5.10.2006
Day ?: Terminal L
Okay, you pass the fifth day completely uneventfully. Cinder, you head out to pick some pockets to no avail... the dead guys either have nothing, or security's too tight. Don't wanna fuck with the Lichlord's people. You feel bad about just taking Renwick's stuff, but you can't steal without earning a disapproving look from Brogg.
Later that evening, you head deeper downstairs (now two levels beneath the food court) into a drippy subway tunnel. The seven of you are the only people waiting here, except for a giant skeleton, about nine feet tall, sitting on a bench. The tunnel is flooded, forming a sort of underground river, although the water is still and fetid.
It's more of a boat or barge than a shuttle, as it seems to be floating on the dirty water. Actually, it's not any of those things. It happens to be an enormous corpse, of a man about forty feet tall and ten feet wide, face down in the water. A few large wooden crates or shacks have been erected on his back, pegged down into the dead skin. It's not clear how the corpse is propulsed or if there's anyone even driving it/him, as there's nothing else and no one else on the body. The skeleton stands up, crosses over onto the guy's back, and sits down atop one of the huge crates.
You head onto the 'shuttle', and camp out inside a couple of the shacks. Ron and Vrill both look disturbed in their own individual ways. "What the hell is this?" says Vrill incredulously.
Loaded, the body then floats down into the darkness of the tunnels. Unless you make light, it's pitch black for the duration.
...
You finally emerge in a stone vault. For some reason, a red velvet rope is along the water's edge, except for an opening where the giant skeleton disembarks into the station. The only light in here is gloom, coming from the stairs back up... it seems to be moonlight. You leave the station, the giant body floats away, and you head up the stairs into terminal L.
Terminal L is a massive outdoor graveyard at midnight, set on a slowly sloping hill. Midnight? It should be morning, but after being in the dark in the tunnel for so long, and now out here, you're not totally sure just what time- or even day- it is. Random graves, tombs, and mausoleums stretch for as far as you can see. In the distance, things shamble here and there. You see the giant skeleton stalking off down the hill.
"Uh..." says Vrill. "Okay. Terminal L. We need to get to terminal L2. Gimme the tour book." Vrill flips through the book. "Let's see.... 'Terminal L is home to a number of undead nasties and is lately overrun with ghouls and ghoulkin.' Fantastic. 'Since the temporary closure of terminals B and Z, the transportation between L and the secondary terminal, L2, is rarely in service.' This just keeps getting better and better. Hello, Shithole. 'Historically, the shuttle between L and L2 was the first in all of Hello Airport, and was modelled after the Rivers Styx and Lethe of Greek mythology and the Nine Hells...' blah blah architect... blah blah used by... Okay, here we go. 'As the secondary terminal served as the gateway to the temple in Terminal Z, the main entrance was richly decorated and surrounded with willow trees. The Vampire Lord Strahd von Dracular, upon arrival in Hello Airport, constructed his fortress with this entrance as its center, thus securing his power and control in Terminal L for all time.'"
Vrill closes the book and frowns. "'Strahd von Dracular'? That's... that's just maybe the worst thing I've ever heard. This module sucks. You guys should return it and get your money back, go run G1 Against the Hill Giant Chieftain or something. Strahd von Dracular... unbelievable."
Ron nods. "That guy sounds pretty scary." Vrill glares at him and shakes his head. "No, he sounds completely LAME." He hands the tour book back to Marivhon. "Okay heroes, how do you want to find Castle Dracular?"
Later that evening, you head deeper downstairs (now two levels beneath the food court) into a drippy subway tunnel. The seven of you are the only people waiting here, except for a giant skeleton, about nine feet tall, sitting on a bench. The tunnel is flooded, forming a sort of underground river, although the water is still and fetid.
It's more of a boat or barge than a shuttle, as it seems to be floating on the dirty water. Actually, it's not any of those things. It happens to be an enormous corpse, of a man about forty feet tall and ten feet wide, face down in the water. A few large wooden crates or shacks have been erected on his back, pegged down into the dead skin. It's not clear how the corpse is propulsed or if there's anyone even driving it/him, as there's nothing else and no one else on the body. The skeleton stands up, crosses over onto the guy's back, and sits down atop one of the huge crates.
You head onto the 'shuttle', and camp out inside a couple of the shacks. Ron and Vrill both look disturbed in their own individual ways. "What the hell is this?" says Vrill incredulously.
Loaded, the body then floats down into the darkness of the tunnels. Unless you make light, it's pitch black for the duration.
...
You finally emerge in a stone vault. For some reason, a red velvet rope is along the water's edge, except for an opening where the giant skeleton disembarks into the station. The only light in here is gloom, coming from the stairs back up... it seems to be moonlight. You leave the station, the giant body floats away, and you head up the stairs into terminal L.
Terminal L is a massive outdoor graveyard at midnight, set on a slowly sloping hill. Midnight? It should be morning, but after being in the dark in the tunnel for so long, and now out here, you're not totally sure just what time- or even day- it is. Random graves, tombs, and mausoleums stretch for as far as you can see. In the distance, things shamble here and there. You see the giant skeleton stalking off down the hill.
"Uh..." says Vrill. "Okay. Terminal L. We need to get to terminal L2. Gimme the tour book." Vrill flips through the book. "Let's see.... 'Terminal L is home to a number of undead nasties and is lately overrun with ghouls and ghoulkin.' Fantastic. 'Since the temporary closure of terminals B and Z, the transportation between L and the secondary terminal, L2, is rarely in service.' This just keeps getting better and better. Hello, Shithole. 'Historically, the shuttle between L and L2 was the first in all of Hello Airport, and was modelled after the Rivers Styx and Lethe of Greek mythology and the Nine Hells...' blah blah architect... blah blah used by... Okay, here we go. 'As the secondary terminal served as the gateway to the temple in Terminal Z, the main entrance was richly decorated and surrounded with willow trees. The Vampire Lord Strahd von Dracular, upon arrival in Hello Airport, constructed his fortress with this entrance as its center, thus securing his power and control in Terminal L for all time.'"
Vrill closes the book and frowns. "'Strahd von Dracular'? That's... that's just maybe the worst thing I've ever heard. This module sucks. You guys should return it and get your money back, go run G1 Against the Hill Giant Chieftain or something. Strahd von Dracular... unbelievable."
Ron nods. "That guy sounds pretty scary." Vrill glares at him and shakes his head. "No, he sounds completely LAME." He hands the tour book back to Marivhon. "Okay heroes, how do you want to find Castle Dracular?"
