Session Date: 11/30/2025
Session Begin
We begin once again in combat.
Unrisen
- Lowest save REF
- While undead, doesn’t take vitality damage (heals on vitality)
- Immunities
- Void
- Poison
Deathwhisper
- Considered undead
- Immunities
- Void
Damaris shoots Deathwhisper in the throat and it lands. Afterward, in the middle of combat, Nymnar approaches and kneels before him. Deathwhisper is gurgling and drowning on his own blood as he tries to stab Nymnar, but his hands aren’t working properly anymore. The gurgles from him are in ancient Necril and Shadowtongue and every other language they share. Nymnar grabs him by the jaw and just hisses to him in Necril: “you will fail one last time by my own hand” as he casts death knell, extinguishing the life from Deathwhisper permanently.
The unrisen is finally slain. Nymnar starts going
Nymnar goes through Maskar’s notes and realizes there’s a backup plan should the plan with Shadowbane fails, then the contingency is to kill everyone who’s part of this and have many little deaths. The issue is that this wave of deaths may cause something to happen, but it will not be Nerull obtaining a body.
We leave the temple. There are no longer guards: it is a matter of minutes before the ritual starts. There will be a few moments of confusion as they can’t find Shadowbane, but the secondary plan will go into effect. Shadowbane turns into a dragon and we get on his back and hold on as he takes off and flies fast to where the dissenters are. As we fly away, we hear the chanting:
- Death conquers all
- They chant the name of their leader: Atropos
The deaths start and the earth beneath the city breaks into a web of fault lines as motes of shadows start to flurry up - those are the deaths of people dying.
We flying fast and there are camps of people who didn’t wish to be part of this that Shadowbane opens portals beneath: they are transported to somewhere in the material plane, and they will need to be found.
The Netherworld breaks down and is destroyed, and then reconstitutes itself into something that looks like a planet. There’s almost a screaming face on the surface of it and it flies. There’s almost no Netherworld left.
On the way out, Damaris promises Nymnar that she will put in a good word for Soldos so that Nymnar can have a better life on the material plane. Achille drops his symbol for the goddess of redemption as he is upset that this is what the ending is, and he understands that this redemption is now his job and we will have to find the people in the material plane. Silver
On the Material Plane
Soldos’ castle is cut in twain: the devastation is immense. In the middle of the desolation sits Soldos as he cradles the body of his natural born daughter. The last thing he says before we return is: We’re riding to war.