Post by hubertbartels on Aug 22, 2022 13:46:21 GMT -5
The Voice of Yig
After a well-deserved rest, we returned to the tunnels, continuing our explorations. Moving up the next mural-decorated corridor, we come across a large room with a broken statue of a serpentman. In the center of the room was a shallow pit containing an undead snake that we had to destroy. With the serpent mummy and its serpent swarms laid to rest, Three Rivers studies the murals of the room. One interested him – a depiction of a serpent man with an arcane sigil emerging from its mouth. Tessa was able to identify it as magical and a way to commune with the god, Yig. The sigil stood for “Hear the Voice of Yig”.
Returning to the original chamber, we headed down another corridor and ended up in a grotto. In the grotto was another depiction of Yig and a sigil which translated to “Trust in the Word of Yig”. A third tunnel led to a locked door behind which there was a large room with four pedestals lit from above. Each pedestal held a naga, preserved. In the center of the room was a sacrophagus which held four undead snakes and four obsidian stones. After dealing with the undead, we learned that the nagas had been trapped inside the obsidian stones, trapped and unable to be reborn. Taking the obsidian stones, we returned to the camp at the tunnel’s exit to the lake.
The next morning, we began our trek around the shores of the lake, headed back to Turatoa. Around mid-morning of the first day, we ran into three survivors of an arrival on the island. They were Astrid, a human swordsman, Janette, an elven sailor, and Woolroff, a dwarven merchant. They had escaped from a gang of pirates that were camped in the area. From their description, there were about forty pirates who were holding about two dozen prisoners. After talking it over, we decided to take the three back to Turatoa before planning for a larger slave rescue.
Our journey continued. The next day, Three Rivers rescued an Ankylosaurus and befriended it. That evening, we had a run in with a stray Will-o-Wisp. The following day, around noon, we ran across the trail running from Turatoa to the tar pits. This meant we could travel faster and stay in the compounds that the village constructed. The final few days of travel were uneventful except for helping a group of lizard folk fight a herd of small velociraptors.
After a well-deserved rest, we returned to the tunnels, continuing our explorations. Moving up the next mural-decorated corridor, we come across a large room with a broken statue of a serpentman. In the center of the room was a shallow pit containing an undead snake that we had to destroy. With the serpent mummy and its serpent swarms laid to rest, Three Rivers studies the murals of the room. One interested him – a depiction of a serpent man with an arcane sigil emerging from its mouth. Tessa was able to identify it as magical and a way to commune with the god, Yig. The sigil stood for “Hear the Voice of Yig”.
Returning to the original chamber, we headed down another corridor and ended up in a grotto. In the grotto was another depiction of Yig and a sigil which translated to “Trust in the Word of Yig”. A third tunnel led to a locked door behind which there was a large room with four pedestals lit from above. Each pedestal held a naga, preserved. In the center of the room was a sacrophagus which held four undead snakes and four obsidian stones. After dealing with the undead, we learned that the nagas had been trapped inside the obsidian stones, trapped and unable to be reborn. Taking the obsidian stones, we returned to the camp at the tunnel’s exit to the lake.
The next morning, we began our trek around the shores of the lake, headed back to Turatoa. Around mid-morning of the first day, we ran into three survivors of an arrival on the island. They were Astrid, a human swordsman, Janette, an elven sailor, and Woolroff, a dwarven merchant. They had escaped from a gang of pirates that were camped in the area. From their description, there were about forty pirates who were holding about two dozen prisoners. After talking it over, we decided to take the three back to Turatoa before planning for a larger slave rescue.
Our journey continued. The next day, Three Rivers rescued an Ankylosaurus and befriended it. That evening, we had a run in with a stray Will-o-Wisp. The following day, around noon, we ran across the trail running from Turatoa to the tar pits. This meant we could travel faster and stay in the compounds that the village constructed. The final few days of travel were uneventful except for helping a group of lizard folk fight a herd of small velociraptors.