The Lays of the Thirteen Claws League - Session 86

      This is another sort-of-IC retrospective by Bert, the party's thief locksmith-turned-bard. I give +1 character point (XP) for those players who submit a summary for me to post here on the blog. This session was played on 2021/02/04. 

    The Lays of the Thirteen Claws League

Canto 5:

So, in the charnel house on we fought

with the undead harassing at our rear.

But our brave squire, Manuta, bravely bought

us time: and battled on without fear.

The wounded Adam Aesallor stood near

her: avoiding blows by ducking, weaving

and dodging.  Lady Miao, found her way clear

to them, through the melee that was heaving,

to deploy Mister Stabby to do some cleaving.

The deadly shade continued its attack,

targeting Jenkins, Miao’s true manservant:

he fell, near dead, while Miao was running back.

The deadly she-cat was incandescent

swiftly swivelling her attack to front

the ghost and set to with sword crafting toil

    – mixing the odd snarl and howl with the grunt

of exertion as she avenged her loyal

man with the ferocity of one with blood royal.

The inquiet shade was soon surrounded

by our fighting crew, who began to hack

and slash the incorporeal undead 

    – finding, surprisingly, it didn’t lack

substance: it was solid as, say, a sack,

but more durable.  It made not as sound

as we rained down each sword blow and attack.

It needed a trio of us to pound

the ghost to nought.  An iron collar hit the ground.

We then turned to the monk, our man of faith,

to help poor Jenkins with his healing hands.

He explained what we’d fought was called a wraith

(properly), that’s what his church understands.

The servant recovered, but shaken, stands.

We all rested in the intermission,

and quickly debated what would our band’s

next move be?  Did dead Claude’s exorcision

mean we had actually completed our mission?

It did.  So, we returned to the surface 

    – Miao and Yvor bickered on who’d be last

out –  we all discussed what had taken place.

All the hostages, like Claude, would have passed

away.  So, we felt that the die was cast:

the way was clear to snap the lich’s neck

    – but we’d have to do it now, make it fast.

But, most of the group would first go to check 

the mana zone; Davin to the bibliotheque.