One demodand died instantly and the one next to it fell to its knees. Without warning, Poonisher’s arrows lanced out, the first curving through the air to hit multiple targets. The party approached and the guards raised their swords for a charge. One cell was occupied by a hunched halfling woman in the tattered remains of cleric’s garb. Mysterious sounds echoed off the endless walls.Įventually the party arrived at a collection of cells. Poonisher scouted ahead, sometimes picking off guards. They hadn’t been going anywhere in particular before, so the party followed. The hand was beckoning and seemed to want the party to follow it. All could see the hand, but it focused on Wase. The hand of a halfling floated up to him, with a holy symbol of Iomedae around its wrist.
As they adventured, a strange apparition appeared to Wase.
Sometimes squads of demodands would accost them, but the skill and power of the party was too much. They then began searching out the labyrinthine halls of the Prison. Before setting out, the party dug one of the pit fiend skeletons out of its cage and stashed it away in the Sanctum as a gift for Gith when he returned. The party continued their expedition into the Ineluctable Prison.
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