|snapping turtle image from Wikimedia Commons|
This session was not recorded.
We played at a FLGS with an abnormal player configuration.
The plan to kill the Hezrou went off well.
Then some cultists ran to the lower level with our characters in pursuit. They overheard the passwords and recited them to the mezzoloth who guarded the stairs.
They did not go down the stairs. The mezzoloth was cool with them. He was just doing his job. They hung out.
Then they decided to kill the dragon turtle in the lake.
One zombie used as bait. Skeleton archers with water walking shot at the thing when it surfaced but soon were destroyed by its steam breath.
The party retreated and reconsidered.
Where can we buy poison?
3 days north, city called Yartar. It’s mobbed up.
They go, meet Davkas’s contact Side Job (Job as in Job Psalms Proverbs). They give a +1 dagger and 850gp for two barrels of mixed poison. And 50g for 3 fresh corpses to raise.
They tripped on mushrooms. The necromancer saw a roiling black ocean of flesh. When he went to walk on it, hands emerges from it to form a bridge. He crossed. Davkas saw himself back in prison, but it was a very very small prison.
Back in the dungeon, the poison is injected into bladders. The bladders tied to zombies. Remaining poison injected into zombie bodies and sewn up mouths.
The corpses kicked into the lake.
The dragon turtle consumes them and dies within the minute.
It was good poison.
They plunder its hoard and end up with a slim profit and a bunch of XP.