Session

Nigel Aldane (Library of Blackros Museum) - old associate of society. Left society, and has denied Society access of scrolls and knowledge.

Lukas Artantos - Pathfinder who visited Mwangi, and then who went to Blackrose, sold his found artifact, and left with money. Black Rose was then afflicted with trouble. Yellowed skin, bloodshot eyes. (3 idols of dark wood carved in the likeness of a bearded monkies) Lugizar Trantos spent the better part of a year in the Mwangi. At first he wrote letters to his brother and wife, but after a few months these stopped coming and most gave him up for dead. Lugizar Trantos spent the better part of a year in the Mwangi. At first he wrote letters to his brother and wife, but after a few months these stopped coming and most gave him up for dead. His letters spoke of a lucrative find at one point, three idols of dark wood carved in the shape of bearded monkeys.

Blackros Family- Wealthy, artifact dealers. Trade across border who are warring.

Blackros Museum - Created from single block of stone whose methods of manufacture were lost.

Adryl - Though at odds with Blackros (vs. the Society), wants to send us to help them and try to patch up relationship.

Much of the Mwangi’s darkest interior is ruled by a demon lord named Angazhan, who is described in an ancient text as a thing of primordial darkness, a foulbreathed demon who grunts prophecies of blood to apes and madmen. The jungle is his beating heart.

Anhazhan - (The Gorilla King’s dread city was founded hundreds of years past by cultists who bowed to Angazhan. It is said they captured the souls of monkeys in the wood-grains of strange idols called Tik Taan. The monkeys’ tormented spirits became the slaves and playthings of Angazhan, who murdered their playful whims and replaced them with a deep-seated hate and wild madness. These Tik Taan are rumored to shred the sanity of anyone who spends too long in their presence.

The cultists who created the Tik Taan were hunted by a brave tribe of the Mwangi called the Jambala Jaeg. The Jambala Jaeg created ritual knives, crafted out of bone handles and obsidian blades, to slay the demons inside the Tik Taan. Legends speak of the deadly mists of the Tik Taan, ill humors that invade men’s hearts by seeping into their mouths. Anyone wearing a scarf or other protection against the airborne menace is immune to its effects.

Entrance: Rolling mists and Braziers.

Head into the Honor the Dead Area: Commands and 3 dudes wake up: Mummy (scarab), Skelteon, Warrior. 1 dude does not: He is a jalulu warrior with the knife. Brayden talks to him... then anamates him. we walk into the office and the mists are very thick. Scorpion goes in to scout. We walk in... 2 dudes in lab coats drop down acting all money and baboon shit.. we throw down, and then switch to non-lethal damage.. tryng to cover their mouths with scarves or cloth..

Ash flatblades him the fuck... out.

Wulfbaela grabs the other dude to grapple. He tries to slam the gnome into the wall, but fails. Brayden tees off on the dude's head with a flat blade.

We rescue a guy in a lab coat... Saldac (fat dude with glasses)

We get Saldac to take us back in.. He remembers the idols wrapped in clothl. Wrapped his face and told him to take us to where. Took us to Nigel's desk. On top of his metal crate in which he was hiding, there were was a bunch of scrolls:

Scroll of Cure Moderate Wounds

Scroll of False Life (temp 1d10 +1) - necromancy

Scroll of Dispel Magic

Wrapper of the idols - Warning that these idols are corrupting. There is a chant that disupts the power over men. This piece of fabric. Bard can use it as a countersong, or magic user can use as a dispel enchatement.

We go back, and go for the Exhibit hall of legendary beaset. . because we want prestige. Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeroy Jeeeeeenkis.

Demon masks. Paralyze Ash Hard. we wear them down with arrows, then waste them... then we tackle the last room.

Ziggarut with hiring guy up top.... and greate apore, big final fight with Ape..

>>You notice another of the idols, this one hiding in the mist in the corner