• Our heroes free goblins as they move thru the lower parts of the Sunless Citadel.
• A flame serpent was tamed by Zydane and Alrik and two red gems were discovered in her nest.
• A dragon fountain riddle was solved and a boon of charisma was granted to Zelmore.
• a horde of twig blights could not take down our heroes.
• Belak’s study was discovered and a copious amounts of notes were taken about his experiments, and book was discovered “Treasures of the Fire Lords”.
• The vampire was freed from the Gilthanis tree. A gift was chosen and her necklace was given to Alrik.
• Belak, Fleergalrip his familiar and the twisted remains of the original adventuring group Sir Bradford, and Sharwyn Hucrele were taken down.

In the shadowy depths of the Sunless Citadel, a fierce battle unfolded among the crumbling ruins, echoing with the whispers of ancient magic and the cries of the fallen. The once-noble druid Belak, now a twisted figure of corruption, commanded the dark forces of nature. His demon frog familiar, Fleergalrip, lurked in the shadows, its grotesque form pulsating with malevolent energy.

Our heroes—Alrik the stalwart fighter, Altagon the cunning wizard, Zelmore the devout cleric, and Zydane the agile ranger—descended into the depths, determined to confront the blight that had consumed the land. The air was thick with tension as they navigated the treacherous ruins, their senses heightened, ready for the impending clash.

As they approached Belak’s grove, the ground trembled beneath them, and the very flora seemed to writhe with unnatural life. Sir Bradford, once a valiant knight, now a blight-infused wretch, emerged from the shadows, his eyes glowing with an eerie light. He had succumbed to the dark magic of the citadel, a tragic reminder of what awaited those who dared to challenge Belak.

With a roar, Alrik charged forward, his blade gleaming in the dim light, while Altagon unleashed arcane blasts that crackled through the air, illuminating the darkened chamber. Zelmore called upon divine power, channeling radiant energy to bolster his comrades, while Zydane flanked the enemies, his arrows flying true.

The battle raged fiercely, a chaotic dance of steel and magic. Belak cast his darkest spells, but they fought with unyielding resolve. Fleergalrip leaped into the fray, its grotesque form striking terror into the hearts of the adventurers swallowing Zelmore, but not for long.

As the tide of battle ebbed and flowed, it became clear that victory would not come easily. Sir Bradford, fueled by the blight, fought with a ferocity that matched their own, his once-noble spirit twisted by darkness. Yet, united in purpose, the heroes pressed on, determination burning in their hearts.

With a final, desperate push, Altagon unleashed a powerful spell, engulfing Belak in a tempest of arcane energy. The druid’s screams echoed through the ruins as the blight began to unravel, and Zydane’s arrows found their mark in Fleergalrip, dispelling the demon’s dark influence.

In the aftermath, the heroes stood victorious, but the cost was heavy. They had faced the darkness head-on, confronting not just their foes, but the shadows within themselves….wait awaits in the reamining darkness of the citadel, and how will they keep the promise to the goblin clan.