Spectres, liches, and Orbs of pure chaotic evil, oh my!

May 28 Gloaming (which is about 8:00 in ctown)

Gengar wasn’t a ghost at all, he was a specter. How foolish of me. How shameful of our ranger! Woe to the world if this traveling band are one of the few that can change the path of the planet. But, my #1 pal make sure that the worst did not befall us.

So Gengar told us that there were no cities of worship up north. Well, not us exactly—I gathered most of us in my 10’ radius of safety from evil—but Zombres, his images, and Gershom. He also told us that the lich who he knows goes by the name of Matsyendranath, who I think invented Hatha yoga.

I wanted to keep talking, but Zombres tried to grab a stick and Gershom disrupted gengar and his stick fell to the ground. This stick has some charges, and if you use 1 of them you can comprehend languages, if you use two you can use tongues, and if you use THREE you can use reverse tongues. The holy trinity makes everyone babel like the tower-HAW HAW HAW. Man, what a good joke.

Okay, Okay, so then we ask a false rock where the dager of hades hand is, and it’s swXw. or so we would be led to believe. We decide to rest, and get a good 6 hours into it when a hideous half mummified woman, speaking romany and claiming to be named lorinay, that is a terrible lich, appears. I cast silence, but it doesn’t work. She makes a cloud, but Zombres makes it disappear. Marcella hits her and she makes Marcella disappear. There is a lot of apparition and disapparition in this particular encounter. Anyway, I WANT TO TALK TO HER MORE TOO, but no, we destroy her. Well, Kolya does. Actually, this is kind of cool. So I guess with Shaur he can give an enemy one mighty wollop, but it hurts him just as badly. One wollop and the lich was sent back to her phylacterie. She left

A robe A necklace of black dimonds A belt with a sheath A purse with a lot of gold (10k) And a black metal crown.

We take the stuff and then go back to sleep, resting uneventfully until the night. We spoke with the terra cotta column, who regales us with tales of blood and woe (woe more from the water which is corrosive to rock over long periods of time). These magic evil orbs have been here since before time and no one has found them, not even the evil liches (though presumably in about three days they will be). People would lick the orbs for a while, though. A dragon once lived nearby as well.

We then started talking to the cup. It resentfully told us about some ritual where a lot of water came pouring out of it, but it was stopped. There was another cup full of water at Zedick, maybe the cup was called magavan. This cup seemed jealous of that one.

We decide that we’re going to high tail it out of there, but not before we ask this pretty awesome lion to come and protect the evil orbs. His name is al shiraf, and he has some kids with him.