Stukje verhaal - had het eerst in het Engels toevallig ;)
The party hole up in the Armory for a few moments, healing up, and then the night turns to day when a dozen sunrods land in the courtyard. The still-active darkness spell in front of the chapel looms ominously up in the middle of them, an inky hemisphere... until it winks out. Dispelled by the invisible wizard!
Onyx peeks around the door and sees a fireball racing towards them. He ducks back, but unfortunately the fireball destroys the door and continues to burn the sheltering party! Magister Tacitus , now visible, disappears around the corner of the keep.
Bar doesn't fancy another fireball, so he races down the stairs, aiming to come back up via the kitchen lift. Hai'A, Rook and Onyx follow while Licère keeps Tacitus busy. First he tags him with contagion via a spectral hand (mindfire! Int damage!) and then he summons some skeletons. A fireball takes out the skeletons and hurts Licère. His retaliation is a spectral hand with vampiric touch - right through the stoneskin - ouch! As the rest of the party near the kitchen, the duel continues - ghoul touch on Tacitus - but he saves! His return fireball burns an empty armory - Licère had already scarpered down the stairs!
It's round about now the party realize they'd destroyed the lift a few days before, to delay Havelyn and Donnagin. Whoooops!
Luckily, Hai'A has a magic rope of climbing, and the group are soon in the keep. The keep is empty and stinks of smoke. All the burned tapestries and chairs have been stacked at the walls (courtesy of much alchemists fire a few days before). Tacitus uses a scroll of invisibility and searches the armory for scorched PC skeletons. He is disappointed and heads towards the keep, where he sees the fastest members of the party (Bar & Hai'A) standing in front of the throne. Fireball! Ouch!
Cue another realization - Bar still has the stone with a silence spell on it. It was in his mouth! Bar promptly charges Tacitus, closely followed by Hai'A, and they race outside, flanking him in an instant. He puts his wand in a cloak pocket and puts his hands up.
Onyx scampers up the rope and heads into the keep, closely followed by Rook in his black, spiky plate armour. Natural 20 on the climb check! As soon as the Asmodean priest sees Tacitus trying to surrendering he draws his thumb across his throat in the universal gesture of "take no prisoners."
Tacitus' eyes widen and he takes off as fast as he can. A half-dozen crossbow bolts from the rooftop cover his escape attempt, striking Hai'A but missing Bar. It's not enough, and while Hai'A holds his feet, Bar rams a greatsword through Tacitus' back. It's a critical. (Because of course it is.) Fifty points of damage and Tacitus is spitted like a pig. Bar throws him over his shoulder, still spitted, and goes back into the keep. From above comes a barely audible "**** this!" and several crossbows land on the ground.
Inside the keep, Tacitus is shaken loose and looted mercilessly. The remaining soldiers upstairs are mopped up soon after and Balentyne is in the hands of the Enemy. In their true forms they cross the bridge, open the doors, drop the drawbridge and wander up to meet the Fire-Axe and his army. As an afterthought they launch the fire-arrow, and when the advance party arrives they gesture towards the open doors. "Move along, nothing to see here..."