Previously on Mostly Mortals...

Deep beneath the cemetery, the fight never ended. Skeletons in the dark. A wall of spinning daggers humming in an archway. And half the party... simply gone.

Caelum returned to find things... changed. His friend Idril, now a towering wall of living water. A ghost called Kruger drifting at his side. So the wizard did what no wizard has done before. He closed both eyes... and opened his third.

Magic missiles! Streaking down the corridor! Into the skeletons! ...And into Idril. Who was, unfortunately, wearing one of them at the time.

Orion arrived from the monastery, poison still burning in his veins, to find a water elemental waving hello. "What do you mean... that's Idril?"

And Idril made the most of it! He seized a skeleton by the leg and beat a zombie to death with it. He turned a burning brazier into a steam bath. He gave Caelum ten minutes with a forbidden book... before he licked it.

But the deeper they went, the older the story became. Memorial halls. A plaque for a beloved hound. Royal stonework... This is the tomb of the Valaryn line. And Mexoz was one of them. They found his true resting place. Sealed by locks made for things that must never open. And bolted to the lid, caged in steel... the Lexicon of Istra.

Then lightning lit the final chamber. And he was standing in it. Mexoz. A third time. Behind him, a statue of a beautiful woman... a sword driven through her heart. Orion knew her name... Aira.

And that is where we pick up tonight...