Author Topic: Campaign #1 - Somewhere on the Sword Coast  (Read 3135654 times)

Re: Campaign #1 - Somewhere on the Sword Coast
« Reply #915 on: Yesterday at 09:43:21 am »
After resting to regain her HP, Cat awakens fresh and clean. She cooks a meal from snake meat worth 1 ration. Then she inspects the loot.
Nya, we still need to decide what to take and leave Nya!




Re: Campaign #1 - Somewhere on the Sword Coast
« Reply #916 on: Yesterday at 12:18:35 pm »
Yulya rests to restore her mp after filling the focus and gladly eats Cats snake stew. She stores the bandit brooches with the other loot in a barrel and gives the badger ring to Alice.
I think you are the only one immune to its side effects!



So now let us depart to a lower level! I do not even want to think about what awaits us there!

Re: Campaign #1 - Somewhere on the Sword Coast
« Reply #917 on: Today at 04:20:42 am »
[Time: Tuesday, Spring 26, 19:25, 9C Calm]

You settle in and within minutes of resting you get an unexpected visitor.



[Lore 1d20+5=19]

From the glowing non-corporeal vestments, this appears to be a former wizard, the bones animate and creek in a unsettling way and the power emanating from this form is unmistakably that of a lich with the exception that there is no phylactery on his person, which is rather puzzling. He carries a scepter with a brilliant crystal of the same color and shape as those clusters that were growing in the chamber with the Myconids.



[Arcana 1d20+5=24]

Yulya's eyes fixate on this implement and recognition floods her mind, this is a legendary artifact of a bygone age, a royal scepter that was lost hundreds of years ago and though she has no idea what effects or powers it would wield, she knows that its power is devastating, if it still contains charges and is still functional it is well advised not to be the target of that ornate wand's magic.

The jaw of this frightening skeletal being opens and your minds are filled with knowledge. He addresses you as Mormesk, a powerful mage of the Greycloaks of Neverwinter, wizard premier of the king, sent to protect the Forge of Spells. You understand this statement but also question it as he is communicating as if he is still a corporeal being, as if he doesn't fully remember he's now undead.

[Lore 1d20+5=9]

Neither his name not the forge of spells register with you, he continues:

The impression you get is that this is the year 941, but you know this isn't right, it's 1296, and when your minds connect that to his, he pauses in confusion a moment then continues. Until he met his end in the spell battle at the climax of the orc invasion of Phandalin he was a well known and respected protector of the realm.

However, you sense centuries of lost time and hatred, frustration and boredom. Ancient memories of lost comrades and friends as if it was yesterday and one final memory is rather recent, a confrontation with bandits that blew the door off the 'visiting wizard' chamber. In fact, further puzzling memories follow and he's apparently rather confused, he recognizes new excavations and none of this woodwork you now occupy with your tent. He wonders how that's possible in such a short time. But all that is immediately overshadowed by one question of grave concern, and this comes out in a shrill bone chilling voice.

"What is the disposition of the Forge of Spells, I no longer feel its presence."

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Re: Campaign #1 - Somewhere on the Sword Coast
« Reply #918 on: Today at 06:30:45 pm »
Yulya gives the badger ring to Alice.
I think you are the only one immune to its side effects!
Alice takes the ring and looks at it for a moment.
I take your word for it!

Alice tosses the ring into her mouth like a piece of canddy and stores it in the lolibank, handing Yulya 1gp in exchange.

[Time: Tuesday, Spring 26, 19:25, 9C Calm]

You settle in and within minutes of resting you get an unexpected visitor.
From the glowing non-corporeal vestments, this appears to be a former wizard, the bones animate and creek in a unsettling way. He carries a scepter with a brilliant crystal of the same color and shape as those clusters that were growing in the chamber with the Myconids.
Alice is cheerfully impressed by the strange being she characterizes as yet another curiosity on par with, no - topping even the Myconids
Oh cool! He's floating! I've never seen anything like that!
The same pretty glow as the shrooms! Are you their master?

Spotting the scepter, even the magic-blind alien can reach some conclusions.
Ah! You're the one who made these beam-holes and obliterated the bandits, right? Impressive! But please don't make holes in us! We are on your side ok? We hunt down the bandits who broke in here and defiled your vault! But I don't know about the Forge of Spells. Do you, Yulya?

Having nothing to add, Alice reaches in her mouth and shows the Jade Frog to the strange being like a child presenting her teddy bear.