XP's gained: 858xp each for combat, and 200 each for roleplay
Exiting the magical maze, the group stumbled across a repentant member of the band of robbers at the bottom of a pit trap, who told them some information;
What are you doing here?
"I learned of the expedition to this tomb from Teryl, an associate of mine, and he let me have a place in the party. I didn't know what I was getting into."
Who are the tomb robbers?
"A man named Xeron leads the tomb robbers, but a hobgoblin priest of Hextor also has some clout. Xeron is some sort of arcanist— he's also young, intense, and without mercy. To be honest, he scares me, and I've tried to keep from attracting much notice until I could escape from his band of cutthroats. He's looking for something
deeper in the catacombs, and only his personal magnetism has kept the tomb robbers from escaping with the treasure they've found already. He thinks someone is bound to be pursuing him by now, though, and has talked about finding a different exit from the tomb rather than the hole we dug to come in.
"The hobgoblin cleric—Krootad, they call him—elected to stay behind and take care of the pursuit. You must have already run across him. He wouldn't shirk when it comes to raising the dead and the possibility of killing decent folk.
"I think the remaining tomb robbers are nothing more than servants and hirelings, though most seem reasonably loyal to Xeron. Supposing nobody fell in the next room, he still has Teryl, a few more varags, three hobgoblin warriors, a halfling male I think is a sorcerer, and a nasty goblin female. We left a several goblinoids and
undead behind us, as well as some of Xeron's twisted pets. Many members of our band have died in the run through this place."
But you're part of that band of murderers!
"And I'm ashamed, but what could I do? Once I fell in with them, I was afraid they'd kill me if I tried to leave! I'm a coward, but I didn't help murder those poor people in the mausoleum. "Yes, I didn't try to stop the murder, but how would my death have helped? I just came along to see a bit of ancient history. You didn't revive me just
so I could hang for witnessing the crimes of Xeron's thugs, did you? Please have some compassion "
What do you want to do now?
"I want to get out of this place. Xeron said a waterfall lies just ahead. I think it leads outside. I'm afraid of those automatons, though, but maybe they're dead … er… destroyed."
Around the corner, the party encountered some magic constructs that luckily had already been damaged by the robbers previously – some of the robber party had not been so lucky and their corpses littered the ground. Nestor found an untriggered pit trap in the most unfortunate way.
Onwards over jumbled piles of rocks, the parrty continued toward the increasing noise of a waterfall, stumbling head-first in a robber encampment of three supernaturally quick creatures. In short succession Tethar suffered a single bow shot, dropping him to floor unconcious and Ragnor suffered rapid multiple scimtar strikes.
The great Ragnor – his life force ebbing into pools around his feet, shrugged off wounds that would long since have felled lesser men. Knowing full well that he had little chance of survival, swallowed down a brief urge to retreat in the face of his daunting opponent – gritted his bloodied teeth, summoned a last surge of strength and called down for the great Odin to look kindly upon him in the next life… after which he was heard to mutter;
"To-day we are gold, To-morrow mould!"
The rest of the foul robbers with cut down and a brief period of mourning was held for the brave Ragnor.
Onwards the group pressed, coming to the waterfall and meeting Sigur – a protector of the waterfalls – a ruggedly handsome man, clad in a shirt of shimmering mail. His silvery hair cascaded over his shoulders in ringlets. A trim beard rounded out his face, accented by a silver chain around his neck. Women swooned, men were envious, and Tethar was just grumpy ;-P
Sigur healed the band and offered to heal them again if they brought back evidence of killing the foul spider in the next area.
With trepidation, the brave party opened the next door, to be confronted by a swarm of red fist sized spiders, and a web enshrouded mummy… a battle ensued, and the outcome shall be revealed…. next session.