Friday, June 13, 2014

Game Report - That Really Burns Me Up or The Witch Hunter Cometh

   Our heroes having spent the night barricaded by the bodies of their foes at the scene of their victory, decided to spend a quiet day within the dungeon; resting and healing.  Having successfully cleared out most of the threats, they managed to do so without incident.  Then they turned their attention to the bronze panels set in the south wall, depicting various fantastic creatures.  They plaques could be slid left or right on recessed tracks and had a hint of conjuration magic.
   Mysteriously, the dwarf who had the midwatch, never woke his relief and was missing when the party awoke. (Player out of state).  One of the panels showed a manticore, thinking that it was somehow connected to the one they had previously slain the paladin decided to begin with that.  Sliding it right, there was a pop and billowing cloud of sulphurous smoke, heralding the appearance of a nine foot tall, vaguely reptilian humanoid with one out sized arm and the other terminating in a spear. ( a Stalker from Infernum)  A brief combat ensued as the party put down the unexpected visitor.
   Regrouping, they decided that next they would slide the centaur plaque to the left; as the elvish wizard/thief reasoned, the centaur was the only one that  might be friendly.  (This completely bypassed a major undiscovered clue I had set up, that I was seriously looking forward to running, such is life as a DM).  They heard a click and found that a panel had opened in the wall above the plaques, leading to a three by three crawl way.

  The elf crawled through to find that he had come out 18 feet up the wall in a large chamber, containing some sort of stone structure and a pit of warm ashes.  After some discussion, all of them ended up in the crawlspace, the hired hand refusing to remain behind, belaying themselves in turn down a rope to the floor.  None of them thought to pound in a spike, so the hireling, who was last had to jump, insisting that his boss, the elf, be the one to catch him.  Let's ust say he didn't stick the landing nearly as much as he stuck the elf on landing.

The stone structure turned out to be a sarcophagus and some tentative stirring of the ashes revealed  a humandoid hand embedded therein.  Mage Hand was unable to dislogde the hand from the ash pit, so they turned their attention to levering off the lid of the sarcophagus.  It fell with a crash to let out a somewhat short and broad mummy armed with a hammer, and wearing studded leather, who had an ioun stone orbiting it's head.  Simultaneously, the headless body of a large red skinned humanoid arose from the ashes.  The armor turned out to be Armor of Insults  Everyone except the Tilean fighter failed their save and started waling on the mummy.  Which allowed the headless Djinn to cast a Wall of Fire separating the fighter from the group - and causing serious burns on all of them.

The mummy went down easier than the fighter, but eventually they were both down, with the ranger also in bad enough shape that the paladin was busy healing him.  The wizard started casting spells at the Djinn, as the paladin went back through the wall of fire to try to save the fighter.  While he drug the fighter's battered body next the wall, the Djinn walked through the Wall of Fire in the direction of the magic user.  Plunging back through the fire the paladin raced to put the Djinn down and dispel the Wall of Fire before the fighter died from the continuing heat.  Sadly, he failed.

They collected the treasure and corpse and decided to head back to Smalplotz.  the hammer was snarky and refused to let any of them wield it, saying "You're not the one that I called."  

On return from the tomb to Smålplotz, there is a letter awaiting Bruce Bucket (the hireling) from Hans Schultz. Bucket was proudly illiterate ('if you can't read, you can't read no Chaos doomed books, my pa says') and puzzled why he would receive a letter. Insidewais another letter with a drawing of a helmeted bearded face (intended for the dwarf). That letter read:

My friends,
My nephew Johann sends word from Bergsberg, a witch hunter is asking about strangers using magic with some beastmen. He told the hunter that the only strangers he had seen passing through Hovelhof was the Fraulein and her companions on their way to Talabheim. It might be a good idea for you to find a more populous area where the pointies won't stand out so.

Passing through Hovelhof, Schultz suggested that if they took the Drakwasser from Bergsberg to Altdorf they might gain on or even catch the nun. He also informed them that Bergsberg was home to a large Temple of healing that might be able to raise the fighter.

Going up the Old Forest Road to Bergsberg, they met a large number of Middenhiem troops heading south to combat the Kurgen Horde that chased our heroes out of Wolfenburg at the start of this mess.  With a hat firmly pulled down over the elf's ears, they proceeded to the temple of Shallya and in exchange for over half of their ill gotten gains, had the fighter's services as more than an occasional cushion, returned to them.  They found a large rowboat for sale and had just set off when a dark figure appeared on the pier.  Ignoring his hail, they quickly rowed downstream.

Having been warned about the marshes of Ente Turm, they decided not to investigate the ruins they encountered there. (Foiling my plans for their next adventure, and wasting a lot of my time in putting it together.) They made a relatively uneventful trip to Altdorf, where the paladin went to the Temple of Sigmar to to turn in the manticore's tail as proof that he had completed his quest.  While he was waiting for someone important to condescend to see him, the elf investigated transportation to Nuln on the river front and the fighter started checking out the inns and coaching stables looking for news about the nun.  This brought the fighter to the attention of one Dietrich Todbringer-Bothner; Witch Hunter and relative of the Todbringer family who rules Middenhiem.  and who is also looking for information on the nun for private reasons. It also landed the fighter in the dungeons  under the Temple of Sigmar for "more rigorous questioning" .  (While I have often enjoyed torturing players, I believe this is the first time I ever tortured a character)  using the Tamper with Mortality table from ACKS, we determined that one of his knees was permanently mangled, leaving him with a limp and a maximum speed of 3* base movement.

The paladin showed up at the docks saying he had broken with the order and after a week the fighter was released from the dungeon.  The party took passage on a small trading boat going up river to Nuln.  Arriving in rain with a cargo of goats, the paladin decided to pay the port authorities to let them land, rather than listen to the argument between the boat captain and the port master or spending a night sleeping with the goats.

A chance met character, they met in a tavern promised them he knew where they could find rooms; instead they were lead into an ambush by some thugs who weren't very competent.  Unable to catch surviving thug or their betrayer, they quick left the area before the watch arrived.  Finally stumbling on "The Reiver's Return", they found beds in a cramped attic for the night.  Carefully barring the door, but not bothering to check the window.  The fighter awoke to find someone leaning over him, the would be thief got away but took the fighter's dagger (embeded in his shoulder) with him.

The next day, the paladin went to the locale temples asking about outbreaks of disease, which no one had heard of while the elf and the ranger went to Councillor Oldenhaller's mansion on the eponymous strasse.  After checking the seal on the letter and getting the party's version of what happened in Wolfenburg, Oldenhaller revealed that all it said was "Albrecth, They may be of some use. Fanny" and offered them employment in his business of trading objects - no questions asked.

Adjourned, pending the party's decision.

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