The rope was in place. Harshnag approached, ready to pull the missing weapon down from the giant statue’s outstretched hand. He neared the mysterious, but thus far innocuous orb that lie on the floor.
His movement stopped as if he’d hit an invisible wall. The Frost Giant stood completely still. With panic in his voice he cried out, “I don’t think this should be happening!”
We watched in shock as he drew out his rune-inscribed greataxe and plunged it into his own chest. He groaned in pain, blood splattering the floors of the well-lit dining hall.
My hands flew out on pure instinct, sending concussive blasts of force at the orb. Nothing happened until he had gotten close to it, so maybe it needed to get the hell away.
A tiny crack appeared along its outer shell and the orb rolled backward about a dozen feet. We didn’t have time to assess the result as a sudden inhuman shriek pierced the tension. An inky form detached itself from behind the giant statue, landing with a splattering sound on the floor in front of us. It looked like a tentacled nightmare.
This week we got a bit side-tracked within a lengthy, winding tunnel that cut out from one of the bedrooms within the Eye of the All-Father temple. In sharp contrast to the rest of the adventure it was a standard dungeon crawl, with monsters and loot, localized entirely within these tunnels. Continue reading “D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 42 Recap”