In the Shadowfell

The group was in the dark of the Shadowfell, and looking for a way out. Around them was a dark twisted echo of Grand Port, dripping with a cold, malevolent aura. Hungry glances flitted towards them from hollow-eyed citizens of this gloomy world.

Bolgen said he didn't see any difference between it and the real Grand Port. He wanted to burn both to the ground.

Leaving aside the dwarf's destructive tendencies, the group proceeded North, heading to a bazaar. Hans got his hands in trouble when he attempted to pick the pocket of a nearby merchant, and was forced to flee from the merciless justice of the cold Shadowfell... and the equally unpleasant righteous beating Bolgen wanted to lay upon him. He spent quite a bit of time away from the group.

While shopping in the marketplace, the team purchased a magic rod for Cullen, to aid in his invoking of the Raven Queen's wrath. Dentch was interested in purchasing a skull from a skull salesman, but was unable to find an agreeable price... even for a discounted halfing skull.

In the marketplace the group also found information about someone else who could possibly provide them with a way back to the real world. Outside the city walls was Vizous, the Witch, who might aid them in their quest. Over the far city walls the party was pointed towards shimmering, ethereal spikes, and told that was Greyous, the Thunderbeast, another possible way home.

Leaving the dark reflection of Grim Grand Port, the party left the city walls (Hans sneaking behind them, still fearful of the completely heterosexual spanking Bolgen promised to lay upon him). Outside, they could see the shell of Greyous, the Thunderbeast, and it was a huge shell, nearly as tall as Grand Port's walls, with a crown of spikes all over it. The shell shimmered with opalescence, seeming otherworldy in this dark realm.

"I'm not riding a giant, phasing, trans-dimensional turtle if there's any other option!" Aisha declared. No one disagreed, so the Witch beckoned.

In the hut of Vizous, the group negotiated with the hag, and she was eventually willing to provide the party with a ritual scroll that should provide them with a way home. All the group had to do was kill a necromancer who was "interfering" with Vizous' ways. Although fearful of being caught in a dark turf war between macabre crime lords, the gang agreed.

Hauling their precious cargo of goblinoid mechasuits with them, the group headed North, away from Grand Port and towards the necromancer's realm. They passed many disturbing scenes that highlighted the gloom and macabre nature of the Shadowfell, but pressed on.

Eventually they entered the realm of their foe, as they were attacked by the outer guards. A furious battle occurred amongst the broken stone obelisks, with teleporting dark hounds, a winged zombie horse, and a corpse that threw parts of its body at the party. Eventually the party was triumphant.

Finally, the party reached the decaying remains of a manor house, the seat of the necromancer's power. Advancing in, the party took sword and spell to the inhabitants, interrupting a foul ritual that would increase the necromancer's unwholesome army. Fought on all sides by zombies, death priests, and creatures of flayed skin, the party struggled and brought forth much violence and fire. Eventually, the necromancer was brought low, and his forces crushed.

Now the party has completed their task. They wait to see if the Witch will keep to their agreement, or betray them in the cold dark of the Shadowfell's pitch-black night.