by Gabor Lux
Since Premier was sadly not able to participate in this session (and although he sent me his character sheet via e-mail, I forgot to print it, so his character was also absent), I took his place for the journal. Therefore…
PART XXXVII: SHOWDOWN IN GOAT CITY
The Minotaur defeated and the sages reunited, the remaining thing to do in Immah Wel was to plunder it of its remaining riches. Gwyddion, who had to pay obeisance to his harsh god, retreated into the Temple of Uthummaos (ordering his companions to keep the Minotaur’s head safe), while the others weighed their options. Plans regarding the bronze colossus and the dragon were shortly rejected, and the characters turned their attention on the villa of the now departed Red Sage. The building appeared deserted: the bone-filled antechamber, then a bare atrium, two side-rooms (a long-abandoned sleeping chamber and a small kitchen), a storage room with mundane supplies and finally a workroom. Here, in addition to discarded tools resting on a long table, the characters found two upright crates, both boarded shut. Taking one of the crowbars laying on the table, Zaxtaros quickly broke off the front, revealing yellowish, hard-packed earth inside, and Licar, who has had some proficiency in alchemy, immediately noticed it was unlike the island’s soils. Removing clods of the matter, Zaxtaros found himself face to face with the empty eye sockets of a mummified corpse; body turned into a tough, leathery blackness. The curious memento exhibited no signs of unlife, but it bore a small, crude iron talisman around its neck. More examination revealed that the talisman was magical, and, according to the glyphs, served some protective function.
Zaxtaros at once reached for the magical treasure, easily tearing the old cord. Yet barely did he turn when, with a monstrous growl and unseeing eyesockets, the mummy attacked, only to be cut down by spells and laser bolts. More carefuly now, the party proceeded upstairs (but not before Licar carefully collected the valuable mummy dust that remained — a potent alchemical and magical material on Fomalhaut!). Here was the Red Sage’s lab, where a thorough search first found various alchemical writings and a small, forked metal wand among the mortars, jars and other equipment, and then a floor niche revealing a more unusual treasure: a preserved human head with flowing hair and miniature goat horns, as well as brass arrowheads. As neither were magical, and as the villa had no more secrets (or so they thought), it was time to finally rest off the wounds of the titannic battle.