I had SO MUCH FUN and my players are awesome.
World, meet Kalarel. I spent 3 hours painting him on Friday. He fought the players later that night.
The players burrowed deeper into the Keep, and found themselves in Kalarel's lair, completing his ritual, patiently watching the adventurers. A massive portal stood nearby, a thick membrane across it, and something ominous pushing from the other side.
The adventurers facing off against the Big Bad Evil Guy
After Kalarel tried for a bit to convince the adventurers to join the cause (Orcus isn't that bad after all) they had an epic battle. Nazadak's (played by Joel) power seemed to grow as he ventured deeper into the keep, and the fight culminated in the Ardent (Raiann, played by kissingcrime) driving her sword through Kalarel's chest, and he staggered back to the portal. The Thing Being The Portal lashed out and dragged him back through the membrane.
Kalarel's Lair. Ominous portal on the right, pool of blood + adventurers in the centre
The keep came down around them. The players described their escape, but just as they tried to break free, Naivara (Played by theladylillith) and Vallo (Played by Wilko) were caught by some of the falling rock. While under, they dreamt of their past, and Naivara was even more snooty. An ominous and totally scary presence watched in their dreams.
They were rescued by Raiann and Nazadak, and saw around them as the earth opened up around the keep, and the catacombs emptied their contents into the wilderness, hundreds and hundreds of nameless undead marched towards the town of Winterhaven. The adventurers pursued. Reaching the town, the saw a grim sight. The undead horde had swarmed the wall, and were commanded by a pretty darn large demon.
The adventurers
Adventurers, undead horde, demon, wall. Militia on the wall trying to fight back the problem.
A lone zombie tries to lift the portcullis. (I had so much fun building that wall)
It was a slaughter. The adventurers came full force, and zombies dropped left and right. They worked together with the warlock to fuel his dark power, and in one round Nazadak destroyed 90% of the battlefield, drew in the power of all the undead, and channeled it straight into the demon. It was freaking sweet.
The battlefield a few seconds before everything exploded.
There were cheers from the ramparts as the enemy succumbed to fire, illusion, trauma, thunder and darkness. Finally the demon fell, and the remaining undead crumbled. The town was safe, and Nazadak got laid. Splug the goblin got a sweet goblin tuxedo.
That night Nazadak spoke to his Master, a demonic dragon of great power, who had been keeping tabs on those around his servant. He requested that Nazadak betray the party. Should be fun.