When they stepped through the portal into Undermountain, the Heroes of Cahervaniel knew that their rash decision to accompany Eriodema would have consequences. They were in a chamber with but one exit, tasting stale air and feeling the weight of uncounted tons of rock above them and uncounted centuries of history around them.
The Ring of Winter told the heroes they were on the fifth level below the surface, and the best course of action would be to head for the surface as soon as possible. They knew of two different stairways to the east and warned them of greater dangers to the south. The Ring was headed to a stairway down, eager to complete their mission on a lower level. They parted as friends, promising everlasting comraderie.
The Heroes set out of the chamber, walking carefully and slowly. After a few hallways, they came to an area with three doors to the north, one east and one south. Going east, the dwarves noticed a narrow pit crossing the floor and Dankhan leapt it easily. He landed on a second, unseen pit and fell onto several sharp spikes in the bottom. The group helped him out and with a quick fly spell they crossed the pit.
Unfortunately, the noise they made was not unnoticed and four hungry trolls rounded a corner and ran at them, drooling. The battle was terrible, and soon the heroes realized they were going to be overmatched. All but Joulran and Abner managed to cross back over the pit. Not having a lot of options, Abner threw a fireball behind the trolls – but too close to herself and Joulran. Not only were the trolls laid low, but so were both half-elves. Joulran was soon roused, but Abner had been killed by the blast. Remembering the charm given to her by the Ring of Winter, Eriodema crushed it and touched Abner’s still body. Life flooded back into her, although she was weak and still badly injured. The group retreated through the door and looked for a place to rest and heal.
The three doors to the north soon showed a privy, a room with a closed chest and the last was a magical door that Abner recognized. She let the Heroes know that the door would cast a permanent silence spell every third time it closed. Eriodema was the only one willing to try the chest and found two healing potions inside.
About this time, guttural voices echoed down the corridor from the west – attracted by the sounds of the fireball. Barrett used his Book of Infinite Spells to create spikestones along the hallway, far beyond their vision. The group heard the creatures fall afoul of the trap and sought refuge in the south. There, they found a large room with more than three dozen gargoyle sculptures and well that looked full of liquid moonlight! They decided not to explore that way and decided to rest in the chest room.
A couple hours after making camp, Dankhan and Joulran were treated to the sounds of claws on the door. Soon, what sounded like dozens of rats were chewing on the door – eager to get at the adventurers within. The group did not want to fight anything at that point, and it seems the gods heard their prayers. Abner had disarmed a trap on the door which would bring the ceiling in the hallway down. The rats’ chewing snapped the wire attached to the trap. The ceiling did come down – killing the rats but trapping the heroes as well. Knowing that they needed their strength, the adventurers continued resting and decided to ration their food.
When they were done eating and memorizing their spells, Eriodema created a magical doorway through the wall past the silenced door and the group continued. They made several turns, trying to stay eastbound as much as possible. They came to an area where they heard someone crying and a great cat roaring. Relying on discretion, they ignored the sounds and kept going. Soon enough, they found an area that sounded (and smelled) like it belonged to gnolls. The group avoided the area and kept heading east.
While heading eastward, they passed through a room that had an old set of leather gloves and a large black gem lying in an old bloodstain. Dankhan pocketed the gloves and Berek the gem and they continued. They went down several corridors, finding a doorway made of iron that they elected to leave alone and eventually a doorway leading east wreathed in noxious vapours.
Deciding that the vapours were not the best choice, the Heroes backtracked to another door right before the vapours. There, they stopped and discussed (loudly) the merits of trying to get past the door. Suddenly, everything went quiet. Realizing they were silenced, they backed off and determined that the door had been silenced. Dankhan took the opportunity to smash the door open, even continuing after he was stabbed by a blade under the door!
Once they had the door open, Barrett opened it to see a wizard facing him with a wand drawn. She bade him to approach but he ducked back instead. She had time to speak a word, and two glowing darts rounded the corner and slammed into him. The Heroes discussed strategies, and finally they noticed the silence had faded. They approached the door again (Barrett leading) and declared their peaceful intent. They met a group of adventurers prepared for battle. After being told that there were not ways up from that area and that the noxious vapours led to a dragon, the Heroes retreated.
Heading south from there, they found a room with another eastern door – perhaps leading where they wanted to go. Barrett entered and was surprised by two gargoyles hiding near the ceiling. His weapons failed to hurt the beasts, as did Dankhan’s and the spells of the group. Guessing there was a dead magic area, they retreated once more and headed for the iron doorway they found earlier.
Going past it, they found the end of the corridor and a set of iron steps leading upward into a dark, evil-smelling room. A horrible voice entreated them to enter, that they were hungry. The group conversed with the creature within and backtracked aways to discuss in private.
Suddenly, a large group of hungry ghouls rounded a corner behind them and ran at the group. They seemed focused on Berek and ignored the others. Slavering and howling, they threw themselves at the dwarf, rending him with their claws and taking large bites of warm flesh.
The ghouls ignored the spells, blades and turning attempts of the others in their desire to devour Berek. He was overwhelmed by the weight of them and it turned into a feeding frenzy. When the Heroes managed to fell the last of the undead, their companion lay dead an partially consumed on the stone floor.