The party awoke in a dark cavern underneath Kenabres, and had to pause for a moment to collect their thoughts and think back on how they got there. They had recently been formed into a brand new unit of Crusaders… just the night before, they were celebrating in a tavern. The next morning was Almas, and they were to march out into the Worldwound immediately after the city’s leadership delivered some speeches.
But the unthinkable happened. There was a massive explosion – a Wardstone had been destroyed somehow – and the Storm King himself appeared. He did battle with a silver dragon in the sky, as demons poured into the city. Chaos reigned, and the ground gave way. As the party tumbled down, down into the darkness, they caught glimpses of the Storm King slaying the silver dragon. Her dying action was to cast Feather Fall on the falling crusaders, saving them from their fall.
And so as they awoke, they sounded off in the darkness:
Hector, a demon hunter. Quiet, but strong.
Crystal, a Changeling Arcanist, serving Torag with her arcane musket.
Richard, an Aasimar Paladin of Torag, wielding a mighty sword.
Beltak, a Dwarven Forgemaster Cleric of Torag.
Cordall, an Aasimar Sorcerer and youngest member of the unit.
Elorien, an Elven Slayer, the unit’s scout.
In the darkness the group found three more survivors: Anevia, a crusader scout from another unit. Her leg was shattered. Beltak healed her as much as he could, but fully repairing shattered bone was beyond his skill — the best he could do was offer a healing potion, bind her leg, and fashion a crutch for her. There was also Horgus, a wealthy nobleman who was way, way out of his comfort zone. He tried to hide his fear behind anger. And there was also Aravashnial, an Elf scholar, who was a caster and a librarian in Kenabres. Unfortunately, the Storm King’s whip passed too closely by his face, thus destroying his eyes and warping his flesh. He was blind… again, Beltak could only administer a healing potion and bandage the wound — more powerful spells would be required to restore his eyes.
The group ascertained that they were in catacombs beneath Kenabres, catacombs that until now had only been rumor. The crusaders encouraged the three survivors to stick together towards the back of the group, with Beltak, Cordall, and Crystal. Elorien scouted ahead, while Richard and Hector led the main group through the caverns.
They collected some gear from among the bodies in the rubble, and distributed sunrods to the three survivors. All the crusaders routinely reminded the survivors that their ultimate goal was to escape to the surface, and make their way to safety. Eventually, Elorien reported that there was a small open space up ahead, where she had seen some movement in the darkness.
The crusaders readied their weapons and advanced. From the rear, Crystal fired off a magic missile towards the ceiling, and the brief flash of light revealed a giant centipede, which fell to the floor and scurried behind some rubble. The group was now keenly aware of a second giant centipede, and engaged fully in combat. Richard was bitten and poisoned. Elorien fired an arrow at the centipede remaining on the ceiling, and it soon became apparent that there were four total centipedes. Cordall let loose with magic missiles, and Crystal let loose with a blast from her musket at one point, showering Richard in goo. The centipedes focused on Richard, knowing him to be weakened from the poison, but could not get any more lucky hits through his armor.
Beltak swung with his hammer, magic missiles and arrows flew, and Richard swung sword and fist alike. Eventually, the centipedes lay broken and smashed about the cavern. The crusaders briefly celebrated their victory as they caught their breath and cleaned off their gear. This was the first time they had been in actual combat together, as a unit, and they were mighty proud of each other.