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It was a hot day, we followed the path through the woods and into the brambles where the path continued to a clearing against a sheer cliff wall. We had been this way before, the last time we came this way we were set upon by a horde of dead things. They were dead but they hungered to make us join them, they nearly got the sorceress, but I managed to push back and destroy her would be assassin before she fell under those foul claws.

I’m sure she wishes I were around, that night when she was ripped limb from limb by some unseen assailant.

The cave, this cave, hidden by a well crafted sealing stone, hidden from the world for so long, we knew there was some intelligence at work here though, some remnant of days past, or perhaps something more mortal, maybe these caves weren’t hidden as well as we thought, maybe some priest of death is the intelligence behind their actions, and not some powerful thing that is invading our world, is that what we were told…is that what the commander told us when he hired us to find the source of the evil, some intelligence gives these undead things their will, they rob, they kill they even carry the live ones to this spot, this place of dread.

One of the others is pulling the catch to release the stone, Me and the other warrior get to hold the stone up while the others go inside, that was the plan. As the catch releases I can smell the death from the other side, the stone moves ever so slightly on its pivot, just enough so that even my untrained eye can easily make out the doorway, no that word isn’t right it’s more of a portal, yeah portals always lead to doom, it must be a portal.

It happens as soon as we move this door into its locking position, the woods are suddenly alive with zombies and skeletons, alive with them, huh, I guess that’s the best way to describe it, half of us look back as they start shambling down the bramble path, they must have hidden themselves underground again waiting to trap us here, but why wait till we get the door open, we could just run inside…. That’s when I realized it, we were already dead, this whole thing was a trap, the evil must’ve known we were here before and set this whole thing up for our benefit, were better than this I think to myself as the zombies close and I pull out my sword, the sword glowed a little as if it knew it was about to be used for what it was intended for.

There is something wrong though, others can sense it too, why would this intelligence try to force us into it’s lair, we destroyed its guards last time with ease, If it wasn’t for the unfortunate accident the priest had with cursed war hammer we would have destroyed this place then and that’s when the trap sprung. Three ballista bolts careen through the party, only a miracle prevented at least three of us from being skewered, the zombies coming down the trail weren’t quite so lucky.
In we go says the paladin, and the priestess throws a torch into the cave to light our way.

It is funny, the way time seems to slow down right before you’re about to die. In that moment I knew for sure there was definitely an evil intelligence at work here.

I watched the torch burn its way through the air toward the back of the cave, and as it started to descend toward the ground I could see that the floor was covered with water. The torch touched the ground with a slight clatter as the wood hit first in the water, and then the head, for just a moment I thought the water was going to put out the torch. I know I said it before, and maybe this is why it happens, this whole event only lasted maybe one or two seconds, yet it seemed like an eternity.
First the head of the torch sputtered and then suddenly, it exploded in a miniature fireball, sending pitch in all directions. All the walls and floors were covered in that water, I now know was oil, and then like that, all the walls and ceilings were covered in flames.

I was at the entrance though, huh, I was safe, I was going to make it. Getting through the zombies would be tough, but I can do it, I always survive. Just then I noticed the line of oil, which the fire was quickly following toward the mouth of the cave.
I followed that line, almost as fast as it was engulfed in flame.

This fire’s destination was that of doom, the terminus was a fifty gallon barrel of that foul oil, just as the barrel was engulfed in flame I made out the name on the side, It said simply “Greek Fire Oil…. Handle with care”

So you see seraph, my death was not by my own hands, but by that of a friendly torch.

Story, as told by degenar about his death, to the Seraph of Judgment.

It all began one night in a bar (doesn't it always). We split up the party, and the Half-Orc, and dwarves went to meet a contact at a bar. After waiting a few hours and drinking about a half keg of the local spit-water, the tavern started to fill with dock workers, and working girls, as well as at least two more serving wenches.

Suddenly from outside the bar the noises of a fight brewing insued. four guys squaring off against each other, with a bookie right there taking bets, we all put our money on the fourth guy, good thing we did, it was over in a flash, three strikes three men down and only that fouth guy left standing, We Just had to have him join us, especially since he just doubled our money. We Drank, had some fun, roughed up our contact and went back to the inn with women on our arms. I just had to have four join our group.