Aerthrian Adventures

17. Deeper in the Dark

Party: Trill Yuri Isras Chai'dro Eresias

Chai’dro had awaken to the sound of critters scurrying away after looting his body, slowly he started to become aware that he was no longer being digested.

Lucky for him, the Black Dragon armor protected him from the acidic stomach fluids of the Hellgrammite, coupled with his Demonic arm, which ensured that he would revive from his wounds.

Above him hung a poor prisoner, a man with a goatee dangled from manacles. The man was looking quite pleased that he had some company before meeting his fate as a light snack for the Cave Colossus that lingered nearby.

Trill, Yuri, and Isras kept on fighting, managing to hold off the Grimlochs, When the Colossus emerged from the mouth of the cave, somewhat disturbed by the racket outside of its abode.

The Grimlochs broke rank, there was no way they would want to tangle with such an opponent, however their tactics proved fatal as the party cut them down in their retreat.

The hanging man’s eyes glowed with a distinct arcane power, Chai’dro suddenly felt invigorated as he helped the man slip the Manacle chain off the wall-peg.
With a battle raging outside, Chai’dro made his move to strike at the Colossus from behind.
Chai’dro cursed, he had not fought with his remaining broken Glaive in some time, but his favored Bone mace was missing.
The Colosus turned and swung it club, pelting Chai’dro across the cave.

Trill, Yuri and Isras, watched as the monster reeled around at the attack from behind and tried using their ranged weapons to take it down, it seemed futile.

The man in manacles once again called upon the Entities to grant him more power… his back arched as he hung suspended in mid air by some invisible force. His eyes opened and glowed white as his chained hands expelled a fiery inferno… the ball of flame exploded on the giants face.

The Colossus wailed and ran…

The party re-grouped, they couldn’t believe Chai’dro survived being eaten.
Their new “friend” introduced himself as Eresias, a victim of an ill-fated adventuring party, he alone being the sole survivor.

Chai’dro no longer had the amulet, and looking at the entrails of the Hellgrammite’s remains, Trill ascertained that small barefoot humanoids made off with much of Chai’dro’s shiny loot, and snuck past the Giant many hours ago.

Following the trail for some time, the giant had also made its way down the cave, but was nowhere in sight, the little footprints were the focus of Trill’s tracking, hopefully they led to the Amulet they needed.

From an offshoot tunnel a hunched figure lying at the side of the cave groaned in pain…
Upon investigation, he was a merchant on his way to the city of Azen, tossed from his wagon as they fled a giant spider… his broken leg prevented him from pressing on.

A scream, a woman’s scream, came from the tunnel beyond… apparently the wagon wasn’t far.

The group enters a lair of spiders, a downwards funnel, at the bottom lay the remains of the wagon, 2 dead hobgoblin guards being pulled deeper into the webs. A bugbear guard fights desperately to survive, and a young woman in a cage, calls for help from the back of the trashed wagon… over a dozen spiders converge.

The battle rages slowly gaining control over the situation, until from behind, the mother of these spiderlings, arrives…



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