Madness Incarnate

We feel them. They are coming. A few are tricked, talking to friends who are not there, family they don’t even really like. Talking. Then Questioning. The Balhannoth’s don’t like questions and they don’t like the Balhannoths. Gone. All gone. The Catonoctrix come, come flying in taking minds, but too late. Too slow. Powerful these new minds. They will come to us next. They will listen. They all listen to Them. Hear Them.

Into the hive. They come to us. Slowly. Confused. Pliant. They come.

“Come, come. Time is nigh. Hurry. Come, come.” And they come. We will protect them. Protect them from the worms below. The burrowing ever deeper worms. Eat right through you if you’re not protected. They resist our protect, but they come with us. The others are waiting, but The Holy One is almost done. Almost done.

They still come, the Neothelids and our beloved Core Spawn Worms. Good pets. They listen. Won’t attack us. Not when we bring minds to The Many. Brilliant minds, careful minds, tasty minds.

Down and down and down we go. They hide below. Far below. Minds scattered, but body below. Bring the body first, the minds will follow. Down into the temple. Temple to Ceratos, The Many, destruction and rebirth shall come.

Join the Circle!

They are hesitant.

Join the Circle!

They go, slowly around the circle. Stopping finally and joining the circle. Kneeling to The Many as he feasts and Rises!

Retreat, but not far. Don’t disturb the ceremony. See through the others. Watch.

The new minds attack! Upset by Their rise! Attack The Holy One and her Acolyte! The Many will take them, will eat them, take them, eat them! They shall be reunited with the Many. Their minds to bring together. Reunification for Rebirth! The Holy One falls, the Reunification incomplete! The Many eats, but They wane. Retreat!

Must retreat, They fall, but will rise again. They will lead us Home one day. Falling is not the end, still scattered. Scattered still.

~Core Spawn Seer Hive Minds

Down and Around

Almost. Got. One. More. Slaadi. More. Less. No. More. Why. All. Gone. Gone. Gone.


The Eyes. The Eyes Will Get Them. All The Eyes. So Loud. Stepping In Them. Get Them!

BiGGeR eYeS! THeY WiLL TaKe THeM! All thE bIg EyEs! Zap tHem! tAke tHem! nO!

gonE agaiN? whY? wherE? hoW? resTing iN anoTher plAce! coMe bAck!

there they are here they come one more level. my precious reality warpers. trick them. take them. you will see.

~Ceratos, the Many

Into the Pit

They come. They Come. Flying on the wings… no, that’s not right… well, one has wings. There’s a carpet and some brooms. Why don’t they have wings. They should coming flying in on the wings of … devils? I don’t know. THeY ComE!

The Children. They know! TheY KNOW! Feed the Children. I’ve fed the ChildreN. Safe ChilDreN, all safe. Not ReadY. Feed them the Children. NO!

He makes a door in the Air. Carries the ChiLDreN inside. Into the Air. How? How? HoW?

Talking. Talking. Taking. Taking. He’s taking them into the AiR! STaY Loyal. Some stay Loyal. Must STay. Can’T go. Should Jump. Not YeT.

Talking to Mistress Hoci now. She won’t Go. Waiting. Waiting. The Holy ONE COMES. Is she herE? Did she Already go DOWN? Waiting.

Safe? And food? Safe to wait and eat. ProTect the ChilDren. Yes, yes. Loyal but Safe. Check on Them for THEM. Into the Air. Into a place that doesn’t exist. THey would liKe that. Safe, safe with the ChildREn.

~ Craggle

More Come Down. Come Down To Me. through the air. through the darkness. InTo ThE ChAoS. dowN dowN dowN tO mE!

KilL ThE LittlE OneS. TheY KilL AlL OF TheM. nOt liSTen. LISTEN TO ME!

ShoW THEM. I’ll sHOw ThEm! My pOWEr! NigHtmAreS! All THEIR nIGHtmaREs! KiLL thEIr NightMARES! KiLL theM All!

LosT. Loose theM. Lose theM. FOUND! FeaST My HuNGRy oNeS! dEAth! kIll! sqUAsh thEm!

Rest. Yes, Rest. Now. Mine. You. Will. Be. Mine.

~ Ceratos, The Many

So Much Shiny

When the dust settled, Master and the others immediately started gathering up all the shiny treasure in the Dracolich’s chambers. There was every so much. Master even found a very shiny key. He seemed very excited about it, maybe it will help them get out of this horrible place.

We go through another wall, behind where the big thing had been waiting. There’s a dead guy in the first room and he blows up a bit before they take his robes off and raid all his chests of shinies. Then there’s a room that has lots of dragon’s breath in it. That’s what master says. Lightning, Fire, Cold, Poison. It’s all really terrible, but they keep going in. The blue-haired one says you have to get hurt by everything and then stand in the middle and get hurt again. So, when they do that, all the dragon-headed statues open up. They quickly take the shiny things and run out again. Good choice, I think.

One last room and a few dispels later, and three more big treasures collected. The dark one is really happy about a big milky rock. Master and the other little ones identify all the shiny things they found. Lots of them are evil, why does this surprise them? Evil place, evil stuff. But they got some good stuff, too. The dark one says we have to go back to his Mom now, seems awfully old to be reporting to mommy, but whatever. He tries, but just stares off at nothing for awhile. Then he tries again and we whisk away to the dark place.

They give this old goblin lady all the evil treasure. She seems very happy about the milky rock, too. And not so happy about the withered dragon heart. But she takes it all and thanks everybody.

Shopping time after that, and people want to visit their families. The big guy goes to see a bunch of humans in the dark place. The red guy drags everyone back to the stinky animal place to go see his family. We go see a weird little gnome there, too, in an underground cavern full of shiny things. They buy a bunch of things, including a hole they were sad they didn’t buy last time they were here. Who buys a hole? You just dig one.

The red one wanted to go see his other family, so we went to a place full of folk like him. Stone bunkers and hobgoblins everywhere you looked. His family seems nice. His friends know how to throw a party! Then we had to go back to the Dark place so the tall man could stare at a different milky rock than the one we found. I don’t know what that was all about, but we had a big party with his human family afterwards. This is more like it. Food, drink, and fun! Next day, back to the dirty animal city for the red one to stare at a rock. His new family is much more boring than everyone else’s, but then we went back to the Take for a proper party.

Partied out, we head back to the hot sandy place. Master takes me with him to the big library with the dark one. They read a bunch of books and they stare at a big crystal ball for a while. The dark one looks disappointed. When we get back together, they decide that they were too late and this trip was wasted. The big guy, however, is very happy over a big gauntlet he bought, even if it took him two days to get it.

Master says we’re going back to the awful place, but not That awful place, one much worse. Oh Boy!



Syran called me a traitor, but he’s gone now, never to bother me again. I didn’t want to die, again, and he didn’t protect me like he was supposed to do. Just let these adventurers come and drag me off into the clean room. What did he expect? He betrayed me first. I didn’t live this long to die like this, powerless and burned to death by torches.

So, yes, I talked to them. I made a deal. My life and Ghor Veles for safe passage and a map. I only promised my zombies wouldn’t hurt them, they still have to get past Oracs and his guards themselves. But oh, if they do! They better, he’ll be very upset with me if they don’t. I just wanted to survive. I hope they kill that old beast properly. If it can even be done. He’s like me, phylactery hidden and safe, but they seem smart, they’ll find it, surely. Please find it.

~Oblyx, Soon to be Alhoun Ruler of all Ghor Veles

Tasty morsels in the stairs. Sleeping in the webs. Come little bugs, come and feed me. Your souls smell so shiny and bright.

Orcus’ minions see them coming. Gaze and strike. But they fall, pitiful things. Barely worth keeping. Oblyx will make me better guardians from these who come.

The Guardians stand, fight and fall. Strong are these who come. Delicious they will be. Fodder for my armies. Oblyx will have to put the guardians back together. Make them stronger.

Burn them down. Take them. Strike them. Kill them! Feel my might! Feel my wrath! I will kill them all!

But they burn so, strike so. They fall. No, stay down. Stop that! I Will Not Fall!


~Oracs, Dracolich Ruler of all Ghor Veles