the Cyrilia is still present in the area, Langor answers with the strange words, “there are shadows.” He apologizes and says that is the only way he can put it for he himself does not really understand what he is sensing. He also says that the builder of Inverness was overwhelmed by the Cyrilia’s “consciousness.” The giants grant the party leave to continue their work below the surface. They seem satisfied that of all the “small men” likely to be coming for the Cyrilia in the days to come, the adventurers are the least objectionable.

The party conducts a short search among the debris in the center of the keep’s courtyard. They find several more pieces of the foreign metal. Oriseus keeps it, thinking that it might be useful for some kind of armor smithing. One of the giants finds Namfoodle hiding in the rubble. Namfoodle thanks the giant for alerting him to the fact that the party was departing so that he could rush to join them. The heroes descend into the fire quadrant of the dungeon complex. With almost superhuman luck, the group discovers a walled over section of the hallway. After hours of digging, they break through and find a burial crypt full of skeletons. In the middle of the bones they view a stone dais with a sealed sarcophagus. Atop the sarcophagus is another human skeleton holding two daggers. When Dinsdale approaches, the skeleton atop the sarcophagus rises and charges as if to attack, but almost immediately disintegrates under its own weight. Dinsdale takes the daggers and they reveal themselves to be the Blades of Cormyr – an ancient artifact of great power. He tucks them away. Coming out of the crypt, the party comes upon a 60’ trench full of oily black liquid. In the left wall, in front of the trench, is a metal panel holding two levers. One of the levers has the image of a skull engraved above it.

Dareus thrusts both levers upwards at the same time. Initially, stepping stones allowing passage across the trench rise out of the fluid, but immediately thereafter, the liquid bursts into enormous flames making the trench impassable. Dareus pushes both levers back down and although the party can hear the stepping stones retracting, the flames remain. The session ends with the party standing before the burning oil at 8:30 a.m., Friday, October 2, 1372 (DR) Third Age.

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