Legacy of Fire!

Two Story Pyramid Adventure Time

Zaci as the Martyr with the GATES of TERROR


We find a mysterious portal that is a riddle and a trap. Zaci, despite my protests, goes forth to unlock this portal, proving she is the guardian of the team. Such sacrifice was noble.


Charlie – Yarar Azar, brother, deva warpriest (Leader), Sarenrae. Keeping us alive, one surge at a time.
Heidi – Hawada, kitsune scout (striker). Boldly opening doors on her own.
Wendy- Zaci, tiefling swordmage (guardian). Sacrificing herself for the rest of the party.
Dan M. – Sumna, tiefling Warlock Assassin (Striker/Controller). Making decisions without the rest of us.
Ali – Tala Ananda, half giant Slayer (Striker). Charging madness.
Wade – Reza, elf druid (Controller/Striker). Sight beyond sight. Finding hidden doors and secret passages.

Daniel- Abudari, goblin artificer (Leader). The voice of moderation and crafter of Tiefling stew.

Diary entry (written in Kelesh)


In exploring the Foulspawn pit on the second level of the Pyramid of Shadows, we find a secret door. Well, Reza did. It seems Reza can see anything.

The door led to another secret door which lead to a chamber with a mysterious portal. When you got next to the portal it gave a riddle. It took us a long ass time to work out what we would do with the door.

It was something like you gain something for going through the door but someone else gets a detriment. I was all willing to go through but Tala kept stopping me. I don’t know why. I don’t mind the suffering of others. Goblins have that trait worked out in childhood. Or is it part of our innate nature.

While I considered nature versus nurture, I followed the group around. Putting up with the vice like grip of Tala on my head. I think she would be a natural at Ogre Headball. Which is a multicultural game based upon scoring points in two iron rings. Goblins are commonly used as the head… size. Head size. I must remember to never play headball and not have Tala play.

It ended up with Zaci going through. She was gone for ten minutes and came out telling us that there were two other doors of terror and they opened a fourth door.

We went looking for doors.

We explored the area and found another passageway that lead to a room with two doors. Reza went to one and Hawada went to the other. They were to check it for traps but Hawada must have heard something because she rushed in. I saw her body get riddled with arrows and her convulsing with poison. She is so brave and … brave.

Anyway, combat ensued. It was an ogre and a medusa standing with a bunch of adventurers as statues. Hawada got turned to stone and almost shattered but Bro Yo was there. He dispelled that like swatting a gnat. I gotta remember that he can just cure anything. Even death.

I am not jealous. I am not jealous. I am not jealous. I am neither too little or too much and I do not have to prove myself to anyone.

We beat them. Thus this diary entry. But there was something interesting. Zaci and Sumna’s father was one of the statues. Oh snap, didn’t see that coming. So we carefully scooped up the remains of devil father. I believe Bro said he would bring him back.

But I kept thinking of that super recipe. Powdered tiefling horn made into a soup is supposed to be a powerful aphrodisiac. And it has a nutty, corrupted taste that is in the salty savory range.

I tried three or four times to get to the bag but Bro Yo knows me too well. Le sigh.

We went on and found the two other doors. Zaci went through one and it looked like she was eaten alive. It even spat out a boot. I realized it was fake because it was an empty boot. She came out and disabled the GATES of TERROR. She was so selfless and awesome.

So the group got past the GATES of TERROR with Zaci’s actions.

What was past it? Well the walls were organic. We started entering a living area and there was this great purple goo on the floor. Savory with a hint of stomach acid. Yet the bouquet was more black ooze.

We took a break at this point and here I am writing this in while I am leaning against a wall that I can feel the pulse of life, fluid and warmth. It is like being snuggled against the bosom of a marilith.

I should mention that my relationship with Sumna is on the rocks again. He didn’t like my arguements about using some of the horn for soup. He called my food atrocious. A crime against nature. Something so unholy that I could be a lord of hell. That last one was kinda nice but the others was just mean. I get so many mixed messages from him.


Lafcadio Varosja

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