Editor's note: A session occurred between 26 and 27, but no notes exist from that session. We'll continue with the one that occurred next.
Following the confrontation with the cultists, Sabrina instructed Zita to search the altar, but she found nothing of interest. The party moved to an adjacent, previously unchecked room. It was free of traps and filled with tables bearing glass vials, metal satchels, and what may have been a strange, spigoted device. Five masked figures were in the corner, packing doses of Shiver. They surrendered peacefully but refused to remove their masks due to the lack of ventilation. Their leader was a woman named *Myra*.
The masked workers informed the party that sacrifices were being held behind a nearby door. Zita approached and, despite starting to cough and hack from whatever was in the air, opened it. Inside, what had once been a billiards room and conservatory had been turned into a grim chamber of death. Five corpses lay on the billiards table, with two more suspended in the rafters. As they surveyed the bodies, one of the victims suddenly opened their eyes.
Bosley uncovered five sickles and five plague doctor masks, along with three magical scrolls—two *cure light wounds* and one *delay poison*—and approximately 1,500 gold pieces worth of Shiver. London examined the survivors, finding them dehydrated, poisoned, and utterly exhausted. He carefully cut down the two suspended victims. Audrey Rose filled her pockets with empty vials.
As London and Zita began carrying the victims to the foyer, they heard music. It grew louder. London resisted the strange effect, but Zita became nauseated. They pressed on.
Meanwhile, Audrey Rose opened a nearby door after checking it for traps. Inside were a dozen more bodies, all showing signs of Shiver overdose and covered in quicklime. As she examined them, eerie writing began to etch itself into the skin of the corpses. Names and final thoughts emerged: “Maddie,” “Baker,” “I dreamt I saw a shadow figure,” along with each victim’s name, profession, and cause of death. All except one—a young half-elf with shock-white hair. The words on his chest read: “Hello, can you hear me? Are you here to help me?”
London and Zita successfully moved all seven living victims to the foyer. Sabrina then commanded the captured cultists to each carry out a corpse. London opened the door to the outside: the city lay ruined, with rubble in the streets and lifeless trees. He sprinted to the Midnight Temple, returning with acolytes, the priestess, and the magistrate.
As Sabrina and Dal worked to clean the quicklime off the bodies, a sudden flapping above signaled danger. A monstrous winged creature swooped down, seized one of the acolytes, and vanished into the attic.
Sabrina rushed outside to see the others pointing to the attic window. She shouted for the party to pursue and questioned the cultists. They revealed the creature was known as *GreenBean*, a guard who lived in the attic.
Audrey Rose dashed for the stairs, boosted by Dal’s *haste* spell. Reaching the attic, she found the creature pinning the acolyte—it was a **Spider Eater**, a terrifying amalgam of bat, wasp, and spider. It had claws, a venomous stinger, and immunity to webs due to its natural oil. Its venom could cause paralysis.
Bosley arrived to find another person crumpled in a corner, their stomach grotesquely swollen and swarming. Dol sprinted up just as the Spider Eater stung the acolyte in the stomach, eliciting a scream.
Zita, London, and Sabrina arrived in rapid succession. Audrey Rose hurled a flesh-eating bomb and an alchemist’s fire, while Bosley attacked. Zita acrobatically entered the fray and drove her daggers into the creature, killing it. But from the corpse erupted another, smaller spider-beast, which paralyzed Bosley. Audrey Rose and Zita quickly destroyed it.
Audrey examined the acolyte—she was paralyzed but would recover in minutes. Dol found no more victims in the room. London gathered everyone and performed a mass healing. A smaller room off to the side held chains linked to a winch in a different room. Audrey managed to extract one dose of Spider Eater venom.
The magistrate asked for a briefing. Sabrina provided one. The villains were tied up and turned over to the authorities.
Suspecting that Myra might attempt escape, Sabrina and Zita recommended immediate pursuit. A nearby door led to a lift and an emergency ladder. London, Zita, and Audrey took the lift; Sabrina, Dol, and Bosley used the spiral staircase. They met at a large cavern with a covered shaft in the floor, then regrouped and descended together.
At the bottom, they stepped into darkness—and danger. London’s hackles rose just as a spider with a **human face** ambushed Zita. Another appeared behind Bosley. Both spiders attacked, but missed. Zita struck back, and Audrey lobbed another bomb. Dol coated the ground behind with *grease*. London’s sword bounced off the creature’s hide, but the group continued the assault. Bosley, having shaken off the spider’s venom, acrobatically leapt through the slick area and struck. Zita leapt onto the spider’s back, plunging her daggers into its eyes.
With one down, the second spider—already wounded—slipped on the grease and was swiftly dispatched.
The corridor led to a submerged glass dome—an old ballroom. Within stood a bloodstained altar, ragged cultists muttering to themselves, and suspended in the air: a seven-legged **stone spider**. At the front, a woman in breastplate, wielding a spider-sickle and bearing an unholy symbol, awaited them.
Dol called out: “Is that you, Myra?”
She replied with bemusement. “Ah, you’re the ones causing all the noise. What shall we do?”
Dol suggested surrender. Myra offered a counter: “Don’t you want to know who’s behind all this?” Producing a silver, magically resonant key, she explained that there had been a schism in their group. The artifact they uncovered had caused it. Myra sealed it—and those who followed it—behind a locked door. She had no qualms with the group seeking it out.
She agreed to go quietly if her people were spared. The key she tossed to Dol was ornately carved and magical.
She identified the thing below as a **Dream Stone**, the true source of the chaos in the Fallen District. Its aura grew gradually, inducing lucid dreams—or worse. Its influence now covered the neighborhood. Only a ritual could destroy it, and Myra didn’t know it. *Nahum*, trapped behind the sealed door, might.
Sabrina searched the room and found fine food, candles, brassieres, and religious items valued at 1,500 gp. She also learned that one of Myra’s associates, *Joseph B.*, had stolen a religious text.
London attempted to convert Myra to worship a good deity, but Sabrina stepped in with more effective persuasion. Myra relented. She dismissed her followers, urging them never to return.
But before they could leave, the glass panes around them began to glow. The stone spider dropped from above—revealing itself as a **Ling Spider**, an undead abomination. Water surged into the dome.
London shouted for the others to flee. Zita acrobatically flanked with Sabrina and landed a devastating strike—but it barely cracked the creature. It retaliated, striking Zita hard. Dol identified it as a fossilized, undead Ling spider and cast *enlarge person* on London.
The water rose to ankle height. London held the line, casting healing spells. Audrey Rose was struck as she tried to escape but still managed to hurl another bomb. The spider trampled members of the group and climbed the ceiling. The party fled as the water continued to rise.
They escaped up the ladder, reaching safety just in time.
Myra was turned over to the magistrate and cleric. The rest of the day was spent recounting events and filling out paperwork. The city guard eventually arrived to assist.
Before they parted, the magistrate requested they return to the Midnight Temple in two days to finalize matters. Myra, now in custody, appeared mentally broken.
Deep beneath the city, **Mog-Lathar**—the Ling spider—waits in the drowned depths, patient for its next victim.