Vecna: Eve of Ruin

Victory in the Fivefold Coliseum should have tasted far sweeter than it did. The roar of the crowd still echoed in your ears as you were ushered away from the arena, past petals thrown like offerings and past devils still buzzing with wagers and awe. Mahadi lingered nearby like a shadow that refused to detach, all smiles and praise, pressing feasts and festivities upon you with the same relentless insistence others might use a blade. He promised comfort, prestige, and a meal

Last time, after disentangling yourselves from Mahadi’s web of favors  and surviving a once in a lifetime infernal feast , you finally shook the devil’s hold over you. The meal left you stronger , steadier , and more prepared for what lay ahead. With new resolve, you set your sights on a singular destination whispered across the planes: the Tower of Urm , said to belong to Mordenkainen  himself. The tower revealed itself rising from a lake of boiling blood , a seamless spire

The roar of the Five-Fold Crown still echoed in your ears long after the arena gates closed behind you. Beneath infernal banners and a rain of crimson petals torn from hellish soil, you accomplished what few mortals ever dared to attempt. One of Tiamat’s chosen champions, colossal and forged of divine wrath, fell beneath your combined might. Steel rang against scale, lightning split the air, and spells carved burning arcs through smoke and flame. When the final blow landed, t

Victory Beneath the Red Belvedere The roar of the Five-Crown Coliseum still rings in your ears long after the gates close behind you. Beneath the Red Belvedere, you accomplished what few mortals and fewer fiends ever have. You faced one of Tiamat’s chosen champions, the Pit Boss of the Scarlet Coliseum itself, a creature forged from war, flame, and divine favor, and you slew it in open combat. Fire scorched the air as you took to the skies, steel and spell carving arcs throug

The party stood on the brink of a trial meant to break them. Beneath the Red Belvedere, preparation replaced fear as prayers were whispered, weapons checked, and final words spoken. Cora  knelt in quiet devotion, steeling her faith. Harrow  rehearsed war the only way she knew through motion and muscle memory. Yaxkin  pushed his body to its limits, ignoring the whispers of his sentient spear, while Glory  and Brethka  readied their gear with grim resolve. Above them, the casin

Harrow’s Conversation With Tiamat’s Champion While the rest of the party faced the overwhelming presence of Tiamat, Harrow infiltrated Windfall’s private office. Using invisibility and impeccable timing, she slipped past the pit fiends and entered the Champion’s inner sanctum. The room was chaotic in an elegant way—discarded finery, weapons arranged with casual confidence, and a single rod fragment glimmering in Windfall’s hand. When Harrow revealed herself, Windfall reacted

The elevator chimed softly an almost mocking sound, sweet and harmless, entirely at odds with the magnitude of what awaited beyond. Windfall stepped out first, her crimson silhouette framed by hellfire light. She cast the party a sly smile, winked, and purred: “Good luck.” Then she vanished into the gloom, leaving them alone. Cora, her truesight cutting through all illusions, caught a glimpse no one else could see: Harrow , completely invisible, slipping into the returning el

The party descended into Avernus , the blistering first layer of Hell, where the air shimmered with oppressive heat and the horizon burned red beneath a sky choked with ash. Water curdled into oil, food turned to dust, and every breath tasted like scorched iron—except within one towering landmark that defied the plane’s torment. Carved into the colossal skull of a long-dead dragon, the Red Belvedere Casino  stood as an opulent haven where infernal deals were struck, fortunes

As the party descended into Avernus , the first layer of Hell, the landscape itself rebelled against them. The air was molten and choking, the horizon a sea of blood-red heat. Every step twisted the terrain anew, paths bent back upon themselves, food turned to ash, and even water became thick oil that burned the tongue. It was here that Yaxkin  faltered. His relic, Ruin’s Wake, flared with malevolent runes, whispering to him in the infernal dark. His companions could only wat

Sigil’s Quiet Before the Storm In the heart of Sigil, the adventurers regrouped after time apart. Yashkin and Echeri returned from the Shattered Temple, while Glory and Harrow wandered the markets searching for bread and clean clothes, still splattered with the blood of their previous ordeal. An invitation awaited them: the Festival of Mourning , a Kyrian remembrance of the Day of Mourning. Each was asked to bring a gift, a token to honor those lost. They gathered in the home

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