Shademurk: Beyond the Walls

Session: Rollo / Iskren / Vultha / Taurio / Sorval / Zantaroth

Xiviskir 7

I speak to thee in words of prophecy: In great heights danger lies, beware the fall into darkness. 
Oh, and if you see some Murkfish, bring them back to me. - Eyjafjallajökull

The party set out from the bandit hideout in order to reach the haunted mansion they had been hearing so much about. It loomed at the horizon, ever creeping closer as they went. 
The final hurdle between them and their goal being the massive metalworking district. 
They entered it and found themselves hailed by a newcomer, though no stranger to Vultha and Rollo, who recognized their clansman Zantaroth. Zanaroth, from his end, had been given a warning from Eyjafjallajökull, the clan Slitz shaman, to be delivered to Vultha. 
During his arrival, the party was set upon by a pack of wild beasts, fanged and ferocious. Taurio took the brunt of the attack and the group dispatched the foul things after a fierce struggle.

More and more beasts find their way North from the Murk and into our district. While the Boros do try their best, it has become rather dangerous to go out on the streets alone.
-Twila

A young lady named Twila opened her door after the beasts were slain and offered her assistance to the party, after a brief chat with Iskren about the state of things outside of the walls of Shademurk. The party then decided to take a breather, bandage their wounds and head on out again. 
A little while later, they came upon a statue where two guards were stationed. The party inquired for the road, saw a little goblin fishing on the far banks and went back on their merry way.

Click clack, bones from the stack~
Click clack, minotaur attack!
-Rakdos Lampooner
As they were about to leave the metalworking district, they heard sounds of fierce combat. A boros patrol had been set upon by a Rakdos Jester and his pet undead minotaur. Two guards fell to the massive axe wielded by the monstrosity, but the might of our heroes combined proved too much for their foes. In shock over the deaths but grateful for his own survival, the remaining guard could but warn of dangers ahead and watch as the party went towards the old Izzet hotel, as they had come to learn that this was their target.

Yes sir, there was a group here to relieve me of my duty. Two Boros guards. They were right there. Errr... My pay is going to get docked, isn't it?
-Lubgrun, Boros guardsman

In the very shadow of the towering hotel, the party met a pair of guards and a mischievous faerie dragon named Har-to Pro'nouns. Learning of a thief holing up in these parts, the group was quick to inspect a few buildings, discovering a mad cultist holed up with a floating demonic beast that shot deadly beams out of eyes attached to tentacles. 
Luckily enough, the combined might of our tired heroes still won them the day and earned them a bit of spoils and a spot of rest.... near a magical circle that grants access to a myriad of other worlds!