Pre-August-2024-Game-Catch-up

The Party are currently slightly spread out and struggling up the (highly guarded and trapped) lost ‘Singing’ tower, to find, or possibly kill, the long imprisoned Mother of their erstwhile benefactor; Sir Briefadel. 

The now murdered Wizard Moody had claimed that the tower was just a century old desert myth; a children’s bedtime story but Rifkin knew about ‘Dulcetta’s tower’ being lost to time and space only fifty-odd years ago. That said, Estrid; the Goddess of the pool had personally cautioned Arowe about potential temporal mismatch problems, before ushering the adventurers through her magical pool and into the Givrad Void in pursuit of the heavily armoured Sir Briefadel and his astonishingly well trained hawk.

The incongruous and ornate stone tower rotates slowly and impossibly steadily in place atop a tiny stone Gnome’s pointed hat, in a dead zone of cold and grey, despite existing somehow out of phase, in the blisteringly hot, multiple sunned, desert world of Calcienta.

The Party are eight days camel ride from the wealthy but decadent city of Valdez. A city which the group escaped with the Bard Rifkin’s help during a violent slave rebellion. According to the maps Liga Bur found, you’re also only around nine days from the twice dead Druid Zephir’s Oasis portal back to the Void.

With the assistance of the recently butchered Wizard Moody, Liga Bur (despite being constantly harassed in his sleep by a spirit Hag) was able to guide the Party to the mythical tower and with the aid of the dead Gnomish Knight; Grimcrack's diary, Rifkin was able to part the illusionary veil and grant you entry to the bizarre, gravity defying tower.

During the exploration, the Party, with the clever use of oil and fire, managed to cross the constantly moving, 'death spiral' scorpion defence and defeat a mounted mechanical Warrior to gain the ‘Awesome’ key-sword to open the main door. They then tore through a quartet of mechanical Mace-hand-maidens in the damp and misty interior, where Liga Bur rescued a tiny flame creature called Dijon. After that, the Party faced spear and pit traps and a terrifying, seemingly unstoppable, slime creature. Then after outpacing the Blob, they encountered magical temptations and an imprisoned and perpetually tortured ghost of a tragically young and penitent guard.

Now, After Fortu carved through a solid, cold-iron talking door with his magical, adamantine, two-handed blade, Liga Bur watches the still sobbing spirit of the dead guard Pardrik through the ever narrowing gap, as Doberman, Barbella and Fortu struggle to push the heavy iron block back into place.

A floor above, Rifkin and Henshaw look alarmed as Arowe wipes blood from his lips after being struck by the magnified echo of his arrow impacting against the top spinning sphere.

Everyone's got just seven days to find and refamiliarise themselves with their character sheets, henchmen, session notes and dice after our half-a-year break. I'm pretty sure most of you are at least slightly injured and please make sure you've updated (downdated?) any potions, scrolls, arrows and random equipment you used up last game. 

If you can find the time, take the opportunity to read through the last few months of Orange Inn posts. There are some useful nuggets of information scattered about in amongst them.

I'll now use the panic I'm feeling to reread my notes, and write anything further that might come up before digging up the low and 'high'-tech equipment I'll need for the webcam and map set-up. See you all between 8.30am - 9am next Saturday!