Journal of Rollo Lavius 3

Entry #562 - A Night Up a Rope

(G562 01/06/2024 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AL) YI26

[Corhim Sparkledingle the gnome wizard, Fenrir the human warlock, Dak the half-orc barbarian and Levmeia the cleric are on Bone Island doing battle with the vampires of the Dementor.]

DAY 634 (27th Uktar) (November) cont ...

The villa where the vampires had been roosting in was now properly on fire. Flames were licking out through the roof tiles and smoke billowing out of the open doors.

Dak went back in and retrieved four more unconscious dominated people. They were laid out with the others in the courtyard. Even Corhim and Lev helped with the rescues.

Fenrir had made his way to the bedrooms in the east wing, which was not currently on fire, but was full of smoke. He found some coffins and passed one out of the window.
It was empty, so whatever half-baked plan he had ended there and with a shrug he set fire to the room he had just come from.

Dak had gone back in through the main door and was confronted by a vampire, a handsome
fellow that put his hands up in surrender. 'Can we talk?' it asked.
The answer was apparently "no" though and Dak destroyed the creature with a single blow
of his enchanted blade.

He then went into a smoke-filled bedroom and looked out the window. He saw that there was a ladder on the inside of the villa's outer wall. He jumped over the wall and searched the forest, but could not find who had fled that way.

Meanwhile, Fenrir found Dame Veroni hiding under a table in a burning room. She was scared and offered no threat, but he blasted her out of the window into the sunlight where she too was destroyed.

Fenrir flew outside, but if there were any vampires going about as mist, then they were lost in the smoke. I'm not sure, but I don't think vampires in mist form can survive in daylight anyway.

Dak shouted up at him, 'what about all these dominated people?'

They had collected quite a few now, some awake and some not. They tied them all up and talked to the non-dominated ones. No one was sure if they would go back to being dominated after Corhim's spells wore off.

There was a female human cleric in the group and she was the most willing to be helpful but she didn't know much. Dak and Corhim started acting tough, asking how they could have been so easily defeated by vampires when Dak and company had made such short work of them.
'Fuck you!' said one of their captives. 'We lost a lot of our friends trying to take these undead out.'

Dak lost interest in the talk and went to throw all the guard corpses into the burning building.

They all then stood over the coffin they had recovered from the house and argued about what to do with it. First a body was put in it, then taken out again, then it was put in a Bag of Holding and then taken out again. Then it was put on a cart - and then taken off again. I will just leave it at that and let the reader imagine what sort of nonsense was talked throughout the whole farce.

It was late in the afternoon now though, so they eventually put the cart to good use and bunged all the sleeping people on the back of it and trundled down the hill to the villa they had first come to.

When they got there Dak went to the body that was lying in the day room and chopped it into chunks and threw it outside. He then went to the water pump and cleaned himself up.

After checking all the windows and doors were secure on the ground and first floors they went down into the cellar.

One of their captives was a fighter, and he was no longer dominated. He was happy to have been rescued and talked freely.