Exit Thunderspire

So I don't forget about/lose it, here is the connecting email I sent out to my players before saturday's game. I was going to run Danger at the White Lotus Academy (requires DDI subscription), since 4 of my 6 players are Harry Potter fans. I'll do a recap later.

Our heroes defeated the evil Maldrick Scarmaker and learned (by shamelessly rifling through his personal belongings) that he was in fact a worshiper of Orcus, Foul Demon Lord of the Undead! The ritual he nearly completed would have not only rededicated the temple to Orcus, but opened up another rift to the shadowfell for countless undead horrors to spew out. After giving his ritual book a careful read through, Aderes managed to extract a few rituals for the two Eladrin to learn: Water Walk, Hallucinatory Item, and Last Sight Vision. Intrigued by the possibilties of Hallucinatory Item, Darkguard found a small, previously hidden alcove. Inside was a pair of patchwork leather gloves whose peculiarity was only heightened by the opalescent shimmer of the stitchwork. He surreptitiously slipped the Gloves of Eldritch Admixture into his pouch.

The party headed back to the Seven-Pillared Hall. On the way Dakkon cajoled his new pet Triceratops into following along, and two tieflings attacked (and were subsequently killed by) the party. Hoping to return to the Hall as much-heralded heroes, the party was bummed out by the disappointing deadness of everyone in town. Prince Erethan and his party had managed to save a good number of residents by holing up in the Church of Erathis, but casualties were still very high. Fortunately for Dakkon, the previous owner of the dino (Ulhand Deepgem) perished in the fracas. Borris was so sad about this (Ulhand was the only non-evil dwarf Borris had met in years) that Ulhand's daughter gave him her father's old adventuring armbands. Engraved with really freakin cool geometric symbols, like any good dwarven metal, the armbands had a small inscription on the inside: To my snookums. Love, Vanya. Iron Armbands of Power, Size:Dwarf. Sirius made it through no problem, unless you count the horrid zombie smelling gas he had for the next week.

After a few hours of rebuilding the Hall, Prince Erethan left. He said he was bored, and keep up the good work everyone! A few months of work later, a small shining yellow bird landed on the doorstep of the halfmoon inn and politely asked for the party. It stated that it was sent by Prince Erethan and that the headmaster at the White Lotus Academy had requested his assistance. Though overcome with consternation, (at this the bird frowned most peculiarly), the prince stated very clearly that he was indisposed, fighting very important giants and evil fairies and such. In his place, he figured six other people (our party!) might do more or less as well. As a gift for being so helpful, the bird produced 6 signed copies of Erethan's newest memoir, Cold Iron and Hot Steel: A Hero's guide to the Feywild.

So, bored out of their minds with restoration work, the party gladly accepted and high tailed it out of the Seven Pillared Hall, into the fresh air of freedom!