Wednesday, November 11
Isle of the Damned: Part 2a – The Boneshaper’s Throne
They crawled through an aperture in the Skull’s mouth into a large, high-ceilinged room dominated by two massive metal cylinders, one on each side. Metal walkways lined the wall far above and two large vats were suspended among them.
Ahead, racks upon racks of swords were set on a series of tracks in the floor. Everything in the place clanked loud enough to deafen them—undercut with a sinister groaning and hissing.
“What the hell is this place?” asked Vlad.
A voice boomed around them. “BATTLE IS TRUTH!”
Sebastian pointed up at the walkways above. Just then, six pirates hopped out from their hiding places near the metal cylinders and charged towards the ladder.
Glittering, polished metallic skeletons atop eight-foot frames landed in the pirates’ path. They had reinforced plates across their chests and arms that scraped the floor. There was a hint of flame in their hollow sockets.
“Baumann’s men,” said Vlad. “They must be after the artifacts!”
Kham looked suspiciously at Vlad. “What did you tell them?” more
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