The group decides to take a ship off of Fortland in search of new adventure. They quickly realize that they are on the worst possible ship. it is filled with Ion worshipers. After some slight altercations the group burns the ship and all it inhabitants and jumps onto the escape boat. An intense fog rolls in.
The group finds themselves on a small island. The fog is intense and there is no sign of life. Not even waves in the water. Konrad starts digging only to find blood in the whole. A lot of blood. After trying to get their whereabouts, Konrad cuts himself. and drops a drop of blood in the whole. Almost instantly 3 gnomish vampires appear and demand that they fill a water skin with his blood. They refuse and threaten the the vampires who quickly disappear. Konrad comes up with the idea and soon enough the group each drinks a drop of each others blood and poof!
The group finds themselves on the storage level of another ship. they are all part holding a small bottle with a dark liquid and floating in it is a small island. they head upstairs and find that they are on a large but strange river boat. They are told that that they will get off when the boat stops. the boat arrive and the group is ushered off the boat. they find they are back at the ports of Forthington, but something seems much darker and different. the place is pretty run down as if through years of neglect. They ask a passerby what year it is, it is the same year and date the group left....
We have travelled down the path of evil blindly without a care of how fate would react to our actions.
ReplyDeleteAnd now the deeds of this fell group has attracted attentions on a divine level as it must be the work of Ion in retaliation of our attack on her followers.
I guess congratulations are in order for the notariaty we have gained, that is if we survive this journey and return to a dimension of which we know as reality.
I stand at a personal crossroads as I feel that I am willed be the evil that dwells within me, however I am very much aware of the balance that has always been my montra.
Have I tipped the scales of balance within myself beyond equilibrium? Where do I go from here? I know not, so I must continue to follow my instincts.