Reclaiming Paphos

The officer nods and indicates for you to follow him. The open gateway is very impressive and can result accommodate several wagons at the same time. The gate itself swings in and is of thick wood bound in metal. Two raised portcullis, one right behind the door when closed and the other at the far side of the gatehouse, hand overhead. Beyond that s courtyard opens up.



The officer escorts you counter clockwise around the courtyard to the west side of the keep. You notice most of the defenders are skeletal like the gate guards except most wear chainmail. There are also small squads of ghostly soldiers that patrol the area either walking or floating high in the air. You estimate there to be several hundred undead in the fortress, none of which look to be as simple as zombies or the basic skeletons.

Entering the keep you pass more full plate guards in front of a door that leads to the keeps main hall. It has a cross shape to it and you are taken to the middle where there is a large table placed and several undead confer with each other in low voices that stop as soon as you enter. Turning to look at you point gestures the Lieutenant forward.

What I need most is information. If you will allow one of my scouts to accompany you then this would give his the opportunity to observe the situation outside the island. He and I will be able to remain in limited contact, within the confines of the city. Thus he can relay to you any further actions I may wish to call upon you to assist me with. He turns and utters a few commands to a nearby spectral aid who flies up through the ceiling. My scout should be along shortly in the meantime I can explain more about how the city is structured and why you may have been having difficulty accessing features. He goes on to talk at some length while you wait for the scout.
After about 20 minutes you hear a flapping noise then the scrapping click of claws on stone. Hurrying down a stairway you see a dark winged kobold. Standing about 3 1/4 feet tall, he tucks his wings under a cloak on his back and throws the cowl up over his head. The commander calls out to him and gestures Meet Geis, one of the few of us able to more freely move about the city. Even so he has his limits. and the short cloaked figure nods his head at you. I will task him with escorting you around the city to retrieve reports from any organization or force that holds ties to Paphos. He will guide you but his charge is to ensure I get up to date reports so do not expect him to endanger himself on your behalf.


A slight pressure is felt by each of you and you each receive words that you somehow know originated from Geis Greetings. I am excited to be able to move beyond the confines of the isle. I have seen much from the air but the distance. and you feel a chilling mental sigh

the deep cowl turns so you feel it looking at you though it is hard to tell as all that can be seen are the feet with custom shoes that allow his claws to move freely, half boot half sandals, sticking out from the bottom of the full body cloak. I was a winged kobol scout in the war, but . . . It was determined I was better suited to work in a city so was transferred here. While I had reported I did not yet have an official role in the guard when the Shattering broke the world. Perhaps that has something to do with it? Or it could be because my body was ripped and shredded to pieces during the shattering. Luckily that is no longer a problem for me the cold sibilant 'voice' of Geis explains.
Whatever the cause when the necromancers pulled us back by activating the last defense I came back as this.
An intriguing state I will likely have plenty of time to get used to.


Many of the forces in the great war were changed or enhance to be better soldiers. I understand that due to the Shattering they were left without means to resume their proper forms. The goblin and Kobolds were used as foragers and scouts. Geis is a bit, unorthodox, for a soldier but he is true to his task and oath.