Zol, the 17th of Vult
Having established a camp site for the expedition, the party decided to patrol the local ruins to safe guard against any local dangers.
Whatever magics have preserved the city at large did not manage to protect the buildings near the entrance to the city from the ages. These small building were little more than piles of cut stone, the victims of numerous floods over the years. There was little of interest and nothing of value to be found here.
With the nearby ruins cleared of danger, the decision was made to take a closer look at the cenotes that had been so eerily silent. The building here fared even worse than those by the camp. not only being completely over grown by jungle, but many have fallen into the large sinkholes in the area. While searching through the ruins, the adventurers stumbled upon what looked like a recent campsite consisting of a small fire pit, sledge and collapsed tent. The campsite appeared to have been ransacked, and Dadak recognized the footprints of Charau-ka. Kreshton moved to take a closer look at the sledge but was forced away by a swarm of army ants coming from underneath the sledge. Kreshton withdrew a few feet away, but remained in the campsite considering how to deal with the ants. Moments later, when the party had not vacated the area, a half orc stepped out of the collapsed tent and started shouting at Kreshton to leave.
“It’s mine! I found it! The city is mine!” The half-orc shouted as he moved to assault Kreshton. Before Kreshton could move the apparition was upon him quickly followed by the swarm of ants. The half-orc’s attack sweeped through Kreshton’s body leaving no doubt as to the ghostly nature of his attacker and withering Kreshton’s vitality from the inside. Overwhelmed and nauseated by the swarming ants, Kreshton had no choice but to withdraw to a safer distance.
“Nareem Daress will be known as the FIRST to find the city! It’s mine! LEAVE!!” the ghost continued to rant as the Leif and Dadak each in turn tried to vanquish the creature. Dadak, wielding the monkey head fetish, attempted to banish the ghost from this plane, but only managed to upset Nareem further. Leif striking with his mornign star seemed to weaken the spirit, but also took a beating at the hands of Nareem and his ants. One by one the members of the party struck at the ghost only to be subsequently over run by ants and struck hard by Nareem. All were greatly wounded, with Kreshton in full retreat when a final desperate swipe from Leif’s morning star dispersed the ghost at last, the ants disappearing along with him.
In the Jungle not far from the camp the party found the corpse of Nareem, stripped of flesh and with no belongings on him. Searching the camp further, they found loose dirt under the sledge and unearthed a cache of relics that Nareem had hidden away along with his journal.
XP and Loot:
Nareem Daress – 3,200XP
3200 XP/3 = 1,067 XP each (Dadak, Kreshton, Leif)
A bronze ring covered in geometric shapes and studded with tiny pearls
a mithral heavy shield
three mithral spearheads (worth 100 gp each)
a small ivory coffer decorated with detailed carvings of Azlanti fighting serpentfolk
46 uncut zircons
170 gp, 476 sp, and 272 cp in ancient Azlanti coins
The Pathfinder Journal of Nareem Daress