Archive for November 1, 2011

Flight of the Stormcaller

Posted in Session Reports: SRaO on November 1, 2011 by Carl

Tetsu is woken from his slumbers by a cry of “Wyrmlord!”

gathering his comrades he soon finds himself battling more hobgoblins, led this time by an oddly attractive hobgoblin, the Wyrmlord Ulwai Stormcaller.

These swift-footed opponents find themselves no match for the SRaO however, and are quickly cut down. Only the Wyrmlord remains, all batted eyelashes and silver tongue.

Ulwai proved a pragmatic, persuasive captive. In return for three answers she bargains for the right to be placed, bound, at the mouth of the lion statue. From there she announces the following:

  • The Ghostlord can be reached via a secret door in the torture chamber
  • Azarr Kul gathers a fresh army of hobgoblins and giants in the Giantshield Mountains to the east. Once complete this army will join with the horde approaching from the west to crush Brindol in a devastating pincer movement
  • There is a mole in Brindol who will see the city fall with barely a fight

She then smiles, whistles, and tips backward off the lion’s maw. Moments later she rises back into view, astride a gigantic white dragon, its body an unholy mass of rapidly rotting and recomposing flesh. The beast unleashes a frigid blast that has the party scrambling back down the spiral staircase, before winging its way northeast across the Thornwaste.

The party have an ace in the hole however; unbeknownst to the Wyrmlord, Tetsu has cast Oath of the Relentless Hunter; no matter how far or how fast she flies, Tetsu will always know Ulwai Stormcaller’s whereabouts.

Now the party head deeper into the Ghostlord’s lair, finding the secret entrance and entering an altogether more sinister place. The temperature drops, and a palpable sense of dread grows. Undaunted the party explore a large chamber filled with a sickly yellow light emanating from the glowing surface of a large pool of mustard-coloured water. Because that’s bound to be a good idea, right?

Sure enough the party find themselves surrounded by undead horrors, clambering up from the pool’s depths and lurching from the shadows…