Determined not to let his comrades down, Durak was raised from his sickbed by the smell of Erra’s spicy bacon and bean breakfast curry and, getting kitted up and hearing from Rendil which way they set off, he decided to follow alone to the Horned Hold. Foolhardy? Most would say fearless and faithful in friendship…
Meanwhile, as Felix kept watch, invisible duergar suddenly hammered broad planks over the door shutters to prevent ranged attacks. It sent the adventurers into something of a panic. They hurriedly explored the immediate area. Durak was on his way over the north bridge, soon to be followed by the invisible duergar scouts who planned to flank the invaders. He had quite a problem with the locked doors but the knowledge that his friends would be pleased to see him drove him forward.
Grim and Mordan dealt with the ogre and orcs as Felix and Gronek discussed tactics in a mild tizzy and with impending desperation. The tactical solution was to spike closed anything that opened. They really didn’t know Durak was holding off two guards, two scouts and a duergar theurge by himself just on the other side.
Durak managed to call for aid before slumping unconscious against the sealed portal. Felix bravely stepped forward and, although blinded by the theurge’s poison cloud, trusted Ioun to guide her hand. She dragged the Warlock to safety and slammed the door. Nothing could get through now…
Moments later the duergar battered the door open and Gronek single handedly held the line. He then charged the theurge and hit the invisible scout. Thus began the party tradition of being more effective when unable to see what they were hitting.
Only one orc escaped to alert Murkelmor and Grim was soon battering his own invisible duergar. What seemed like an impossible battle stretched the heroes to the limit but they came through with smiles and energy to spare.
A little gold and a handful of gems did not seem much for the effort but the true goal was the rescue. Surely they would press on? Of course they would. Suspicious gargoyles faced them in Murkelmor’s chamber and powerful expanding duergar discovered you can’t pin Mordan in. Instead Murkelmor thought the rogue would be better fried on the fire. Hot and bothered, Mordan went down. Grim and Gronek were undaunted and dispatched the duergar once again with the occasional ranged hit from Durak and Felix. Murkelmor fled into the fireplace and disappeared. All seemed good – time for a rest?
Felix opened another can of worms… But she did find the slaves.