SSC Adventures in Epic Eberron

Balance Returns to Eberron

Once inside the monk followed the group and asked that they travel upstairs and get the survivors. He mentioned that he did not know who was up there and noted that a new monk brother Peter, had not been seen and did not know the building well.

Bavak tore some cloth into smaller folded pieces and wet them with water. He handed them to the group covered his mouth and traveled up the stairs. Once on the second floor, the group faced a smoke filled hallway.

A cracking sound followed by a loud boom sounded from the nearest room. Bavak launched a kick that smashed the door. Inside the group found a trapped monk under the debris of the collapsed ceiling. Neon and Thom joined in clearing the monk and patching up his leg enough for him to travel outside.

Within seconds, an explosion came from a door on the left and blew through the door across the hall on the right. Screams emitted from the hall on the right as a burning liquid spilled across the hallway and into the room. The group ran to help the distressed people and found two monks. One monk held another unconscious monk nearly completely covered in burns. The monk cried and begged that the group not let him die.

Thom tried to save the suffering monk and found his injuries to severe as the monk passed away. Neon convinced the other monk to save himself despite his protests. As the monk left sobbing he mentioned that he could hear the sound of Brother Peters birds, and that he may still be down the hall.

The group made it to the last room on the right and could hear the sounds of panicked birds from the other side of the smoking door. Thom opened the door and found several canaries in wicker cages flitting around. Neon busted open the shuttered window as Thom and Bavak released the birds. The birds quickly made their way to fresh air.

The group saw no sign of Peter, in the room. However, when they looked out the window, the witnessed a robed old bearded human with three canaries on his shoulder hobbling after a fourth trying to coax it to return to him.

The whimsical sight was destroyed when a loud boom from the forest beyond revealed Huer Ket traveling in bounding fashion towards the frail man. The group jumped down from the second floor window in time to see the flaming primordial fly over their heads and land near the main entrance to the monastery.

They followed to the front of the monastery and witnessed as Huer Ket devoured Azrukal’s unconscious body. Thom looked around for he faithful steed Secretariat, and could find him nowhere. The bard guessed that the horse had probably been eaten as well. In his heart, the bard hoped that maybe Azrukal and Secretariat would be joined wherever they ended up and live happily together.

Huer Ket made a shallow leap that landed him near Brother Peter who ignored the beast and finally caught the flitting canary as the fiery beast eyed him quizzically. The aloof old man suddenly became very aware of the creature and addressed him directly. The robed brother Peter told Huer Ket that he knew he couldn’t simply ask him to leave the realm. The old man tapped his staff on the ground and it burst into a blue lined silvery glow. Huer Ket told the frail priest that he would be destroyed.

The group immediately joined the old man in fighting the primordial and found that the aged man possessed healing properties that not only sustained their stamina, but also bolstered their attacks. With the help of Peters magic Huer Ket almost seemed beatable. Huer Ket grew frustrated with the lack of effectiveness to his attacks and slammed his giant fists into the ground. Where they hit, lava pools sprung to life. The pools birthed two giant fire beings who began fighting ferociously along side their master.

Peter answered the summons with a blinding light that once cleared left the priest in his true form, Bahumet. The platinum dragon let the group know not celebrate as it preferred their chances when they faced the tarrasque. The dragon tore into the molten foe with its claws and teeth.

The group began to focus on the new adversaries. However, before they could finish a single one, Bahumet began to show signs of possible defeat at the hands of the primordial. A bolt of light launched down from the heavens and the group noticed that the clouds of Oublavae had begun to vanish. At the impact point of the light now stood a stocky looking armored dwarf. The dwarf declared to the primordial that it had gained the attention of Dol Dorn. Neon lit up with a new motivation as his chosen deity not stood before him.

The dwarf charged into supporting Bahumet, as the group fell the first fire Titan. Huer Ket raged on its fire intensifying as it with stood the onslaught of damage. The group struggled with the other Titan finding their efforts quickly gaining ground.

By the time the second Titan fell, the group found themselves badly wounded and exhausted of healing magic. They now turned their attentions back to Huer Ket who despite the combined efforts of two gods still battled savagely. The battle still looked like it could go either way. However, luck was with them as they combatants landed a series of decisive blows to the primordial and drove it unconscious.

The fires of Heur Kets body flickered out for only a moment before alighting once again. A voice from near by warned the group to continue fighting him and that he was not beaten. From a nearby hill, Asmodeus stood with the Book of Vile Darkness in his hands. His words quickly became ancient and unknown as he began the ritual that would again send Huer Ket into a ten thousand year sleep. The blackened covers of the book began traveling up his arms as he struggled to control them.

An explosion at their feet let them know that Huer Ket had recovered. They once again combined their efforts to drive the creature into submission. However, as they neared that point again Thom noticed on the hill that Asmodeus lay on the ground with the book in hand unconscious. The books blackness had traveled up his arms and around the devil kings throat.

The bard yelled for Neon and Bavak to help him make his way to the book. Before the group arrived despite their best efforts. A new voice began the ritual. Pelor stood shining above the fallen devil and seemed to have achieved a power balance with the books evil as the blackness seemed to have stopped at his elbows. A thick green mist covered the monastery courtyard and restful darkness enveloped the group.

The group awakens to Pelor waving a glowing hand over each of them to revive them. Nearby, Huer Ket had returned to his blackened form. In a blink, Pelor teleported back to the top of the hill. He knelt over Asmodeus and waved his healing hand over the devil. Asmodeus’s stomach began to move in breath and his eyes flickered open.

The devil king wondered what the favor wound cost him and Pelor let him know that the moment was priceless. Asmodeus asked why he would be worth reviving and the sun god let him know that their relationship was a sound investment. He reached down and helped Asmodeus to his feet. Thom and Neon remembered not long ago Pelor kneeling at Asmodeus’s feet.

Pelor thanked his faithfuo hands and told Asmodeus that he would return him to the ninth layer of hell and place Huer Ket back at the beginning of creation. The three legendary figures vanished.

Brother Peter touched Thom on the shoulder and told him that balance was restored before one of the four canaries flew off of his shoulder. The old priest hobbled along behind the bird and tried in vain to coax it back to his shoulder. The robed man vanished into the nearby woods.

Dol Dorn approached Neon. The paladin’s God acknowledged his dual faith with confidence. He let the paladin know that everyone will know the story of this day, but that most will only take it as legend.

The Eberron God tasked Neon to bringing faith back to the lands. He then bestowed a taint removing boon on the paladin. Neon accepted Dol Dorn’s task to cleanse the evil taint from the land and vanished.

Thom returned to Sharn and found the remaining members of house Cannith brought to justice. The survivors of the demon invasion revered the bard and soon word spread that all members of the former royal family had perished. The people pushed for Thom to be their new king and he accepted after much thought. The bards business savvy rebuilt Breland quickly and brought its most profitable age.

The lighting rail was repaired and began construction under the control of the new government instead of private business and connected all nations like never before. Thom in turn was able to be the first truly international leader.

Under the new rule, Thom created a new single dragon marked house from the remnants of all houses. The bard sent emissaries to the south who after negotiations were able to return the warforge orb back into the Mornland. This action formed the First Nation to be created by warforge who pledged allegiance to Breland.

During the reconstruction, Neon made his way across the nations. Wherever he went he preformed the Dol Dorn miracle removing the stubborn traces of the demons from the lands. The people of every nation experienced the grace of Dol Dorn and eventually Neon was able to make Dol Dorn the favored God amongst the people of Korvaire. As the paladin grew old and weary of travel, he eventually founded the first national church of Korvaire. Neon was instantly voted and named first pope of the church of Dol Daylor.

Bavak simply said goodbye to the companions. The simple monk explained to them that his time as the hand of Pelor had given him a sense of purpose he hadn’t encountered before. He planar jumped back to Hestivar and continued his immortal life near his deity.

All these things came true to for these heroic figures.

Yet as the years of peace rolled by, far to the south of Eberron past even the massive fang mountains of Xendrick beyond the sight of everyone except one…one who can see.

Belashyrra, met with the rakshasa who slinked into the chamber of eyes.

This is what was said…

“Well Durastoran, is it not as I for saw it?”

“Yes, it is. I myself witnessed the shackles of the silver flame burned from my lord as Oublavae and Huer Ket stole faith and hope from the land. And as you said they would, when you let them live, these new rulers have drawn faith toward other deities in Eberron removing focus from the silver flame.”

“Good, then you have come as we discussed to remove my bond to this underworld?”

“It is as my lord commands. He readies in the east and awaits your council.”

“I have seen the dark dragons begin their migration towards him for your to command. Tiamat has kept her promise.”

“This world of feeble state will be brought to the second age of demons. Leave your underworld Belashyrra, the shadow in the flames awaits. Hail Bel Shalor.”

Azrukal, It Was Bound To Happen.

Azrukal landed on the bank of the lake as Huer Ket launched himself north in the direction of the city of Passage. The sorcerer emanated power as he approached the group.

Azrukal requested that the group leave the planet of Eberron. He told them that Oublavae was defeated and that the planet was now Huer Kets. Thom pleaded with Azrukal to send Huer Ket away and to not follow him. Azrukal let Thom know that his only desire was more power, and their group could not supply that to him.

The sorcerer became engulfed in fire and said that the next time they met, he would kill them. He then launched himself into flight after his master Huer Ket.

The group began the walk north following the primordial and his herald. During the journey, the began to see signs of Oublavae diminishing. Plants became uncovered, rocks emerged, and smaller pools of water became clear again. Truly, Huer Ket held the power to destroy immortals.

Smoke on the horizon clued the group to where their travels were headed to. Soon the vast forests broke into a clearing. At the other end of the clearing, a stone monastery with a large relief of a silver flame above the large door entrance. At the foot of it, Azrukal launching flames into the windows and doors screaming threats of refusing Huer Ket. Monks screamed as they ran out of the building burning alive.

The groups approached the crazed sorcerer. Once Azrukal noticed that his former companions had ignored his demand to leave. His brought his fire onto the group.
Bavak blasted into the strange Drow with flurries of fists and kicks that were answered with pure heat and fire. Bavak’s resistances to fire helped fend off the immolation while Thom and Neon surrounded the dark elf.

Three on one and still several blow and spells were exchanged before Azrukal fell to one knee. In an instant, he was alight and surrounded by a demonic shell made of searing flame. The heat was so intense, the group had to steady just to stay near enough to engage.

Azrukal’s movement sped up, and he began to deliver several vicious fiery attacks for every one received. Thom’s healing magic was all that kept the group alive versus the flames. The fight with the demonic version of Azrukal seemed to be nearing an end when from the nearby woods, a harsh coughing emitted followed by a gallop. From the nearly dead woods, Secretariat ran forth into the battle. The decrepit looking steed stopped so suddenly, it’s back legs raised up onto the front and spin around delivering a kick deftly to the demons face.

Thom was thankful to find his faithful horse still alive. The group rallied around the new aid, landing blow after blow into Azrukal until the drow finally fell to the ground. The flames died leaving the prone unconscious body of the orange haired dark elf. Thom greeted the old horse while Bavak and Neon wondered why he would even risk touching the infected looking animal.

Screams from inside the monastery brought their attentions away from the reunion. Thom charged Secretariat with guarding Azrukal’s body. The group then ran up to the front of the burning building. When they got there, a coughing monk gasped for fresh air. He begged the group to help evacuate the monastery. The group agreed and turned to enter the smoke filled door.

Oublivae's Epitaph

Thom struggled to pull the wench out of the collision with Huer Ket and managed to pull the front away. Neon had trouble with the sail and dragged it across the back of the fiery creature leaving only a charred stick where it had been a moment earlier. The Crusty Wench rolled and began to circle without control into the ground. Neon was thrown free on the way down.

After crawling out of the wreckage, the group found themselves surrounded by battling demons. To the north Oublivae and Huer Ket traded blows with the primordial obviously coming out on top. However, as the group battled amongst the lesser demons, they noticed that Oublivae did not seem worried as she was forced to continually retreat.

The hordes of Oublivae retreated along with their mistress and the forces of Huer Ket surged forward. The group chased along with the demons into a wooded area. They avoided taint slicks, vomiting demons, a hell vent, and several giant poisonous creatures. With the forest on firer behind them that emerge out the other side.

In front of them they could see Oublivae hovering twenty feet off of the ground and taunting Huer Ket. The primordial lept at the hovering demoness and straight through. Huer Ket discovered the illusion to late and soared directly into a lake filled with Oublivaes taint. Blackened tendrils dragged the primordial under the surface.

The group was beset by several fleeing fire demons and a large poison demon with Oublivaes general. As they fought on the bank of the lake, Huer Ket fought his way out of the lake.

The group was surprised by tendrils that attempted to pull them into the waters, while defending themselves from the barbed tentacles of the large abomination. Thom was grabbed, and Neon teleported into the waters. Bavak used his superior movement to help his companions out of the water and fought off the tendrils.

Oublivaes generals magic entered Thom’s mind and forced him to attack Neon as the paladin used awkward healing magic on him. Beyond their fight up the bank, Huer Ket broke free of the lake tendrils, and searched for signs of the hidden Oublivae.

Bavak charged back across the bank at the general and his pet. Thom regained his mind as Neon followed Bavak. Huer Ket looked to the sky and spotted a swirling amongst the clouds above. He launched himself upwards and the lake grabbed his legs slowing his ascent as Oublivae broke from the clouds and met the primordial blade first driving him back to the ground. The glave of Oublivae had pierced clean through her enemy and she pulled it free as Huer Kets fiery body dimmed.

The general and his pet finally began to show the effects of the damage they were absorbing. Thom charged up to join the group. Oublivae grabbed Huer Kets leg and made to throw the fallen foe into the lake when a fiery comet in the sky flew out of the clouds and stopped thirty feet up and released a gout of flames onto the two of them. The group could see that this was no mere comet. It was Azrukal, the dark elf they left on Vescallians pirate ship in the astral sea.

Oublivae struggled to toss the primordial. However, Huer Ket was rejuvenated and stopped her, pulling himself free from her grasp. Oublivae received a fist to the chin that launched her over the lake where her wings opened and stopped her travel.

The groups combined efforts paid off as the abomination fell followed shortly by his master. The groups attention turned again to the battle between the two immortals. With a whip like snapdragon her wings, Oublivae shot like an arrow toward Huer Ket. However, right at the bank Azrukal flew down upon her driving her into the ground at Huer Kets feet.

Heur Ket reached down and grabbed Oublivae by the head and lifted her up. He other hand joined the first and despite her struggles he crushed her head. Azrukal bathed Huer Ket in fire healing his master. Huer Ket then devoured Oublivae biting and crunching her up in five bites. Her body forever dead devoured eternally with fire inside the primordial.

Eberrons Own Demon

The wench crested the top of the mountain and the group saw what was causing the glow. Oublivaes taint flowed into the volcanic vents at the top of the mountain and flared up a bright orange as the planet itself repelled the demonic influence.

Thom continued following the trail of rot left by Oublivae down the back side of the mountains. The heat from the top of the Fang Peaks was shortly replaced by a sharp cold wind. Within hours, the group could see patches of snow. Before long they had pulled out their cloaks as they now traveled over a massive snow field.

By the middle of the day, the group found the demon tracks ended into a large snow field surrounding a fissure that was so deep the bottom traveled into complete darkness. All around the hole, were several small dug out dens with roof vents that sent one hundred smoke clouds up from the surface.

Thom landed the Crusty Wench behind a series of rocks that peeked out of the endless white. The positioning was perfect to hide the entire train from view. Shortly after landing, they discovered that Bavak had never seen snow and could not really comprehend sneaking across it. So Thom tip toed across and discovered that the demons were very displeased to be left by their leader in this frozen waste.

Thom returned to his companions who were having a snow man building contest and both failing. He relayed that Oublivaes taint indeed traveled into the fissure. The group set to sneaking over to the fissure. Thom was the first to enter, followed closely by Bavak, and much farther behind Neon clanked across the tundra.

Neon jumped head first into a snow bank and somehow made it all the way up to his ankles. The demons in the surrounding dug outs failed to see what had caused so much noise and soon went back to their warm fires. The nearby army ignored the following quieter noises that Neon caused making his way after that.

Inside the fissure, the group traveled downwards a few hundred feet before the humidity raised and the walls became covered with a combination of Oublivae taint and a blackish mold that seem to eat each other. As they traveled deeper, they came upon several dead creatures covered with taint.

After descending well over a mile into the crevasse, the tight path opened up into a massive chamber. The walls and floor had become more soft and flesh like. In the center of the area was a giant boulder that nearly filled the two hundred foot tall chamber. At the ceiling a quarter of a mile from their position, a flock of small beholders zapped creatures on the ceiling and scrambled to eat them as they fell.

Thom began to sneak across the area and was followed by Bavak slipping down to the level area with a tumbling Neon close behind. The beholders ignored the group and continued their feast at the high ceiling. Thom straightened up and walked normally toward the massive sphere of stone. Neon let him know that he was afraid that the rock was merely a giant beholder. However, the taint trail led directly up to it.

Bavak ignored the warnings of his companions and walked right up to the stone and began touching it. Right as he got to it, a large eye opened on the side of it followed by hundreds of smaller eyes. Each eye stared at the monk who was amazed at the structure. The deva called back to his companions that there was an opening where the taint led.

The group joined the foolhardy monk at the entrance and noticed that the eyes around it wept as Oublivaes taint tried to enter their sockets. They traveled together into the entrance and up a corridor that led fifty feet into the structure and into a large round chamber. In the center of the chamber sat a strange looking humanoid with greenish colored skin over his entire body all the way up to his shoulders where it became more human looking.

Thom recognized the man from myths of Eberron. This looked like Belashyrra The Lord of Eyes. This man who sat in front of the group was the one that lore spoke created the beholders among other abominations.

Belashyrra believed that Oublivae who had left instantly had sent the group in try and kill him. And summoned several beholders out of the walls of the chamber. The Lord of eyes sat casually during the fight sure that his minions would make short work of the group.

The fight was rough controlled by the psychic assault of the many beholder rays. However, the group finally destroyed the final enemy and turned their attention back to Belashyrra. The Lord of Eyes asked that they hold their attack. He told them he knew the smell of the silver flame and that they were not servants of the demon. He confirmed that the group would seek to end Oublivaes reign on Eberron. Thom confirmed and Belashyrra revealed that the demoness had traveled to south of Passage.

He then released them and told them to never return. The group spent the next few hours traveling back up out of the fissure. When they reached the top, they found that the demon army had packed up and began to travel north. The made it to the Crusty Wench and Thom portaled to the south of Passage remembering the murderous train ride that had taken him there a year ago.

The Wench emerged from the portal fifteen feet off of the ground and mere feet away from the towering inferno they now knew as Huer Ket. The primordial faced off against the wicked Oublivae in a combat that would surely end one of them.

Cannith's Folly

The group directed the Crusty Wench toward the tower with the intent on at least vandalizing the banner. However, as they approached, wizards maned the top area and began launching fireball spells at their vessel.

Thom brought the train in from below and set a hover above roof level. The group dropped down by means of ropes and found their attackers were not suited to start this fight. After dispatching the wizards and a couple of plague demons, they fought their way inside and chased off the tower guards. Thom directed their progress to the meeting room that had been used to discuss lightning rail terms. Inside, they found both Merrik d’Cannith and his sister backed into a corner of the room.

Thom grilled the head of the dragon marked house, asking if it was worth it. Merrik’s responses were mostly based in regret, however he promised to have a plan to get rid of Oublivae. Thom had heard enough and sent Neon down the tower to find other guards to imprison the two nobles. After paying all the remaining guards 3 gold each (more than they had every been paid) they gladly put their former leaders into a holding cell and pledged themselves to their new lord Neon.

They returned to the Wench and Thom directed the train southward. Merrik had claimed that his employees in Xendrik had claimed to have seen the demoness within the last day traveling southward.

The journey took the Crusty Wench two and a half days, meaning that their flying train was the fastest method of travel known on Eberron. They touched down at the base of the Fang mountains at a mostly hidden Cannith factory. On the mountain tops above them, the sky glowed a orange color. Through the jungles most of the way here, a trail of Oublivaes rot led them to the mountains.

Inside the factory, they found the Forman in change of the operations. He was easily convinced by Thom that they were on inspection mission by Merrik himself and told them everything. While there the group discovered that many similar warforge creation factories existed on other continents of Eberron. Merrik was creating an army that could fight back against the demon hordes. The Forman showed them the fifteen hundred plus warforge that had been manufactured already and proved that he was actually ahead of schedule.

The group left the factory and boarded the wench. Thom put the vessel into a climb toward the top of the mountains.

Home at Last

After landing, Asmodeus drew forth the book and a pouch of a black like powder. He carefully poured the sand into intricate runes and a circle around himself. He then brought forth a vial of crimson liquid and poured it onto the cover of the book and vanished by being drawn into the book itself. Asmodeus opened the book and he stared blankly as the ancient words dripped out of his mouth. The covers of the black book invaded the flesh of his arms with a blackness that began a slow travel towards his throat.

The group waited for what was to come and suddenly Asmodeus’s words cut off with a choke. The blackness of the book had traveled all the way up to his jaw line. Bavak charged forward and slammed his hand into the book from below. The book stuck fast to Bavak and the words continued only now from the mouth of the deva monk. Asmodeus fell into creations sands unconscious and still.

The body of the primordial began to smolder, smoke Thom and Neon kept a close watch on Bavak watching the books blackness traveling up his arms toward his throat. A moment later, Huer Kets body burst into flames. The ground around his prone body began to melt into molten glass. Asmodeus’s body lay in heated puddle.

Thom ran towards Asmodeus as Neon knocked the book out of Bavak’s hands. Huer Ket stood slowly up. The heat from his body increasing by the second, Thom knew he couldn’t stand near for long. From out of the pools of molten glass raised several fiery creatures who began attacking the group. Huer Ket briefly attacked the group before thankfully Asmodeus awoke and drew his attention away.

The group fought hard against the minions of Huer Ket before Asmodeus grabbed the book of vile darkness and exclaimed, “he will follow me.” And planar jumped away from the conflict.

Heur Ket roared and with a mighty leap launched himself into the portal of creation leaving the group alone on the island. The three of them boarded the Crusty Wench and Thom smashed a crystal into the helm. The finally were heading back to Eberron, back home.

The portal opened and the train soared once again into the skies over Sharn. However, much had changed. The entire city above ground was nothing but rubble. The sky had a thick dark cloud layer over it and a rot smell was in the air. The group held a slow course over the city and noticed one remaining structure, the tower of house Cannith. Hanging down the front of the tower was a giant banner displaying the bull head of Cannith on top of the Day of Mourning symbol…Oblivaes symbol.

The Sleeping Primordial

With a wave of his hand, Pelor transported the three of them to the crusty wench. He let them know that he would control the portal ritual. The crystal crunched into the helm and the crusty wench sailed through the portal and into the deepest level of hell.

Almost immediately flocks of demons soared towards them as Pelor screamed for Thom to take the helm. Pelor blasted the flock with a wide beam of light that ignited the demons dropping them into the shadows of endless dark sharp mountains that spread out to every horizon. Pelor pointed to a lone structure ahead of them, a giant fortress. He declared that it was called Malsheem.

The fortress stood larger in lone structure than the entire city of Sharn. From the tops of the massive chaotic building larger demons took flight. Pelor focused his beam down to a column a foot in diameter and blasted holes straight through the new attackers.

A voice sounded out from all around them. It was Asmodeus, he demanded that Pelor meet with him before he considered the visit an act of war. The demons pulled off of their attack and hovered above the wench as Thom landed it on the flat top of a tall tower. Asmodeus appeared on the top and welcomed them and with a snap of his finger teleported them to a private sitting room.

After serving tea, Asmodeus got down to the point of what needed to happen. Pelor asked that the demon king to awaken Huer Ket. Asmodeus asked what was the payment for him doing the task. When Pelor could not answer Asmodeus had the sun god beg on his knees. The group sat stunned at the scene before them as Pelor stood back up. Asmodeus told them that he was just about to contact Hestivar, as the dream that contained Huer Ket seemed to be reaching an end.

After a recent investigation, Asmodeus found that the primordial had killed all but one god in his dreams. Huer Ket had come only down to a battle with Asmodeus and the dream Asmodeus was losing. Asmodeus had a plan to wake Heur Ket and show him reality and place him back into the dream to begin his god war anew.

The talk with the demon king ended with Pelor agreeing to travel to Eberron and act as bait for Huer Ket. Pelor left after giving the book of vile darkness to Asmodeus. Asmodeus teleported the group back on board the crusty wench where the demon took control of the helm. He told them that Huer Ket lay at the bottom of the Pillars of Creation.

The wench plane traveled and was suddenly flying next to a massive funnel cloud of swirling air that traveled as far as their eyes could see in both directions. Asmodeus flew the wench into the winds and demanded that the group ready themselves as they would be traveling nonstop for over a day.

The abnormalities that afflicted the ship were many from storms of steel shards, to dodging random planar portals. The wench was even beset by many air elemental creatures. Finally the group traveled through a massive naturally occurring planar portal and into a space nearly void of gravity. Chunks of various elements seemed to for and grow in the air around them before traveling upwards into the portal.

Asmodeus flew the Crusty Wench down onto a lone island of sand that floated in the air slowly rotating but not rising. On the surface lay the sleeping primordial Huer Ket. His blackened humanoid body stretched out twenty five feet in length with nothing around him to disturb his slumber.

Pelor's Confession

The Tarrasque charged from the side cavern entrance and easily reached the group by climbing the wall. Bavak lept onto the creature while Neon and Thom dropped down using bardic flight powers. After landing, the giant beast leapt down with them and Bavak slid down its side. Thom already wounded to nearly unconscious dove into a pile of bones and crawled into a large skull.

Neon ran across the chamber and began searching another pile of bones and could not locate any that held holy properties. Meanwhile Bavak continued attacking the Tarrasque and dodging as many blows as possible. Thom sent healing magic across the area to support his comrades, but found that the safety of the giant skull to be his only hope of survival.

Neon made his way to the final pile of bones and with a prayer to both Pelor and Del Dorn, found a large dragon skull in the pile that held immense magic properties. Thom lept from the skull and ran to Neon. He held the dragon skull inverted like a cup and gently poured the wish fluid into the cavity. The liquid was absorbed and the skull floated to the center of the chamber and slowly became covered in flesh. Bones from around the chamber raised into the air and joined the skull forming the body of a dragon.

The group focused onto the Tarrasque and kept one eye on the reforming dragon. Their chances of survival diminished every second and after several minutes, a roar told them that Bahumet had been reborn. The mighty platinum dragon finally drew the attention of the Tarrasque. However, before the creatures could melee, Bahamut disappeared.

The group decided that they were most likely dead and resolved to see the fight to their last breath. The fight was interrupted moments later by Bahumets return. The dragon god dropped onto the Tarrasque and sunk its claws deep into its back and began to rip with his mouth. The legendary beast passed out.

The group immediately made use of the planar portal ritual and traveled back to Hestivar. Where they were ushered to a private meeting with Pelor himself. Pelor praised his servants on their success and prepared to reward them but had to clarify history for them.

Pelor let the group know that he, Erathis, and Ioun had teamed up to defend themselves against Huer Ket joining their realms together into one. However, when the day came that Heur Ket arrived, the fight was balanced and lasted over a year before Ioun was forced to retreat followed by Erathis a few days later. Pelor remained and was sure to die when Asmodeus arrived and used the book of vile darkness to repel and trap Huer Ket.

Pelor let the group know that it was not him who had defeated the primordial and it was not he who could use the Book. It was the king of the demons.

The Definition of Worse

The group walked back to Hestivar and found that Guionne had dropped them off very close to the city. Once inside the city, the group quickly boarded a skiff and were charged half the price of their former driver to travel to the cathedral of Aurosion.

Outside the cathedral, the three of them were mesmerized by the beauty of the structure that was so lovely it brought tears to their eyes. The group made their way to the main entrance and Bavak speculated on the wonders that people with the title Hands of Pelor would be privy too inside.

At the doorway, the group met a ghost. A human monk in tan robes named Delvin. The monk introduced himself and let the group know that he knew who they were. He told them that he was to lead them, and that the portal was nearly ready for travel.

The group was allow a rest and meal before being given three treasures that appeared on the portal room alter. The group received two Ioun stones and an amulet of Pelor. Delvin talked with them letting them know while they ate that the exalted of the gods had discovered the last location of prayer received by Bahumet and followed by telling them that the divination of the dead was much more powerful than the living.

Delvin told them that the portal room was ready, and led them to it. Outside the room, Bavak admitted to the group that he had been disappointed by the behind the scenes of the cathedral and that he knew they had noticed. He made a promise to not be so childish in the future. The door to the portal room opened behind him and one hundred exalted activated a rainbow portal. Thom told Bavak to close his eyes so as not to be disappointed. The portal sucked the group through and they found themselves inside a pitch black cave tunnel.

The group began to walk in one direction of the tunnel. Their travels continually brought them to more and more bones. Eventually piles of bones littered the tunnel. Bavak was the first to notice the sound of something ahead. He cautioned the group he had definitely heard something. The group slowed its advance and spread out.

After a short advance, the rest of the group heard the sounds as well. They strained and could hear the sound of bones being shoved or dropped. Before long they could now hear the thump thump of something large walking.

Bavak extinguished his luminescent body and left Neon in the dark who walked into a pile of bones. From ahead they could hear the thumping exit the tunnel to the left and suddenly begin to get closer from an opening nearby.

Neon froze as Bavak ran by with Thom close behind telling the paladin to hide. Neon charged after his companions blindly in the dark. Bavak noticed first sliding to a halt before the drop off into darkness and Thom hearing the slide began to stop as well. The two if them dove behind a large pile of bones as the paladin slid late and over the edge where his armored hands somehow caught him.

Bavak peek out from the bones and asked Thom what he was looking at. Neither one of them believing what they may be seeing. Neon behind them carefully lifted himself up to the edge and saw it. A massive thirty foot long triceratops like beast. The creature shove bones out of the side tunnel and sniffed the air.

The paladin lowered himself and whispered that it looked like a Tarrasque. Thom’s head reeled with the horror stories collected from all of the bards he had heard sing of the ancient ultimate beast of destruction. He though of all these stories and his next move was to flee.

Thom readied a flight spell and ran for the edge of the drop off. He lept from the side and grabbed Neon on the way down. He never even look back to see Bavak hot on his heels or or to see the beast roar with fury at the sight of intruders.

The tarrasque charged down the side passage and met the group at the bottom of the thirty foot drop off. Thom turned his direction of travel to go back up and found he creature had reduced his flight capabilities. The group grabbed the rock wall of the thirty foot drop at around twenty feet. A snort of air behind them let them know the tarrasque was about to charge.

The Hands of Pelor

The group watched the island motes of the Hestavar gradually dissolve into the distance. The fresh sea air refreshed their senses and for the first time in a while Thom felt at ease traveling across the water.

After nearly thirty minutes of flight the skiff driver turned around and pointed to a rough looking hand drawn map. He told them that Giounne had prepared the map for him and instructed him to take them out to a certain point of the Salts.
He then pointed to the direction of their travels and let the group know that the map led them into a massive storm ahead.

He continued the course of travel and was forced to lower his flying altitude to accommodate more visibility. The seas below the group was a raging torrent of waves. Without warning a massive wall of water raised out of the sea and the skiff driver pulled into a hard climb.

It was no use. The wall of water slammed into the small skiff smashing it to bits and throwing its passengers into the water below. Neon was completely disoriented and would have most likely swam to the bottom of the sea if not for the friendly hand of Bavak who pulled him to the surface.

With the monks help the two of them found a portion of ground surrounded by a whirling water wall that seemed to magically keep the water back. From out of the spinning water, a massive humanoid of cracked blackened stone skin that stepped into the area. Lightning danced across the sky, and similar electricity covered the surface of the creatures skin. In the center of the enormous creatures chest was a seal made from the combined symbols of Erathis, Ioun, and Pelor. The creature roared receiving a lightning bolt from the sky into its body and exploded sparks into the area surrounding it throwing Neon right up to the flowing water.

Suddenly Thom was thrown out of the raging sea and tumbling onto the sandy area. The group stood before the former herald of Huer-Ket. The raging storm Titan Nakheten. The fight began and was long. Thom found that each time it seemed that his healing magic was winning against the titans slamming electrical attacks a moment later either he or his companions would be on the brink of death.

Final as the group had all but given up to the titans ferocity, Bavak delivered several masterfully delivered punches and the Titan fell to the sand. After it fell, the blackened seal on its chest disintegrated and there in the cavity where a heart should be, lay the dark tome. Neon ran to the fallen Titan and grabbed the book quickly into a holding sack just before the surrounding water closed in.

Above the group the sky lightened the clouds dissipated and the sun shone again on them. The group made little discussion before beginning to swim back towards the direction of Hestavar. Luck was with them as a ship with Guionne on board sailed up and retrieved the group from the briny water.

Guionne was eager to look upon the book and grilled the group on details about their travels since the morning. The ship sailed for an hour before Guionne paid the captain to drop the group off outside of town and leave him a row boat. The group rowed ashore and Guionne demanded to see the book after all of his help.

Neon refused to allow the small devil to touch the book and Guionne revealed twenty plus hiding demons in the surrounding rocks. This time demanding that Neon simply give him the book of vile darkness.

A flash of light filled the entire beach and the surrounding demons screamed in pain. When the group regained their vision, all of the demons lay dead around them. Guionne quivered in front of them looking up and three massive humanoids in front of him. Two women and a man in the center, the scholarly looking women waved her hand and exclaimed "Begone servent of Asmodious. With that the small devil was gone leaving the slight smell of brimstone.

The three beings turned out to be the three deities responsible for the creation of Hestivar. Pelor, Erathis, and Ioun discussed what to do with the group and even allowed them to explain their actions. Pelor took the book of vile darkness from Neon and told them that they would have to prove their worth to him. He declared the group would be his new hands, and would travel to the cathedral of Aurosion. Once there, they would travel to the last discovered location of Bahumet and use the essence of a wish to bring him back from the dead. The group agreed and the three gods disappeared after warning them that is they failed, they would never again see them or the book again.

The group was left feeling a new heavy burden. But for the first time in a long while they felt pride as they were fighting for the good guys.


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