Session 88.5 One-shot game
Location: Southeast border between Mulgore and The Barrens.
Game Date: after the destruction of the crossroads and directly before the party finds out they’re heading to the eastern continent.
Part of the party Nalthar/VanRay/Spinnock/Nighthour go to explore an abandoned mine, they find while traveling near Katabasis.As they enter the tunnel down in to the darkness they feel their magic’s dim to nothingness, crossing the wards of the tunnel. As they progress they come to a decrepit stone bridge in a vast cavern where the darkness appears to creep over the edges of the bridge itself. With a bit of skill, and an extravagant amount of luck the party manages to creep across finding their magic’s returning. The party moves forward into a much more recently excavated area surrounded by the remnants of a horde mining area centered on a deep gorge down into the stone. After finding out the pit is over a 1000 meters deep the group decides to go down into it. They pause to reinforce the depth crane that is positioned over the annulus.
As the party goes down, slowly, they land in a vast chamber of ancient and polished craftsmanship. The smooth stone floors are filled with an array of lifelike stone statues of all the races of Azeroth. The statues are of warriors dressed for battle from a thousand different cultures, from arrows and silks to broadswords with plate male. But each of the heads follow the movements of the party, irrelevant to the positons of their limbs. The party follows the trail of the magical circuitry in the stone floor to the center dais. The stone stares follow. Eventually the party rotate the round flared bases of the statues to allow each of the individuals to face the dais directly. Magical energy flows from the statues into the dais, channeled into raising a wall from the far end. The wall raises to show a door of titanic proportions.
VanRay and Nalthar both mark the door with their tongues. VanRay making sure to hit the same spot. The door swings opens easily. As the party enters, VanRay slams the door shut behind them. They see the disrupted sleepy gaze of 8 pairs of eyes. The crystal hydra raises it’s heads and the Doom Doom Master calls for initiative.
While there is a powerful appearing crystal along the back wall, it remains out of reach. As the party tries to advance on the hydra, they quickly learn that the creature follows the old legends. If one head is destroyed, two shall take its place. Unless the neck is cauterized. They also quickly learn that fire is not the correct element for this creature. After much trial and error it is determined that lightning, the elemental power in very small supply in this group, is the creature’s weakness.
As the creature plods towards the group the heads are able to strike out distinctively with surprising speed and range, preventing the attack of the main body. The group works together to try to kill the hydra, resulting in the budding of even more heads. The group starts to drag and moral falls but they are able to figure the patterns of the monster. Following their curse of malapropos, as Nalthar charges his sword with the power of lightning, he and VanRay find themselves caught up in their ongoing sexual tension. VanRay attempts to aid Nalthar, pushing into him, grinding hips on hips as they advanced on the creature with Nalthar’s sword, finding a rhythm that left them both panting. As Nalthar yanked VanRay’s body into position both men cried out as the sword flew in an arching blow. They manage to land the death blow on the creature. Though we shall never know if it was the power of the strike, or the sheer chagrin of the poor hydra being involved in the orgy. As VanRay and Nalthar are caught in the blowback of the death throes of the creature, they find themselves splayed upon the ground with quivering limbs. As their limbs tremble, boneless with exhaustion and covered in a glisten of undead sweat, their grasping hands remained locked in a desperate need to remain connected.
Spinnock and Nighthour, now in states of good health, move towards the crystal of power. They either willfully unaware or apathetic to the scene of carnal romance that unfolded. The hydra would never forget.
