After the large eye was closed permanently by Nanzad, the stone floor seemed to spread open revealing a gate to the spirit world. After a good rest the group was ready to push on. As they descended into the strange subterranean environment, the ever alert ears of Ghostwalker picked up the sound of movement it the caverns ahead. However, it also seemed that the commotion of the group’s descent also alerted those ahead, as the sounds stilled quickly with hushed silence.
Rounding a couple turns in the cavern brought the group into view of the widened area ahead, where the glow of subterranean fungus illuminated the area in a soft radiance, and a consistent drip from above filled a small pool with strange purple liquid. In front of the pool and around the cavern stood waiting malformed figures readying crossbows and clubs with their four arms. Nanzad charged immediately taking the fight right to them.
After the charge Nanzad was revolted by the fact that these guards had actually been Orcs at one time, but now they were just abominations of nature. His charge though brave, was painful as he was targeted by three of the five. Hendrik’s charge pushed one of these creatures back into the pool (where his mark kept it), and Mist and Charnel tied up another two. This left Tronar alone to harass all with his favored electrical attacks.
As Nanzad battled two of his misguided relatives, one of them shocked and further angered him by attacking him with its tongue. It shot out of the things mouth and snapped at him with a poisonous fever. This focus Nanzad attacks toward the tonguer, and it went down under his vicious attacks. As it died the tongue crawled out of its mouth to lie still on the cavern floor.
It was the beginning of the end, the group rallied under Hendrik and Nanzad’s charges to systematically take each one down, with Nanzad tearing the tongue from each to satisfy his own rage.
When all foes were down it was discovered that tongue was a alien item that could used by the party, but the whole idea of have a parasite within your mouth made the group agree to destroy the “evil” thing.
The group pushed on only to find that the caverns ahead were darker than most, and seemed to swallow the light that was brought into them. Additionally the floors and walls seemed to change as well, becoming softer as they went (Almost as if they were living tissue).
When the darkness finally lifted after moving forward through the living caverns, the group again saw ahead of them more or the multi-armed abominated Orc warriors, and another of the tentacle shamans. However before the de-tonguing charge by the group, they notice something strange about this rippling floor. To their horror, they notice that the floor had living mouths that opened and closed, searching for the proximity of an ankle snack.
Altering into a careful advance Hendrik and Nanzad moved into position to prevent the deadly crossbows from dealing more of the pain then was necessary, and again Mist was summoned to do the same. Charnel charged the shaman, with help from Ghostwalker. This left Tronar hiding in shadows of his own creation, while dodging attacks of one of the warriors, and aiding everywhere with his lightning. The hungry mouths finally found snacks on one Orc ankle and the side of one of Hendrik’s feet, as the combatants tactically forced movement onto these waiting chompers. When it looked hopeless for his side the orc shaman tried to flee, but was sucecessful only in alerting the forces in the next chamber when a charge by Ghostwalker brought him down.
Even though they were wounded and tired, the group pushed on with hope of rescuing Moonseer. Tronaash awaited them in the next room with a large and growing gathering of cultists. The tactic of the group was to use the entry way in to the room as a choke point, so that the outnumbered party could not be surrounded. The tactic worked up until the warrior in dragon skin sorcerer teleported behind the lines, where he could cause a little chaos. Though it was not a move the tactical commander Hendrik blessed, it did seem to work (maybe Dragonborns have multiple lives like cats?)
As expected Tronaash was the last to go down, and when he did, another of the strange parasite like items crawled away from his body – a Coat of Eyes. As the group healed themselves, searched the room further, and investigated the item more it was determined that maybe the item benefits outweighed the strangeness. They took precautions, and gave it to Charnel (thinking, if it was part of him, maybe it would be more difficult for him to do his naked elf dances).
Within the adjoining chamber they found numerous villagers including Moonseer and his family, contained in strange crystal cells, and being converted into the very cultists which they had battled by some strange spirit powered tech. The group quickly freed the villagers and destroyed the strange machine before they began their return to the Growtharn village.