Pulp Alley's Perilous Island Campaign, Chapter 10 -- HELL UNLEASHED
Stumbling from the entrance of the Temple of Ba'al Enoch is Lord Darrow. In his arms, he clutches an orb of pure Perilium. Worshipped as a god by the ancient Enocheans, the stone glows and pulses with unimaginable power.
Strange ghostly vapors lash out from the stone and are absorbed into Lord Darrow's flesh, each wracking his body with crackling energy. Once a man of proud stature and reputation, the twisted form staggering towards you now is a wild-eyed mocking parody of Darrow's human existence. Covered in painful blisters and burns, his face contorts with madness and rage as he screams.
"You should not have come. It is too late for me. Go now! You all shall be destroyed
" With each word Darrow's form suffers horrific mutations, sprouting sickening tumorous growths. In mere seconds, the horrific transformation is complete. "I am the Thrice-Damned Wanderer!" he bellows in a strange echoing guttural voice.
All around you, the very elements of nature are being torn asunder, as they bend to the Wanderer's will. Now is the time to act and there is not a second to spare
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THANKS
Dave
Pulp Alley