Lord's Rest Inn

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*hey pallghost. i got that pm up and goin if you could check that out plz*

 *Will do*

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

"The suffering,
The suffering,
The suffering,
The suffering..."

Music begins to play from a nearby city. It isn't overwhelmingly loud, yet it is still clearly audible even from here. A dark spiral begins to form in front of the sun, suffocating the light and turning the skies blood red. Dark, spectral, metallic-smelling threads flow in the wind, leading to the source of the music.

"Upon your homes, my angels creep
I send the wounds that never heal
Into your dreams, into your sleep
Until you break, until you yield!"

Screams nearly drown out the music as the blood floods the streets. But life isn't ending there... it is changing.

"I raise the dead, I bring the end,
Thus saith the Red!"

The Eclipse bares down on the earth, filled with hate... and calling something dreadful. Its black, sticky ichor drips down to the earth, and horrors from beyond begin to rise from the inky puddles. Corpses begin to rise, possessed by the dark force.

"I send the pain, I send the change
I send the nightmares out in waves
Until the bodies rise from graves
And there is nothing left to raze!"

Monsters begin to make their way toward the forest that divides the city from the town and the Inn as the umbral threads drift through the village, guiding the beasts to further carnage.

"I have yet bled, I rain black lead,
Thus saith the Red!"

*For the duration of the encounter, the following rules apply outside the tavern:
Healing always rolls max.
All natural dim light becomes darkness.
Failing a wisdom saving throw induces Short-term madness.
Dismemberment is possible, but it is unlikely and not permanent.
Instant-kill effects are disabled (even severing a head won't instantly kill), as are abilities that banish creatures.*

 Meroving/Ani goes to investigate, trying to find the source

*GTG*

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

"The suffering,
The suffering,
The suffering,
The suffering..."

Music begins to play from a nearby city. It isn't overwhelmingly loud, yet it is still clearly audible even from here. A dark spiral begins to form in front of the sun, suffocating the light and turning the skies blood red. Dark, spectral, metallic-smelling threads flow in the wind, leading to the source of the music.

"Upon your homes, my angels creep
I send the wounds that never heal
Into your dreams, into your sleep
Until you break, until you yield!"

Screams nearly drown out the music as the blood floods the streets. But life isn't ending there... it is changing.

"I raise the dead, I bring the end,
Thus saith the Red!"

The Eclipse bares down on the earth, filled with hate... and calling something dreadful. Its black, sticky ichor drips down to the earth, and horrors from beyond begin to rise from the inky puddles. Corpses begin to rise, possessed by the dark force.

"I send the pain, I send the change
I send the nightmares out in waves
Until the bodies rise from graves
And there is nothing left to raze!"

Monsters begin to make their way toward the forest that divides the city from the town and the Inn as the umbral threads drift through the village, guiding the beasts to further carnage.

"I have yet bled, I rain black lead,
Thus saith the Red!"

*For the duration of the encounter, the following rules apply outside the tavern:
Healing always rolls max.
All natural dim light becomes darkness.
Failing a wisdom saving throw induces Short-term madness.
Dismemberment is possible, but it is unlikely and not permanent.
Instant-kill effects are disabled (even severing a head won't instantly kill), as are abilities that banish creatures.*

 Jackson stands on a rock, watching the beast with a look of disgust. He grips his staff and makes his way down, following after it.

Quote from pallghost >>

 Meroving/Ani goes to investigate, trying to find the source

 As they move through the forest to get to the city, they encounter what looks to be a massive werewolf with a blindfold. It wields a massive, cleaver-like weapon studded with eyes.

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 Jackson stands on a rock, watching the beast with a look of disgust. He grips his staff and makes his way down, following after it.

 The beast he encounters looks like a tentacled statue made out of petrified humanoids. It passively faces him, not attacking, just observing.