I never thought I would ever ask that question to myself. Typically in my line of work, you don’t ask questions. You just do the job, regardless of who the person is or what happened to them.
Yet ever since I banded together with this group I’m with, I found myself asking those questions more and more.
After today, however, perhaps it’s best that I never ask those questions.
I finally came to at some soldier’s camp and found that I was no longer in the Underdark. I started to lose my cool slightly until I saw Amnon run up to me. He explained that after we touched the obelisk, we were teleported here. Where here is, he had no idea. I felt relief sweep over my body as I looked up and saw the sky, instead of a cavern roof.
I looked around more, and saw others of my party, except for one. Lycyra was missing. I asked Amnon where Lycyra was but he didn’t know either.
A man returned and introduced himself to me as Felric. He said that I was in shock and was about to take me to the camp surgeon. I figured I would go see him anyway, to make sure that I was alright. The surgeon cleared me and I headed back to where my companions were.
While Xillow and Kallista were talking, I tried to pull Amnon aside to speak with him concerning what had happened in the obelisk but when I did so, he was very agitated and cursed me and walked off.
I became very suspicious and decided to follow him from the shadows. Ducking and weaving through the various tents, I followed him all the way to a secluded area in a nearby grove of trees. He then began speaking:
“Everytime I’m about to make a choice, it gets harder! Now that I’m out of the darkness… I miss it.”
Knowing that it’d get ugly fast if I revealed myself, I stayed hidden and watched. Then all of a sudden, I saw a strange rippling in the ground and then a large armored bulette emerge from the ground, knocking Amnon back.
Immediately, I attacked and the rest of the camp came over to attack as well. After some time, Kallista used a rope and a crowbar to hold the beast when I shot an arrow into a weak point of the beast’s armor and killed it. Despite the fact that Kallista received the credit, I felt pretty good about my shot. A nearby archer saw my shot and gave me an approving pat on the back.
I felt complete okay that Kallista took the credit.
Felric then came over to us and told us we were welcome to stay with the camp until they finished investigating a nearby village that we were heading to. He was even kind enough to get us a tent and bedrolls for us to sleep on.
While everyone was keeping comfortable, I went to the perimeter of the camp and went on lookout in case Lycyra showed up.
I saw no sign of her that night. I figured that she could handle herself and that she’ll be alright. I headed back to bed.
The next morning was when she finally showed up. She looked very haggard and tired. When we asked what happened, she filled us in, which I will summarize:
She was captured by one of the spiders that we almost killed. She got herself free and went looking for us. She then came to the obelisk and entered in.
Then she told us that we weren’t out of the Underdark. That we were still in the obelisk. She said that we were in a type of necromatic pillar that was evil in origin. She then told us that everything that we were seeing wasn’t real. To confirm this, I tested Lycyra of her knowledge of what had happened to us previous to the finding of the obelisk. She then answered all of my questions correctly. Satisfied, I confirmed that she was indeed our Lycyra. She and I are then shown a symbol which turned out to be necromatic in nature. We then agreed that we should go along with Felric’s company to investigate disappearances at a nearby community.
When we saw the community, Lycyra suddenly started to become increasingly more and more distressed. We then got rooms at a tavern there and went to go visit an elf who told us what was going on. He then led us to another symbol, identical to the one we saw earlier. Lycyra then absolutely broke down and was very hysterical. She kept saying that “It’s happening again” and that we needed to leave. Losing my patience, I pushed her against the wall and put my dagger to her throat and forced her to explain what was happening.
In hindsight, I could’ve handled that better but I guess I too was under mental duress.
She finally explained that this obelisk that we were in was a death spine, a dark obelisk that latches onto the darkest memories of each member of our group and chose the worst one for us to live through.
It turned out, we were in Lycyra’s memory. Everyone in the community, she said, would be dead within a few days.
She then lead us to a small wooden house for the fact that the elf who lived there kept a journal of everything that had happened. We met the elf, Thorin, and asked him about what was going on. Then Lycyra asked about a white house in the middle of the community and was told that the family living there was alive. She then instructed Thorin to keep a journal of everything that would transpire.
We then headed back to the tavern, finding little luck in understanding what was happening and how we were to stop the deaths of this community.
I don’t know how we’re going to stop the deaths of an entire community but I hope that we’ll find a way.