Leaving the kobolds, the characters immediately dove into Bone Shaker’s cave. The dark halls were no more populated then they had been previously. They went south, to examine the chapel and make sure that it was empty. They found that it was much as they’d left it, though the tapestries were gone and only dried blood stained the floor. There were no corpses.
The characters made it back to the safety of the Keep before the sun fell below the horizon. They found the nearest guard and demanded to speak with the Prefect of the fort. The guard chewed his cud for a second or two and then asked why.
“Because an army of undead is headed this way to tear this fort down to dust!” Long Tom blurted out.
He’s an excitable sort our Long Tom.
We had a mix of people not being able to make it, while other people who hadn’t been there in awhile showing instead. I’ve started being a bit flippant about saying, “All right, you run back to camp and swap out.” In other games I’d probably just run people’s characters as NPCs, but with old school being so deadly and so player skill dependant, that just doesn’t feel right. Sadly, our sessions are rarely more than 3 hours, so the party doesn’t often have the time to make it back in a single session.