Having finally completed the Shadowfell Keep, the brave regulators continued back home in search or rest and reward. What they instead found was a curse and a small hunger for donkeyflesh. Valthruan the Prescient explained the heroes plight. Now cursed with anti-divinity, the Regulators had to pray each day just to stave off the gnawing hunger and power leak that had been placed upon them. In order to break such a powerful spell, they must now embark east, to reclaim the horn they won off of Scarthrax, some elf blossoms at the homeland of the Tombadilliads, and the shadowfell grimoire (apparently not found at the most Winterhaven libraries).
The first stop was back to Fallcrest to haggle their traded treasured horn for the horses they had originally received. During the trek, they came upon an imperiled half-orc with a look of impending death on his horizon named "Dick Kursk." They also discovered a +2 magic dagger. Ever hungry for more items to throw in a battle, Balasar took both a chipped axe and the magic dagger, filling his belts with iron. Battle weary and a bit hungry, they stayed the night in the woods and Balasar conversed with crows consuming orc-flesh. All that was learned is they can speak orc and magic was afoot. After announcing his natural success with knowing that crows can eat and fly, Balasar led the way back to Fallcrest.
Fallcrest had become a cold and barren town. The Regulators came to find many in tents and Oryst's old warehouse to be a ransacked house of brick and mortar. The party was able to intimidate most townsfolk with simple sauntering, but the guards of Fallcrest were not so easily swayed. It did not take long for Balasar to pick a fight with the sailors and find himself with a knife in his hand and his back on the ground. Before much information could be gleaned or blood spilt, from the shoreline came a thunderous noise overhead. Roars of thunder and lightning heralded the arrival of skyvikings, the undead kind. The first to fall in the ensuing melee was an unfortunate mother and child; victims of zombie bites and skeleton maces. The regulators came swinging into action. Bom launched into an icy charge, while Balasar, Dick (Richard), and Saladin wet their blades and smacked their maces upon the raiders. Nabiskoh too, launched himself. A fiery shroud expanded out and claimed many minions but, from a lack of concentration or the fickle nature of magic, coalesced underneath to launch the Eladrin 60 feet into the air as well. The remaining fighters took some beatings but were able to persevere and destroy the remaining horde without the aid of magic. Saladin was able to unleash a 100 lifetimes of radiant light, while Bom went to tend to a broken mage. Balasar and Kursk were able to clean out any straggling skeletons with strong blows and face tearing strikes.
No swag was obtained.
