Disposing of the guardians, the party completed entry to the tower's interior. The door opened onto a large hallway, with a stairway on each side rising to the next level. Exploring the groundfloor they found several other rooms, everywhere covered in ice and frost. The party were partially split around the rooms, when they were suddenly assaulted from different sides by ice warriors. Battling the creatures, the party regrouped and seeing reinforcements arriving, they retreated up the stairs to the next floor. This proved to be a single huge room, partitioned only by a massive bookcase - here too were several of the ice warriors, but with a limited number of opponents the party dealt with them and then held the stairwells against the few remaining warriors trying to come up.
Although some warriors prowled the lower floor, the party were now left to their own devices. The second floor proved to be one huge laboratory and the found little to assist their search for the problem weather. No apparent access, higher into the tower, was visible either - until in one corner they found a magical lift which transported them to the next floor. Arriving into a library, the party first searched for useful tomes (the Mayor had expressed an interest in them) and any other information on their task. A bedchamber next door, which led to a secret study, were the only other rooms on the level - the study also having a magic lift leading upwards. They set off one magical warding, but surviving the blast were alerted to a second and recovered the warlock's personal journal (for Curuvar).
Grouping above, the party found themselves on the roof of the tower, with the icy casing peaking about 20' above their heads. A few chimneys dotted the roof rim with some deeper piles of ice and snow mounded in the corners; the only other feature was a large gemstone suspended in the middle of the roof. A stream of power trailed to the icy peak above and there streamed outwards as snow & ice, in all directions; rhythmic pulses from the gem co-incided with blasts of strong wind outside. Approaching the gem, the party stopped as it pulsed and leaking energy coalesced into a large muscled form opposite them. The spirit attacked the party - in apparent defence of the gem - hindered by the close terrain and the spirit's formidable powers, it proved a tough fight, however they won through.
As the spirit received its final blow, it howled in agony and the gem's surface fractured in a cobweb of tiny cracks. The next pulse of power shattered the gem's structure, the spirit blurred and turned into mist whilst the tower shuddered & trembled as the icy walls cracked and split, tumbling to the ground below. Within moments the stormy weather started to clear, the sky lightened and although still cold, the weather appeared to be returning to normal. Resting briefly, the party decided to return to the town, now their task appeared completed.
Sunday, 11 July 2010
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