Maybe its the cuts the Dwarven miners made on the stonework of this place, but everything seems at odds with its surroundings. The mine section of this place seemed rather normal but crossing the Stalagos, the crater lake, and heading farther toward the center there now is a growing feeling in your stomach that something is not right,  and it feels like a burden. These inner caldera rooms are of a different excavation type and are very smooth and everything seems rounded but off center. You push on, seeking to resolve this wrong pervaded upon the world and stop these evil cultists from returning their dark God, Tharizdun, back from the abyssal hole he was put in. 
You daydream while your walking through the corridors, of dining with your deity while they tell you to stay on the path 'for now you walk into the flame and into the heart of the darkness'. 


Walking through the new door to the north past the tentacle trapped pentagram room, you find what appears to be a storage room. It is full of crates and a few barrels, A wooden table is covered with tools of all sorts and even a few weapons. A large coil of silk rope sits next to the table, and tools and implements hang from hooks on the wall. Checking the only exit to the west, you find no traps, and find a short hallway then stairs down and a continuation of the hallway. Following along down the stairs and twenty feet farther you come to two doors across from eachother. Checking and listening to the right, you hear nothing and open to a sitting room with plush reddish-purple carpets cover the floor. Couches and chairs, two tables with iron chandeliers holding lit candles.Searching you find nothing of interest but a book on a footstool called, Dark Juices of the Mind.
Crossing the hallway, you check and listen only to hear slight muffled movement sounds. You open the door to a sunken area filled with pillows and blankets. Three chests and a wardrobe are pushed against the south wall, while the other walls are covered with dark violet curtains with black obexes embroidered on them.
A dark ghostly shape of what looks like a human peasant immediately approaches with a threatening stance while a female human priest begins casting spells on herself.

Session 10 and/or 11

The earth elemental was so anticlimactic that I deign to mention it.  Suffice to say it was taken out post haste. Some simple exploration of statues, and other rooms with nothing in them. They turn this way then that way and finally find a forbiddance spell and a high priest of Tharizdun. Very tough fight, were a few people are nearly dead but... victory. Then we took a break for a few weeks.

Last night, the cleric went missing but the party decided to trudge on. Tim rolled up a rogue and no sooner had he brought him in to do some searching that he got himself slayed by slay living (shortest played character of all time, not even 1 min in game time, had three FORT saves to overcome but didn't). So her brother shows up to help. hehe. Flesh golems hiding in alcoves followed by a textbook takedown of them, an area of Deeper Darkness that the party was to scared to go through, unholy fountain room with the words "The Black Tears of Tharizdun, Be Anointed and Walk Unhindered", tentacle trap room with a red pentagram as soon as you walk in tentacles appear and attack(many dead bodies were thrown in to attempt to disarm the trap, finally a fireball followed by fast running made it through), and who could forget the Infernal Device. The best fight of the evening was a silenced room that the paladin went in to examine because a knight of Heironeous was tied up and over time turned to bones and bits of flesh. The paladin examines and the rest of the party watches from the hallway, when they see a humanoid form coalesce out of gas behind him. Grapple, grapple fail, grapple pin, drink....gotta love 3.5 vampires. So, the wizard casts distentigrate. Rolls a natural 20, confirms crit and blows the vamp away who quickly gaseouses away. He will return later...

Awesome fun last night!