From the Journal of Arandur Eternal
Perion seemed to take the death of Zarn the hardest. I can imagine, having known the mage for decades can have that affect on you. The death of a companion for a Deva is different though, you feel emotion from all your personalities housed inside your current vessel. This conflicting emotion is hard to deal with but I have no choice but to manage.
Making our way out of the temple and back to Tyrrn was uneventful and the even the fishermen had the gratitude to keep their comments to themselves. A blessing I will make sure to give to Ioun, for giving them the knowledge of a dearly departed. For the arrangement’s of Zarn’s body we set off to find Myrinis who was able to sculpt an urn. We decided to allow Myrinis to keep the remains and his items until we were able to return to Zarn’s homeland in the feywild.
After the ceremony and Perion’s moving eulogy it was time for us to break off to prepare for the return to the temple. I made a small donation in Ioun’s name at the Hall of History and Arcane Study and procured some healing potions for the upcoming battles. Perion and I also purchased a few rituals to help us arm ourselves. Shortly after leaving the Hall Perion found me with some news, it seems that an animal informed him that it knew of the Throne of Anguish. Though not sure if I should trust an animal I did want more information about this Throne. We were to meet at The Lazy Ogre later that day, where Kildrak was currently dealing with his grief. Sure enough when get to the tavern we find out that this animal was merely being controlled by a half-elf druid. This druid had apparently ran across a duergar cleric down Ceridan who claimed to be in league with the other threats(namely the Baron and the dragonkin) we have already faced. It seems that this Throne might have some sort of connection with the underdark, and maybe the Black Thunder Vaults. The half-elf agreed to join us in the destruction of the temple and whatever else we might find in it. Though strange for a druid, his sense of adventure was refreshing.
Once back in the temple we moved deeper into, which was quite literally looking like the belly of some great beast. As we entered the alter room two tieflings appeared an tried to convince us to join their side. Which of course was ludacris. After a short back and forth I failed to convince them to give up their unholy ways and the only choice left was their death. They opened up with fonts errupting from hell spewing out devils licked in flame. These devils burst when dealt damage but between prayers to Ioun and Corellon these portals to the damned were closed. Once these portals were done and we were able to stop the clerics from teleporting the battle was over. Shifting through the ruins we did manage to acquire a broach for Perion to assist in his healing.
With nothing left in this room we decided to continue on, if a little worse for the wear. The next room was very strange, in the center there was a sort of ziggurat with its mirrored sibling reaching down to it from the ceiling. Another interesting feature was that there was active lighting on this level. But it was no different than the previous level in that there was resistance that needed to be delt with. This time some sneaks and a so called honor guard. All of which were dispatched quickly.
Even a Deva can tire of killing tieflings. Though I am sure that many more will die by my blade by the time we are through with this blasphemous temple.