Thought I might as well write an adventuring update here - if nothing else to keep the NWN Board ticking over.
You guys on Cailith's server - you probably don't want to read ahead because thar be spoilers!
Ok.. last night (Feb 28, 2003)..
Redman and Dvan were going to be late - or in the case of Redman, very late.

So Aelyta and Brilhasti (plus his summoned Skeleton Warrior) started without everyone else - mainly because we didn't know where Morte' was.
Picking up where we left off - next to the R.A.T.S in Dwarven Mines Level 5, we stepped through, to find - Gasp! - more Spiders! Aelyta bravely stepping forward to fend of the arachnid assault while Brilhasti unleashed the artillery - Blade Barrier, Wall of Fire, Phantasm Killer, Hold Monster, Fireball, Chain Lighting, Icestorm, you know, the usual.
As we progressed - Ettins, Werewolves and Golems - Oh My! A Clay Golem chasing Brilhasti around and around, while Aelyta tried (mostly in vain) to catch up - damn those Golems are quick! before finally cornering him long enough to distract his attention away from our mage.
Arriving at the end of the section to be confronted by a 3-door teleporting room - Brilhasti and Aelyta decided to backtrack and check out an unopened door. That door led them into the Dwarven Camp area - woohoo! Shopping!
Picking up more quests - essentially rescuing the Dwarven Prince, Finding a Cure for the Poisoned King, and kicking some Drow butt. Not necessarily in that order. It was during the shopping Frenzy - what can I say, Aelyta
is female after all - that Morte' and Dvan arrived on the scene. Once the party finished exploring the Dwarven Camp, we headed out to an uexplored section of the Level 5 Mines - to find another blocked entrance to the Level 6 Lower Mines. So we headed back to the Teleporting section, to find that it's a bit of a puzzle - teleporting from one room to another and trying to find Levels 1, 2, & 3 in order to open the Mine doors - which led to an unblocked entrance to Level 6.
The party headed back to the Dwarven Camp to relax and rest, and tackle the Stone Portal - which ended up being an entrance to Level 7 - Upper Reaches of Drow. Arriving at the door a little late, Aelyta could hear much exclaimations of shock and gnashing of teeth as the party was set upon by a pack of swift moving Shadow Mastiffs - there were quite a few Heal spell spell-effects - you know, that lovely glowing blue column.
Deciding that discretion was the better part of valour, the party beat a hasty retreat back through the portal into the Dwarven Camp and headed over to the Level 6 entrance.
Arriving at Level 6, it turned out that yes, there are still more Spiders - but worse, there are now Slaads of every colour - Red, Green, Blue, Gray, and the worst of them all, Death. Blue and Gray seem to cast Daze/Hold spells, and have some pretty serious damage reduction. Death Slaads cast Death magic - to which Aelyta felt the unfortunate effect on more than one occasion. Taking much, much more care now, the party (now Aelyta, Morte' and Brilhasti) worked out some effective Slaad-bashing tactics - basically Brilhasti identified the Death Slaads and repeatedly cast Hold Monster at them, followed by Phantasmal Killer, while Aelyta and Morte' held off the summoned Slaads to give our caster time to "work his magic".
Towards the end of the evening's adventures, the party (now joined somewhat sporadically by Redman) moved into an area populated by a series of bridges, to take on Water and Dust Mephits, and Water Elementals. The death effects of the Water Elementals have to been seen to be believed. Absolutely gorgeous.
And so, dear friends, we leave you here but with this passing note. As is the custom of the Party, at the end of adventures the protagonists turn on each other for some knuckle-dragging good-natured fisticuffs (after the game gets saved, of course..). Hearsay tells me that Brilhasti made short work of Redman (with some assistance from Morte'), and then Morte' went after Brilhasti - and tried to move through multiple Blade Barriers and Walls of Flame. Crispy-fried and already sliced-and-diced Halfling, anyone?