Campaign of the Month: April 2016
Adoraith: Echoes of Epirus
This morning the world ended
This morning the world ended.
I was studying when suddenly something burst through the ceiling and landed in a heap in the center of my room. Through my collapsed ceiling a shaft of light revealed in horrific detail a rotted corpse, twisted and mangled. A stench so overwhelming forced my eyes to tear and my lungs to burn. I was paralyzed with fear and even after Magus Karrna threw my door open I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
Magus Karrna demanded to know what I had done but I couldn’t manage a single word. I just stared at this thing in my room. It wasn’t until the light in my room slowly began to fade that my eyes finally met Karrna’s. Only he was now looking up, his eyes wide and hands shaking. A shadow had come over us.
Outside I could hear screams and loud crashes. The Sun was only barely visible when I looked out onto the city. Once again I was frozen; a horror unimaginable was befalling my home. Clouds of stinking corpses were pummeling Epirus. Heavens save us it was raining death.
Magus Karrna pulled me in front of him and stared straight into my eyes. “Run Gaelin, and don’t stop until you are out of the city!” He had never called me by my first name before. Once again, I couldn’t manage a word. After grabbing what little I could I did as the master instructed, I ran.
The city was in Chaos. Bodies were still raining down, some exploding against the cobblestone roads spraying their festering filth all directions. I tied a towel around my nose and mouth and ducked into an alley. Suddenly the barrage simply ended. Looking up I could see a dark pulsing mist begin to form over Epirus. The fog pulsed and heaved almost as if it were breathing and the sunlight filtering through robbed the city of color leaving only gray. I paused and stared momentarily and then remembered what the Magus had instructed me to do.
I ran without stopping until I reached the south gate. By this time, soldiers were gathering and clearing the streets. One of the guards ran up to me and was trying to force me indoors when I heard it. Like all of the devils of Hell gasping for a single breath an unearthly tone shrieked forth only to suddenly end.
I was dazed and the guard was still yelling at me but I could not hear him. At that moment an enormous blade struck the soldier in the top of the head and did not stop until it exited his groin. I was in shock and covered in blood when a ruddy skinned outsider raised his blade towards me. His oversized fangs only accentuating the joy he took in his grisly work.
I suppose at this moment I accepted that I was going to die. I would be one of the lucky ones and die in the first minutes of Armageddon. Strangely at peace my mind became clear and I remembered Magus Karrna’s lessons. “You’re a baatezu aren’t you?” I asked. My lack of fear must have perplexed the devil as he hesitated to deliver me from this horror. Suddenly, numerous tanar’ri no larger than three feet tall leapt upon my new found friend.
As they struggled in front of me I realized that for as far I as I could see baatezu and tanar’ri were engaged in savage fighting. Epirus was literally being torn apart. Buildings toppled, fires raged out of control, and people were harvested to sate the murderous hunger of the outsiders.
I ran south for as long as my legs could carry me climbing onto a rocky rise that overlooked Epirus. Looking back I could make out the High Lord’s Banner on the edge of city moving north pursued by a host of winged tanar’ri. In that moment the swirling mists that had engulfed Epirus began to churn violently and what began as small vibrations turned into a violent earthquake. Baatezu and tanar’ri scattered abandoning the field as the High Lord’s Palace crumbled and collapsed revealing a colossal beast covered in countless writhing tentacles, pulled tight over its body an eel like rubbery black skin oozed a slimy filth. The creature’s head shaped like the most horrid fish of the darkest ocean was filled with rows of elongated translucent fangs.
The beast paused in the ruin of the palace scanning the shattered city. Demons and Devils alike poured from the city fleeing from what had just risen. Suddenly the beast unleashed an ear piercing roar that was powerful enough to topple the buildings around it. With that it tore east through the city destroying everything in its path and continued in that direction for as long as I watched.
Having seen enough I started to travel south until I realized that the surrounding hills were crawling with outsiders. I found a small cave to climb into and with little else I can do have decided to document what I have seen. I fear that even if the baatezu or tanar’ri don’t take me starvation will.
Tomorrow I will continue south. Most of the Epiran knights are in the southlands dealing with the Yuan-Ti menace. They are our only hope.