Well…we finished the exploration of the fortress (if we want to call it that), examining the last of the rooms in the bottom hallways where we fought the undead dwarves and the grell. We found that the secret room that was hidden that Thalon had found turned out to be a records room of sorts. The room was lined on both sides by shelving that seemed to hold the chronicles of this particular clan of dwarves, although we can’t confirm that since the books are all written in a cipher. The one book that had anything we could read had a note written by Gorthis, the dwarf who seemed to have betrayed the others. We also found a body that was clutching the book this entry was in…which, unfortunately, my memory does not serve me for exactly what that entry was.
After finishing our exploration, we proceeded to meet back up with our Kobold friend and, after a short rest, headed out to the Hall of the Dragon. We had a small fight with a couple of rock-men (again, don’t remember what they were called). We also had a second fight right before we reached the hall, which was definitely our toughest to date. We came out successful after each, and called the session after the second fight…at the opening to the Hall of the Dragon…
Last words of Gorthis:
And leave off from this damned cypher. They have all abandoned me, every one of them, and they conspire with the worms in my brain against me. They say they cannot see the worms, so I know that they are in fact the worms we must simply delve deeper but they will not understand or will not help me there is a darkness more powerful than the darkness that assaults me and by that I will destroy them, but no it is all over now. They have betrayed me and sent the grafts to Tor Brannig to be destroyed and I am left alone and even the worms have left me so I am alone without god dwarf or other to do what must be done and I must do it myself and descend into the deepest darkness that lies beneath all the ugly lying surface of the world….
I am Gorthis, last warden of Tor Lyste. I have made these grand halls an accursed place, and make my tomb among the records of its ancient greatness in hopes that my ancestors will purge both me and the darkness I have brought to their legacy.