SoS: Ariglass

Before the Shields stood a goliath of a man, the hired hand of Angelica and Reynolds by the name of Ferragus. This small hall was covered in mysterious glass motifs. His greataxe in hand, Ferragut didn't bother with questions and instead muttered "I've been looking forward to action all day." Roland in tiger form with various eldritch blasts from Hope and smiting light of Aysen were nothing against the epic fails of the goliath barbarian. With a defiant "SHIT! I'm out of practice", Ferragus simply chucks his weapon to the side only to face Roland's feline wrath.   Wandering through this dungeon, the structure of the building seemed to be made of glass meters thick and frosted by dust and time. Fibrous glass, in shards and pulverized, litter the ground and surfaces. "A workshop," Aysen muttered. The next room emanated with the immolating, silvery glow of molten tin pooled in a trough. Mannequins draped in foreign glass armor dotted the room with holding racks resplendent with glass bladed weapons with bronze-like hilts. The Shields gathered a few complete pieces from the various containers. Searching through the workshop complex, strange annubian apparitions began following and attack them formed from dust and sand. These figures eventually followed them out to an ancient catwalk bowing from the heat of the tin floe and the gravity of age. This catwalk cut through a large cavern with a small creek bisecting it. Bowing with the bronze catwalk, Roland returned to her human form as the crew crossed the catwalk carefully. The catwalk led to a door where a room-sized foundry lay spewing gouts of fire every few minutes. With a whirl of flame from the foundry, they could not gather the strength to close the door. After an altercation with the annubians on the scaffolding, the group ventured down into a quarry below the catwalk. Deep within the quarry, tiny whimpers of help echo from its nadir. There, cowered a woman: raven hair and fleur-de-lis tatoo on her ear. It was Angelica. Despite the mistrust of Roland, Angelica warned against the oncoming undead minotaurs approaching from behind them.   With quick wits, flimsy mining scaffolding, and falling stalactites, the gang dispatches the skeletal beasts without any major casualties. Angelica attempts to reconnect with Roland, but he remains steadfast and instead requests the sword Durendal back. Shaking her head, Angelica explains that Reynolds had heard of the 'false wall' from one of the Bradiment prospectors and needed the adamantine strength of this sword to cleave through it. The treasures of this ancient ari was just what they had hoped for. Ferragus stood watch while Angelica and Reynolds split up to investigate the area. She had wandered into the quarry and was trapped by two hulking minotaurs. Joining the party briefly, Angelica showed them a ground door to the foundry which led to mining barracks. Once these rooms housed ancient miners toiling in the quarry. Now, blood effigies to Baphomet painted the halls with mindless patrolling minotaur zombies.   Fighting through the decaying beasts, the Shields reached a statuary corridor. Busts an sarcophagi lined the room leading to large, gemed circle emblazoned on the ground. Angelica sprinted forward to her lover, Reynolds, laying dead within its circle. Sobbing over his corpse and taking up his legendary sword, Angelica began to chuckle. Before Roland could draw his blade, Angelica had charmed him with a hollow kiss. She sauntered with him back to the circle revealing herself not just a succubus in method but in the flesh as well. Between Hope and Aysen, they were able to fight back her infernal attacks and her now reanimated lover while Roland came to his sense. Aysen, retrieving Durendal from Reynolds, was overcome by Angelica's hellish lashes and Reynolds dashing mustache. Gripping the sword was tasked to retrieve, Roland slew the woman whom he'd betrayed his family to appease. To finish the job, Hope leaned over and screamed "DIE YOU BITCH" sending a searing eldritch blast through her forehead.   Searching the looted treasury and statuary hallway, the Shields discover an odd staff made of silvery wood and sharp leaves. As well as urns of enchanted 'hooch' that have survived the toils of time. As well as ingots of tin and ariglass, a cache of airglass weapons lined the treasury. Licking their wounds, the group eyes a carved path down into another part of the cave...