Behold the Fallen Kings

To recap: The group rested after defeating the horde of Derro/Dwarves. Moregrim received a sending from Turmion, the high priest of Moradin in Greysmere, telling him a bit more about the relationship between the King and the Forge Priestess - Helrun. The group then went to the citadel at the heart of the Kingdom of Karakast. They planned to use the captured map and sneak inside.

  As the group passed the citadel under a wind walk spell, they saw a crimson gate open and warriors mounted on winged beasts descend on the main bridge leading into the Kingdom, on which were scores of travellers and merchants – Doom Guides mounted on their hellish rams.

  The group ignored this. They found a crack the southern side of the rock upon which the citadel was built. The moat water went inside and the group found a huge area with large pillars and a dock with a small dwarven boat. The pillars had numerous chains, such that captives would be in the water.  Chained to a large pillar was a half eaten Ettin. As the group flew towards the docks a huge, many headed beast burst from the water surprising much of the group. The group flowed forward and slipped under the stone doors past the dock, leaving the monster behind.

  Beyond were large dwarf made stairs and a secret door. According to the map the secret door led to a series of derro caves. The group ascended the stairs, and went through another secret door, finding an enormous burial chamber with stone funeral biers upon which were graven images of past dwarven kings. Natural light streamed through huge stained glass windows high up on the eastern wall. Far down the long hall were two figures. One a dwarf and another figure clearly smaller.

  The PCs entered the funeral chamber and Moregrim called out to the figures “We are here to warn the kingdom of impending doom!” One of the far away figures yelled “Tomb robbers! Come forth defenders of my ancestors!” At which point 8 stained glass dwarves burst from their panels and crashed heavily to the floor. They composed themselves for battle, reflecting light through their glass arms and armor. Doughty dwarven visages glared at the group. Each step of the creatures was a cacophony the grinding glass. Their dwarven rune covered armor, axes and shields bore images from the forgotten past.

  Zil ran forward to stop the two figures, the largest ran and hid, while Felndar threw up a wall of fire so they couldn’t escape. Aardgal, Moregrim and Shaft battled the Stained Glass Golems, and Felnar quickly found they were immune to most magic,and even reflected some spells back at him! Eventually Shaft would discern that cold seemed to slow them, while fire sped them up and even healed them a bit.
  Zil confronted a strange little halfling in jester attire. After he grabbed the halfling, the female dwarf attacked him from behind “Leave him alone!” The halfling managed to charm Zil. Ujjal’s Avoral Celestial, whom he summoned, grappled the halfling, and Felnar used a Dominate Person spell to take over the will of the female dwarf. Felnar made her command the stained glass golems back into stasis. 5 of the 8 returned to the wall, unharmed.

  As the group thought about what to do next, they  saw a contingent of 8 Doom Guides gate into the room, led by an impressive female warrior bearing a blood red war axe. She spoke aloud a vengeful poem committed to memory which echoed through the ancient hall:

 

Behold the fallen kings
And watch the fruit their guilt now brings
Seven smitten they shall be


Rest in arms of vengeful mothers
On darkest wings they bring our brothers
Six and a million tears we cry

Forge father’s fury, wildfire force
They shall know no remorse
Five furnaces bright, call the dead to war

On iniquity and hate the beast will feast
To sate the hunger of ages past
Four they have sent, better repent

Mirth and prosperity lost
Tossed into battle, too high the cost
Three pleasures taken the stones shall awaken

No clergy to guard the halls
Faith will break thy walls
Two tribes, one strife
None will survive