Morning, Starday the 22nd of Pharast 4708 AR
Awakening from his dream, the earth-elemental-spryte described the contents of the Halls of Greed and Halls of Sloth to his waiting companions. Upon agreeing to assault Ordikon, the school’s lone remaining headmaster, the group girded themselves as Aubrey morphed into the towering Shemhazian demon. Then, with a quick invocation of the Cricket harrow card, the Sihedron were whisked into Ordikon’s presence. The mithral-fleshed mage fell quickly beneath the hail of arrows and sword and fists blows which the group brought to bear against him.
With no one left to oppose them, the Sihedron explored the opulent Halls of Greed. Of particular interest were the late headmaster’s arcane tomes which the group gathered up for later study; the hope being that they’d contain valuable information concerning the means employed to safeguard Karzoug’s life before Earthfall. With Aubrey in his more manageable elemental form, the group progressed through the Hall’s various chambers. They paused to investigate a group of deceased victims which had been transformed into morbid metal statuary, the large crackling pool of unstable magic (which elemental-Aubrey declined to test for the moment) and to converse with the quartet of mephits (who claimed to merely be visitors from the elemental plane of water and no friends of the late Ordikon). Satisfied, the group attempted to walk out of the Halls of Greed, only to have Kivu disappear in a magical fog. Backtracking, the group were informed by the mephits (a little too late) that Kivu had likely been transformed into one of the many fountains’ goldfish. Collecting some of the goldfish into a glass, the group attempted to exit the wing once more. Upon doing so, the curse affecting the fish was broken and Kivu was restored to her human form alongside the handful of fish-turned-centipedes which had been keeping her company in the glass.
Grimly girding themselves, the Sihedron turned their attention to the numerous undead plaguing the Halls of Gluttony which they’d so far ignored. Venturing inside, the group embarked on a grand tour of the labyrinthine catacomb; using a combination of magic and stealth to surprise the isolated groups of mummies, wraiths, ghasts and zombies lurking inside. A half-dozen separate battles and fifty slain undead abominations later, the exhausted group emerged victorious. Although most of the undead had been dispatched easily enough, a pair of exceedingly powerful wraiths had succeeding in gravely injuring and draining away poor Elshbeth’s vitality. With them the Sihedron brought a trove of laboratory equipment and necromantic books along with a few valuables pilfered from empty crypts.
Wearied by their morning’s labours, the group paused in the school’s central rotunda to rest, tend to their wounds and share a simple noontime meal. It was there that Shemhazian-Aubrey revealed his thoughts on what they should do with the school’s titular Runeforge; besides which they sat. Referring to Vraxeris’ journal, the spryte-turned-demon affirmed the late headmaster’s belief that Karzoug would be vulnerable to magics which stood in opposition to those of his magical philosophy of sinful greed. Aubrey however denounced Vraxeris’ conclusion that further sin magic was the key to defeating the Runelord. Refusing to delve into the debased sin magic at all, Aubrey postulated that the ancillary virtues magic, developed by the lost nation’s founder Xin, could prove to be a viable and possibly superior alternative to sin magic. Seeing as how the Runeforge predated the debasement of Emperor Xin’s righteous philosophies, it was the spryte’s belief that the great font could be turned back towards its original purpose by a knowledgeable user. To that end Aubrey proposed using the dust (from the dissolved cage) and ashes (from the spent scroll) gathered when they’d restored and freed Nelevetu as a symbol of the virtue of Fertility. Alongside it he proposed to use the glittering dust produced by grinding the shards of a broken mirror from the Halls of Pride; it being symbolic of a dignified rejection of foolish vanity.
With the group in agreement, the Sihedron approached the magic font. Reaching out mystically to the pool, Aubrey mixed both glittering powders together and cast a measured amount out over the Runeforge’s prismatic surface. Stepping forth first, Elshbeth brandished her sword Hell Reaver and dipped its adamantine blade into the well. Upon its surface the bubbling Runeforge etched a mystic rune combining the virtues of Aspiration and Dignity into a symbol of Inspiration. Then, without warning and as if taking offence at their activities, the huge stone statue of Karzoug standing watch over the Runeforge animated and charged the group. Elshbeth took the brunt of its wrath before hulking Shemhazian-Aubrey mystically interposed himself so as to shield the wounded paladin. In short order the statue was felled by the retaliatory assault of the Sihedron. For good measure Shemhazian-Aubrey put his demonic might to good use and went around the room smashing the remaining six Runelords’ statues into rubble.
Opting to better secure the Runeforge pool before continuing, Shemhazian-Aubrey invoked the Keep harrow card to encase the well in a protective layer of stone. The Sihedron, along with their two golem servitors, then spent much of the afternoon carting treasures, books, equipment, furnishings and the many whole and piecemeal bodies strewn throughout the otherworldly school into the central rotunda; stacking or piling the lot atop the sealed Runeforge well. Shemhazian-Aubrey then invoked the Empty Throne harrow card to speak to some of the dead, along with his second sight, so as to identify and sort out the remains of the school’s seven late Headmasters. When ready, Shemhazian-Aubrey used his hulking demonic body’s massive strength to pick up the entire lot; Runeforge well and all. A single word brought he and his burden into the grand chamber in the Halls of Wrath to regroup with the rest of the Sihedron. Stepping together into the great runic circle inscribed upon the floor, Shemhazian-Aubrey spoke another eldritch word to activate the circle; transforming it into a portal back to the windswept circle of statues at the base of mount Rimeskull; bringing to an end the Thassilonian school’s more than ten thousand years of sinful operation.
Once back on Golarion, Shemhazian-Aubrey invoked the Wanderer card to whisk the sealed Runeforge well along with all the group’s newly gathered belongings to their chambers beneath Oaktop islands for safekeeping. Returning to mount Rimeskull, Aubrey then wove glamour to encase his own demonic limbs and maw in solid stone before abandoning his host’s body for his own spritely form; a split second before his readied companions executed the now helpless and disoriented demon. The Sihedron paused to stand in silent vigil as a group of summoned earth spirit next went about the grim task of interring the remains of the defunct school’s countless dead along with the gargantuan demon carcass near the remains of the white dragon who’d been entombed a day earlier. Their task complete, Sihedron then disappeared from the lonely windswept promontory overlooking lake Stormunder as Aubrey wove glamour to take the Sihedron home. Elsewhere, in the demiplane once known as Runeforge, the quartet of lone water mephits continued to frolic in their pool; lords of their own little world.