After Tyrnan’s untimely passing, he seemed to form a new, undead body from the pink goo that had been his remains. Mithos Ironhorn, it seemed, wished them to continue their trials at full strength.
The third trial was a test of strength and speed. The party was transported to a hallway, where they had to make their way past a portcullis to a set of ropes set in a square room with a sloping floor. They were informed of their task, and then the lava began to flow. Quickly.
Takeo managed the portcullis, while the rest fled into the room and began to claim ropes. Arissa used a feather token to create a tree next to her rope, which made the first half of the journey up the rope an easy one for her. The party members climbed at various speeds, with Alexandra the quickest.
As they attempted to climb, the lava filled the hallway and began to spill into the large room. While the slow demise of Arissa’s tree would not normally have been a cause for distress, the lava had so weakened it that when she fell off the rope and landed in the tree, it broke, tearing the rope from the roof of the chamber and depositing Arissa and Derek in the lava.
Fortunately for the two of them, the lava was not yet deep enough to engulf them. They quickly ran to new ropes and began to climb anew. Unfortunately, their fall into the molten stuff caused a lava construct to arise. While the construct played pinata with those who remained on the ropes, Alexandra hauled Tyrnan, who then himself began to help others reach the top.
Alas for Arissa, they could not reach her before the magma monster whipped her body against a wall and shattered her skeleton into a thousand pieces. The remainder of the group, however, managed to reach the top alive.
As with Tyrnan, Mithos allowed Arissa to continue to the final trial in a state of undeath.
The party was lead to a large chamber, with the only visible exit blocked by a shimmering magical barrier. The only other thing in the chamber was the petrified form of Torah, the erstwhile Baron of Bloodmark. The party took a few moments to enhance their combat and protection abilities, while scanning the room for their foe.
Without warning, Old Ironsides appeared and breathed his petrifying breath over the party. Old Ironsides was the patriarch of all gorgons, and the battle against him was long and tiring. Again and again, he charged over and through the melee fighters seeking to entrap him, and again and again the party had to run to pen in the gigantic beast. Arissa cast her spells from a safe distance, while Alexandra tried to keep up with the charging bovine. (Without much luck, unfortunately, although Alexandra did manage to lasso and climb atop Old Ironsides, digging her blades into his back. He did not approve of this, and managed to dislodge her before she could get in another strike.)
At long last, near the end of their resources and nearing the end of their strength, Old Ironsides was defeated. Tyrnan and Arissa collapsed, finally dead.