Pushing deeper into West Port the adventurers soon discover that not all is as it seems. Breaking into buildings they find themselves face to face with strange dimensions and non-euclidean architecture. Exiting a door on the ceiling they found themselves back on the street away from the spider square, twisted around and confused as to where they should go. After being unable to navigate the strangely arranged streets.
There was a stroke of genius, and the adventurers climbed above the streets onto the rooftops, discovering that the strange dimensional anomolies at street level had no effect above. Moving rapidly they quickly approached the looming tower that was their objective. A short distance along they began to hear a gibbering chant, one that induced madness and terror in whomever heard it. Rapidly investigating they found a Gibbering Mouther in a dormer window. Fighting as their sanity waned they finally defeated the other-worldly beast.
Feeling run-down they sought, and quickly found, a safe place to rest. Towering above the other rooftops a luxurious appartment welcomed them with a soft bed and secure walls. Sendrina was the first to entire, turning to admire a freakish landscape painting on the wall. Sadly she had failed to check for traps, and the painting morphed around her head, incapacitating her. Waiting cautiously for what was longer than it should have been, the other adventurers finally moved in to make sure she was ok. Rapidly freeing her it seemed the only ill affect was Sendrina was now completely bald. Not even eye lashes. Finally safe they settled down for a well earned rest.
Now recovered they pushed on towards the tower once again, arriving at the great wall that surrounding the Port. To reach the tower they had to cross a dusty bridge, but first had to descend into a large square that formed a nexus of several roads and the bridge. Crossing the square they had to fend off several skeletons, which proved no match for their martial prowess. Freshly victorious they continued across the bridge.
The tower seemed to be carved from a single mountain peak, even the doors fit perfectly into the wall. Inside the tower was a single room, broken only by a well of perfectly clear water in the centre and a strange throne at the far side. Investigating the room they found strange spiral patterns carved into the floor, that hurt their eyes and seemed to twist in ways that should not be possible. After a few minutes of looking around they were greeted by the owner of the tower.
Velspar, a Vampire Sorcerer Lord, slowly descended from above introducing himself and laughing at how adventurers are always drawn to wells. He was more than happy to answer any questions they had, as he felt it was only fair after learning everything he needed to from Sendrina. He explained a little about Cheelast, that he ruled the city, and kept an eye on all events and new arrivals. He knew they had come to kill Vampires, that Nitru had sent them, and that some in the city had suggested they come to the tower. The most startling revelation was that he had no interest in killing them, he simply required a small boon.
Jack had to die. Velspar had decided Jack was a threat and needed to be eliminated. Complete this simple task and their friends would be released from their spider prison. The three friends consulted, and decided attacking Velspar would be a better course of action. Only Bruce came to his senses and convinced them not too, insisting that Velspar was of good character and had good reason to want Jack dead. This was not until Saggy had attacked and Velspar had been able to put them both to sleep. Velspar confided in Bruce that Jack was a shape changer intent on destroying the peaceful city he had spent so long building up, and Bruce felt he needed to convince the others of this.
Although full of doubt the adventurers begrudgingly agreed, and were told they were free to go. With Valspar's blessing they were able to leave West Port with no confusion or conflict. So released they made their way straight to Jack's. Moving quickly Sendrina warned Jack, practically ordering him to leave town, but he was unsure how to react. Sensing the urgency in her voice he promised to leave as soon as he could. Feeling they had done all they could they retreat to the tavern for a meal and a warm bed.