Fires have started around town. 4 specific places. A couple guards peel off. Barty goes to distract the guards We sneak in and lock the door behind us. Barty ghosts in. Then quietly attack the four scarecrows inside. We eat spme berries and Barty dispels the ward on the trapdoor..
We head down the trap door. Down spiral stone stairs intina catacombs. North chanting, east combat, west nothing. We head towards the green lit chanting. Finding a guard post. We blow them up. Then Anwin shoots the scarecrow down.
Onward. To a large vaulted chamber with pointy alcoves. Cultists carry materials morth. 4 Scarecrows guard them. Battle signs to the east. Green ritual chamber to the north. We join battle.
We head forward, berries in hand. Another large room, filled with bodies of dead cultists. And a staircase down, where the glow comes from. Briar found a box in a pillar. Barty dispels the trap. A small black iron hourglass flowing upwards. Briar takes it more more cantripping, and my potion for recovery.
A tattered priest with burning eyes and eight skeletons come up behind us. Acolyte Mordin. They are sweeping up here and will join us below.
We head down another spiral staircase. Death rites on the walls and pulsing green light from below. Chanting and light from the left. Quiet from the right. Eye goes right. We go left to a semi-circular antechamber with four pillars, with cultists kneeling in prayer. Grren seeps through the far door, which is guarded by a cultist who appears to be Corvus, wearing the black armor of a knight, and four massive scarecrows. We take them all down. I am a tired, injured, wolf by the end.
Massive cathedral room. Glowing green throne. 13 villagers around it glazed and chanting. Lord Blackbriar on the throne with the shadowy Pumpkin King above him. 6 scarecrows behind the cultists. We bomb Corvus. The scarecrows bomb us to death (Barty, Briar, and me). Arwin knocks out more of the cultists and Lord Blackbriar kills himself to complete the ritual. The Scarecrow King manifests into the world.
The lich queen enters with her horde and raises the dead to fight again. We rejoin the fight. His throne is destroyed and he is banished back to the netherworld. The scarecrows melt to the floor. The “volunteers” are alive but unconscious.
The lich queen is satisfied with us kerping our word. She didn’t intend to give us unlife. Grats on your unlife. They will be taking back the temple ward of the city. We cannot attack her. We are bound to the goddess of death. We may leave, but are welcome in her ward.
We gather up Rico and the survivors. Heading back out into the city through the undead army. The city awakes in confusion and horror. The Lord is disgraced. The rogue guild gains political power.
We are given a writ of nobility and a manor on the edge of town. Time passes, the Sycthe has half the power in the city. The cult is scattered. The city negotiates with the Lady Templar Lich.
In the spring, we receive a message. The goblins – the barrow collapsed. Large things moving in the darkness below.

