Knowing it was important, we spent a small amount of time studying the large cauldron in the middle of this room. Right from the start, we could tell two things about it: It was EVIL and born of some seriously powerful magic. Silvir, from reading the runes around it and such, was able to find that this was how they were creating an army of the rune-covered giants, which seemed to have innate magical abilities tied to the runes on them. He also was able to glean how to destroy it. Sadly, the means were not anywhere within our capabilities.
We had to leave the cauldron be, for now.
The next room was a dusty, spider-web filled room that contained a number of “empty” suits of armor. One of which seemed to be missing a head. We all just stopped at the entrance, wary of ominous feel of the room. One of the casters, I can’t remember which, tried to detect any magic in the room, and found that the headless statue was magical. Go figure.
Pile wanted to destroy one of the suits, so he started whacking away at the closest one. Important note: At this time, none of us had actually stepped into the room. Seoni decided she wanted to try and strip one of them (I’m still not sure why. I think she may have some weird fetishes.), and as soon as she stepped into the room and touched it, six of the suits, including headless, sprung to “life”.
I’m just going to put this out there right now; this was one of the funniest moments in my life. Seoni took a hit from the zombie occupied suit of armor and then Silvir opened up a pit right below the headless one, who in turn fell 50 feet down into the put below him. Seoni backed up towards us, and the other six zombie-suits hobbled over to us. One at a time, they each fell into the hole. From that point, we just picked them off one by one from up top, then grabbed the loot when the pit dispelled some minutes later. I still chuckle when I think about that.
Past that room was just a hallway. But of course halfway through the hallway, the talking furnace jumped up through the ground to attack us again. This time we were ready for him though.
Pile was able to grab a hold of him, and somehow hold him down while stabbed him from behind until he collapsed, dead. I’m so glad that was over. I was NOT looking forward to running around the rest of this stronghold having to worry about him popping up on us.
Further on we came to yet another hallway, one leading to some smashed in hallways and a door, and the other to a big fancy-looking double door with no discernable lock. It also reeked of magic something fierce.
Figuring something HAD to be on the other side of the door, with no keys, we decided to try and break the door down. Turns out, this would be later known as “The Mistake”. Once Pile rammed into the door, some bright ugly undead looking thing burst out of nowhere, screaming it’s head off, and next I knew, everything was black. My eyes were open, I was just blinded!
Fumbling back to where I knew the rest of us were we thought it best to high-tail it out of here. Silvir whispered the words to a teleport spell to me, and I was able to use one of his scrolls to get half of us out of there, the other half went with Silver. Unfortunately, we had to leave one of the dwarves behind. One bravely volunteered and ran back the way we came. Never to be heard from again.
I ported back to Magnimar, and I’m assuming that everyone else went to Sandpoint. The next day, those of us who were affected by the blindness spell were cured. We rested, resupplied, and ported ourselves back to Jorgenfist.
It was time to end this.