Forgotten Realms: Age of Worms
Old Observatory, Assault on the Necromancer, Session Eleven
I sat in nervous anticipation while enjoying a glass of Sembian red; the heroes stood at the stairs leading to the necromancer. The fight was about to be joined, and I had a bird’s eye view of what happened. Grog attempted to sneak up the stairs, but the Necro was waiting for them, he sprung his trap as the Half-orc reached the top of the stairs. Four powerful zombie specimens erupted from strange preserving tanks. Three were troglodytes and one was a hulking Bugbear specimen. The zombies reacted to the commands of the Necro, as he stood in the back protected by a lone skeleton wielding a rusty scimitar. Grog hurried back down the stairs, and the party appeared to be indecisive, except for the Air Genasi Wizard Azeryth; he quickly levitated up into the observatories domed ceiling and began casting magic down upon the Necro. It was shortly after that Nyphystra the Aasimar Fighter and Grog the Rogue Barbarian stepped into the fray followed by the summoning Druid Cha’ti. Twexlin the Ranger from the Dales readied and watched the rear for any possible danger. The battle bloody and brutal, Grog and Nyphystra tried to hold a defense of the stairs, while Cha’ti summoned wolves to harass “Filge”, and help Azeryth. While Twexlin tried to fend off a Troglodyte zombie who had leaped down upon the bottom stairs attacking with vengeance. A well placed Grease spell took the necromancer and his skeleton down, but it only lasted a moment before the Necromancer retaliated with a Spectral hand and spells of his own. One of the druids’ summoned wolves was able to trip up the Necro, but a lethal blow from the guardian skeleton slayed the wolf in one deadly strike. Azeryth dropped back to the floor of the room, and continued assaulting the Necro with a wand of magic missiles, but he was then attacked by the skeleton and offensive magic from the Necro. Between Grog and Nyphystra and some well-placed heals from the druids healing wand they were able to maintain attacking the Bugbear and Troglodyte zombies that harried them. Twexlin continued fending off and picking away at the lone Trog zombie but it was slowly getting the best of until he was able to get a alchemist fire to bare. The ranger attempted to seek healing from the druid and took a nasty blow as he skirted the Trog zombie. Cha’ti realized the situation was bad and was able to continue healing his comrades as they came close to death. Azeryth was able to destroy the skeleton that had previously injured him with a strike from the scimitar, but took the effects of some necromancy spell. Azeryth drank a healing draught just as another Trog came to attack him, but with a well-placed summoned wolf by Cha’ti he was saved. The wolf did not last long under the assault of the Trog Zombie, but by this time Nyphystra and Grog had just killed the Bugbear zombie. Nyphystra moved to attack the Necro but was intercepted by the Trog zombie that just attacked killed the summoned wolf. Grog continued to fight zombies, but he was getting punished by heavy handed slam attacks. Cha’ti continued to heal him, and between the three of them they were able to dispatch the zombie who had nearly killed Twexlin. Filge injected himself during the battle that appeared to heal him, so when he looked to attempt to inject himself again, Azeryth pulled his wand of Shatter out and shattered the glass tube before the Necro could inject himself. This obviously was the turn of the fight, the Necro used what spells he had left, a ray struck Nyphystra, and more touch attacks guided by his Spectral Hand hit Cha’ti, but the young heroes prevailed and was able to kill the remaining Troglodyte zombies. Filge attempted to make a deal, but when he realized it was not going to happen he leaped from the third floor attempting to take his own life. The Necro barely cracked his head on the stone floor, but it was enough to incapacitate him. The party took stock and quickly manacled Filge. The epic battle was a pleasure to watch, I was very impressed with how the heroes were able to fight through the ebbs and flows of the fight. I downed my wine, and smiled to myself as I watched the party search the room and lick their wounds. What would happen next? I looked forward to hearing the party interrogate the crazy Necromancer.
~ Talon’Var Kreshyn
26 Mirtul, 1374 Year of Lightning Storms