The Heroes of Rivenhelm found themselves in an impossible valley located underneath a massive glacier. The vale was populated by the outlandish—giant reptilian behemoths, human/dwarf hybrids, cannibalistic halflings and the remnants of the legendary Ninth Legion of Nerath.
While tracking Martran and her minions, the party observed the oppression of valley natives by soldiers of the legion. Our heroes managed to play forces of the Legion against the nascent resistance movement. With the help of their newfound ally, Lucian Ravenna, the party followed their enemy to the Pyramid of the Undying.
The heroes faced the arcanist’s most powerful servants. The sorcerer Damasca, Scav Spellthief, Relka the Choker, Gi-Akma the Gith Mystic and Vohx all fell before the adventurer’s might. The party then turned to stop Martran’s rite of divine ascension. One by one the heroes destroyed the focusing crystals crucial to the ritual.
A wave of light washed over their vision and they found themselves in a featureless white room. They were not alone. A disheveled old man in green robes, surrounded by seven singing canaries. “Well, you seem to be in a pickle,” he greeted them. The old man told the party, “I showed you this so that you would know what my girl was up to—you must stop her.”
When asked what was going on, the man merely said:
“Sorry. Don’t have the time. Time is short. Doesn’t matter how tall you are. My girl ‘s about to put you back in the Cage and I can’t go there. Well, I could, but then I couldn’t get out. It’s a cage you see, The Cage…. And The Lady… Well, she doesn’t like me or my family all that much.”