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Previously in Nightwick...
Blossom (Rogue 6)
Mayfly (Magician 6)
Liminal Space (Changeling 5)
Thekla (Magician 5)
Krupe (Cleric 5)
Yvgeny the Coward (Cleric 5)
Pataki (Grave Robber 1)
and THAT hireling...
AT THE MEDUSA'S HEAD...
Theklas appears to be afflicted with a spirit after a magical research mishap. The party decides to travel south to the town of Blackleg in order to seek help in removing the creature's presence much to Mayfly's protests: "Think of what you could learn!"...DOWN IN THE ABBEY...
- Deals Are Made: The meddlesome spirit offers little reprieve and the party is forced to strike a deal with it which they will regret do doubt (PC EDIT: And we did...) inorder to prevent it from continually spooking the horses.
- Abbey Is Not The Only Place The Dead Are Buried: A small investigation reveals a blizzard depression which could indicate buried treasure- our grave robber investigated and digs up two large buried urns.
- Not All Spirits Are Evil, Some Helpful: Mayfly consults the Thing-In-His-Pocket and the party learns there are things from the Abbey trapped in there.
- Better Left Buried-- By Someone Else, Not Us: After a failed fireball, the party decides to drive our holy sword down into the jars, hoping to destroy anything there, but spare the treasure. The plan is enacted, but the strike is not true enough-- a ghost erupts from the urn with a terrifying scream!
- Silver Hairs, Silver Treasure: Liminal, Krupe, and Thekla take of running as horrible visions filling their minds and their faces age 10 years in horror of it all. Mayfly, fires back with a lightning bolt that seems to just do enough to destroy the spirit. The reward: 19 platinum disks which our rogues believe is values at a total of 1900 sp. Hmm, might be worth taking a crack a the second one...
- Two Things We'll Regret (Maybe): The party collects our lost colleagues, makes camp to decide how to tackle the next jar, and make good on our promise to the medelsome spirit.
...STILL ON THE ROAD...
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