Monster Hunt — Session #9
The party stood within the walls of Uberfart, battered but victorious. Humperdink was safe in his mother's care, and the city's resources—though strained—were now open to them. But the siege had revealed a deeper threat: Saren, once a defender of the city, now a reanimated agent of the fungal rot, and the Convergence symbol worn by Sister Offenwald hinted at a larger conspiracy. The party had earned the queen's favor, but the cost of the battle—and the unanswered questions about the blue light and the rot—loomed over their respite.
The air was thick with the stench of rot and desperation as Saren, a winged swordsman wreathed in purple-red energy, locked his eyes on Humperdink. "This prize will do mighty fine," he taunted, before teleporting upward with the prince in his grasp. Vash loosed two arrows in quick succession, her Disarming Strikes slamming into Saren with enough force to slow him, but the undead creature shrugged off the attempts to disarm him. Khord tried to command Saren to drop his prey, only to realize with a curse that the spell had no power over the undead. Dicer fired his musket, but the shot went wide as Saren accelerated. "We're not getting this guy out of the sky," Dicer muttered, turning his attention to the cracking gate. Humperdink wriggled free, falling twenty feet with a sickening crunch, but Saren transformed, calling down a lightning strike that left the prince barely alive.
Then came the turning point. Khord walked calmly past the shambling fungal thralls, pulled out his decayed golden holy symbol, and chanted in Draconic. His voice boomed with an otherworldly power as he rose half a foot off the ground, and a wave of radiant energy disintegrated every thrall within thirty feet into dust. He held the symbol toward Saren and boomed a command in Draconic, forcing the winged swordsman to flee. Khord dropped to his knees, stunned. "Did that come from me?" he whispered. Dicer followed up with a noxious cloud of his own making—a literal fart that poisoned and killed three more enemies—then apologized to Gren Hammerstone with a sheepish "Sorry about that." Vash picked off a minion on a catapult with an arrow between its eyes, while Gren Hammerstone killed the creature pushing the battering ram. Khord dragged Humperdink toward the gate as the prince urged, "I think it's time to get in the fucking wall." Dicer held the line, swinging his spoon with ferocious determination, while Vash covered the retreat. The gates closed behind them as they entered Uberfart.
Inside, Queen Margarita herself arrived to claim her son, her presence commanding immediate respect. Humperdink froze, whispering "Mama" as she approached. Sister Offenwald, a cleric bearing the symbols of the Convergence, healed the party with unsettling necromantic energy. Queen Margarita granted the party protection, free lodging at the Gloam Rest Inn, and all drinks at the Broken Chalice. Lieutenant Duskmark briefed them on the city's strained resources and revealed that Saren was once a comrade, reanimated by the fungal rot. Vash wrapped her arms around Humperdink and declared, "He's a hero. He's part of our team," though the prince gently pushed her away, covered in blood. As he was taken to the Twilight Citadel, the party made plans to rest, visit the Shadow Glass Apothecary for potions, and prepare for whatever came next.
Dicer cast Stench by literally farting a 20-foot-radius cloud of noxious gas, killing three enemies and poisoning others, then stepped away and apologized to Gren Hammerstone with a sheepish "Sorry about that."
Vash landed two powerful Disarming Strikes on Saren, slowing him significantly, then later killed a minion on a catapult with an arrow between its eyes from 120 feet away.
Humperdink wriggled free from Saren's grapple, fell twenty feet, and was nearly killed by a lightning strike, but was dragged to safety by Khord as he urged, "I think it's time to get in the fucking wall."
Queen Margarita arrived to claim her son, her presence commanding immediate respect, and granted the party protection, free lodging, and drinks, hinting at a future mission.
Sister Offenwald healed the party with unsettling necromantic energy, revealing her connection to the Convergence and deepening the mystery of the fungal rot.
This chronicle was generated by Kazkar from a live D&D session.
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