|The hubbub at the entrance, and that's without the Walktapus!|
|An overview of the complex and Daerius and Giomanach|
The door turns out to be locked, and the lock looks like another gem of dwarven engineering. A large iron cabinet, with thick, impenetrable walls, and a triangular hole on the top, as well as four openings on the front, each in the shape of a quarter of a cylinder. The characters immediately recognize the shape of the elements of the guardian globe, and decide to get the ball over. However, as soon as Herculon removes the ball from the statue's hand, the skeletons attack. The globe controls the actions of the guards, but upon putting the ball back, one of the party deems it a good idea to try and knock down one of the retreating skeletons, triggering all undead guards at once, in spite of the ball being in place. They have no choice now but to fight or perish. Herculon fights like a rabid lion, but suffers several blows. Daerius' ability to tank is thoroughly tested. Giomanach, still standing outside of the room, manages to holdfast one skeleton, and after the skeleton breaks free much against all expectations, manages to keep it out of the fight. That, and the fact that the narrow corridor narrows access, allows the party to wear the enemy down one by one, and they emerge victorious after all, as the party charges into the central hall to aid Giomanach and finish off the last skeleton guard.
|The throne room, Sharkan and Daerius looking worried.|
|The shit hits the fan|