Now this is
what really happened in Rehobeth
for three hours!
Cleveland– Xenoken, Arch Magi of Durator, narrator
John Hofler – Grom
Brian Crouch – Arthas
Darcy Halstead – Rock/Boulder
“The earth is displeased,” said Grom, geomancer
from the western barrens, ”this travel will be rough.”
Rehobeth was infamous for being fierce to those who dared travel to the
ancient church with an even more ancient fate.
It was hidden away in a little tuck of the great Allegheny Mountains,
whose great rolling prominences were overturned by the Earthmother, Slyvannas,
in the first age. However, he was
not alone. Accompanying Grom was
Arch Magi of Durator, an acolyte of Ner’Zhul in the magic's and dark arts; a
paladin of great renown, Arthas; and also one whose wisdom of Rehobeth was both
vast and unrivaled, Darcy, the Rock.
We traveled through the mountains to the ancient church and
assembled our gear and satchels. We
passed through a graveyard whose restless spirits were only quelled by the light
of Amman, the sun. We traversed a
great wall, whose use was obviously to deter adventurers from their death, and
descended into a valley. There the
entrance to our destination laid covered with moss and stone.
Before we descended I was able to take a sample of the moss and having
been trained in herbalism by my master immediately knew of its great healing
properties and stashed it away in my satchel.
With no further ado we entered into the great chasm of Rehobeth.
As we descended, I found a tablet with writing in tongue and
script unfamiliar. I passed it on
to Grom who in his training in the Stonetalon Mountains had come across this
language before; it was of the Glak’Nathal, a race of earth elementals.
And it read:
“Follow the river into the depths and find the Staff of
Rehobeth. From there take it to its
rightful place. Only then can the
Glak’Nathal rest in peace.”
With our task set clearly before us we traveled deeper and
deeper into Rehobeth ever searching for the forsaken staff.
Along the way our comrade-in-arms Darcy, the rock, had acquired a
tremendous amount of experience conversing with the ancient walls and so she
leveled up, into a boulder.
At last we reached the great chamber of Rehobeth whose walls were vast and vaulted. There we found the Staff of Rehobeth and with the strength of the Orc geomancer, Grom, we were able to place it in its rightful spot.
Xenoken and Grom holding the Staff of Rehobeth
There Grom performed the necessary incantations and conversed with the
ancient elementals and their plight from the undead Frogloks.
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