From Graveltooth’s journal:
Following the battle with the spriggans—and that awful plant beast—we planned our approach to Akademgorodok. I still felt woozy after being rendered unconscious, and the loud plumage of the spriggans’ ostrich (now our captive) did not ease the pounding in my head. We determined to stick to the roads, for ease of access to the Gate. Bong Tao and Kato Ticklickler headed back to base camp with a few of the students, who had proved useless during the fight. As we parted ways with our only healer and our deadliest fighter I could not help but feel a growing sense of dread. It turned out to be justified. The lady halfling turned up again, and joined our sojourn into the city. I can’t seem to recall her name as I write this—that’s odd.
As we grew closer to the walls, Wilsmith took the form of a bird and went to scout the situation therein. Myself, Leoben, and the cleric accompanied Dran and the students into the (surprisingly intact) city. Hearing footsteps and scuttling, we made to take cover among the low walls of what looked to be a bazaar. Leobin tripped over his bootlace and was noticed by an eladrin sentry on the roof. At that moment Wilsmith returned, reverting to his half-orc form and tackling the sentry to the ground. From this we assumed that Wilsmith’s scouting had revealed that the eladrin were our enemies. This was a mistake.
We dispatched two of the three sentries and their badass teleporting spider (note to self: get one of those, when we’ve closed the Gate), and questioned the last one. His name was Aofel. He revealed that in fact our purposes were aligned: he belongs to a group that call themselves the Keepers of the Gate. They have been in that place since the Gate was constructed, keeping the Gate closed and safe.
Some weeks previously, however, a mysterious duo known only as the Twins managed to use the Font of Power at the top of the temple to open the Gate. Now the Keepers wage war with the Twins, trying to stem the tide of devils that flow forth from that aberration.
Our party offered to do our part to help the Keepers gain control of the situation. We carried the bodies of the fallen eladrin to the Hall of Knowledge, where the main Keeper force was assembled. We spoke with Thurraya, their leader. She was most unimpressed by Wilsmith, whose awkward advances were scandalous to behold.
The Hall of Knowledge seems to be a library, filled with the stuff of gnomish alchemy. We met an eladrin named Amreth, the leader of the group retaking the Hall, and he joined us as we made our way into a sort of atrium. In a disastrous battle, we fought a number of devils. Many of us came close to death.