Ye Gilde

It's a Boy!
Fancy and Morti finally give birth

Fancy along with five other women and Morti were brought into the nursing wing of the temple to Shelyn, Goddess of love and Fancy’s patron. Labor had been slow-coming and painful for all of them. Fancy noticed the way they looked at them and her in particular. They told her that she was carrying a boy, but there was something else that worried them, something they did not share with their paladin. It was odd that all of these pregnancies seemed to be in the same state and all seemed to be running late by weeks! Morti was the least pleasant of the expectant “mothers” with his constant whining.

Morti: “Awww geez … child birth looks terrible. All that labored breathing is really going to do a number on my asthma. Plus, when I’m nervous I get gaaaasssy! And don’t get me started about hygiene of the delivery room – oi vey! Do you know who the doctor will be? I’d like to see his credentials. These days, any two bit schmuck can become a healer. Also, if it’s a boy he’ll need a bris. I know it’s a weird thing to do, but what can i say – it’s tradition. My mother – the Gods rest her soul – would be put in an early grave if I didn’t do it. In any case, I doubt you’ll find a proper Mohel, so just make sure the doctor doesn’t accidentally chop off his weewee … that would be aaawful. Awwww geez, all this talk is making me very very nervous, and you know what that means …”

The mothers were eventually ready to give birth … all of them at once! Morti required a c-section. They were in great pain, so much so that even Fancy could not remain conscious. They each passed out. Fancy awoke first, she was nauseous and in horrible pain but she came to her senses because of the crying babies and the screaming. All of the other mothers were still unconscious. She struggled out of bed and stumbled to the next room’s doorway to check on the commotion. She shook away the nausea, reducing it to sickness. There were several hooded men in the room. One crawled out the window carrying a bundled baby under each arm. The other two each stood over one of the priestess midwives that lay in pools of their own blood. The one priestess that still moaned softly was silenced when the man over her jabbed his kukri into her again. They spotted Fancy watching and one man advanced on her with his blade. The other seemed unconcerned and went about sprinkling a powder around the room. Fancy did her best to catch the man leaving with the babies. She knew one of them must be hers. All seven of the cribs in the room were empty. When she suffered a stab but made it out the window she watched the hooded figure along with several others slipping away down the alley carrying the babies. She cried out for help and tried to pursue them but lost them quickly. The city guard and the temple guard took her reports. They tended to the midwives who both miraculously survived. Fancy wanted answers and demanded to speak with the high priest. He told the whole story, that she was tainted with evil as were all the pregnant mothers. Something was very unnatural about the children they carried but they feared for their safety so they treated them and tried to help with a safe delivery. It turned out that wasn’t enough. The demonic children held a dark link to their mothers, feeding on their energy (effectively draining their levels). This kept Morti in a coma, left Fancy weakened considerably but killed the others. There was also a mark left on all the mothers and found on the cribs of the missing infants. The symbol was of a black bat-like creature with red eyes. It was more of a brand on Fancy’s stomach that held the potential to interfere with her holy blessings from the goddess. She also learned of her sister’s recent death and received the family heirloom sword. Still Fancy wanted her baby back!

She went for help from the guild with a reward and the blessing of her temple to back her. She selected a team. Courage the half orc fighter, Dawn the deaf human oracle, Than the goblin necromancer, Djelzeem the human rogue and Fursifer the halfling rogue. The party immediately set about gathering information. They visited several temples around the city (Sarenrae, Pharasma, and Abbadar) and learned of similar incidents occurring there too. The babies were all stolen and the midwives and mothers more often than not were slain. Even some of the priestesses of Pharasma were missing, but the offer of aid the head priestess originally offered was revoked when Than offended them by praising Urgathoa, his Goddess, and their mortal enemy inside the temple. So the group was kicked out instead.

Than eventually identified the symbol they had found and told them it belonged to a cult dedicated to Soul Eater the Demon Lord. The tale was of a demon Lord banished long ago by those that formed this branch of the guild. That name was also familiar to him since he was there when his teammates accidentally released that demon lord from his prison in the Cairnlands a few months back. This cult was composed entirely of fanatical teifling. In the tales the goblin knew, they magically impregnated women then collected the demonspawn offspring when they were born to serve their cult. Some were born as abominations, some were the teifling they desired and some other rare few were born entirely normal. The demon spawn were supposed to grow quickly reaching adulthood in months. They switched tactics since the hooded figures seemed to share demonic traits and the link to the babies was apparently demonic and evil in nature. Djelzeem, having arrived from far shores by ship, knew of a bar at the edges of the docks called The Hallows that was dedicated to teifling patrons. They thought it might be a good idea to try asking around there. While the humans, Fancy, Dawn and Djelzeem waited outside, Than, Courage and Fursifer slipped into the dimly lit bar to gather a little more information. The teiflings inside seemed wary of the outsiders. They whispered in the shadows and eyed them cautiously. Courage made straight for the main bar and began chatting up the bartender and owner in a not-so-subtle half orc fashion. The man was less than friendly. Fursifer and Than tried working as a team and took seats next to a lone teifling trying to gain his favor by buying him drinks. He only spoke to them in Abyssal so Than and the man had a grand conversation about halfling delicacies while Fursier struggled to make out the conversation and tried to present the man with the cult symbol by scratching it into the table. This made everyone nervous. Their dealings with the man ended in them being cast way and Than spilling the man’s drink in his lap “accidentally”. When a tiefling arrived from outside and joined a group in the corner both of the small folk decided there might be some trouble. Fursifer moved to the front door, opened it up and called to the humans “I think we found our guys!” That launched the bar into chaos. The quartet in the corner were indeed cult members and attacked immediately. They injured Than horribly and also hurt Fursifer. Than pulled back to his allies and cast sleep into the room. Unfortunately he only managed to drop Fursifer with his spell. They traded blows and Courage found himself inside alone and flanked by cult rogues stabbing him to the point that he dropped to the floor bleeding and unconscious. Dawn dropped a magical mist which shielded their retreat but also camouflaged the enemy. The party was divided and trying to bring down the cultists before they escaped while the bartender sent for the city guard. Than scared away the leader of the band in the alley outside and one other fled but they did bring down two cultists and carried them away for questioning. Dawn healed and retrieved Courage. Then she channeled to heal everyone since they were all pretty dinged up. When they were unsatisfied with their results of the threats and questioning they took them to the temple of Pharasma for further interrogation. The answers gained let them know where to look for one of the secret bases and that a ritual at midnight would be used to sacrifice the one normal baby. Fancy was worried it might be hers and they headed to the rescue.

Once at the cult hideout, they slipped in using stealth and worked as a team to surprise the demon mother. Courage interrupted her ceremony which saved the one normal human baby. Three abomination babies were here and attacked while two teifling babies huddled at the back of the room by their new mother. The remaining cultists that escaped earlier returned to add to the massive combat. Everyone fought with the rogues, Fursifer and Djelzeem, working together to flank and whittle down the enemy, Dawn using her magic and even rescuing the human baby, Fancy facing off with the abominations and the demon mother and Than tossing his spells into the mix to shake things up. Courage was cursed by the demon mother priestess, Than was spit on with adhesive spittle by the teifling baby boy and a group of them were sonic blasted by the teifling baby girl. The babies were defending their mother. Courage unleashed a huge assault and slashed the baby girl in half. Fancy was none too happy about that or the fact that the three abomination babies were laid to the ground too. She knew one of these was her baby – Damien. Delia, Morti’s little girl, turned out to be the teifling baby girl that Courage slaughtered but by doing so he set Morti free of the curse. The fight turned in their favor. They ended this hideout of the cultists, gained their reward from the temple and returned with two baby boys, one human and the other teifling. Fancy learned that the teifling baby was Damien. She sought the help of the temple to remove the cursed link between them and set her baby free of his ties to his unholy father, Soul Eater. Now her child is growing and quickly. Damien will be a young adult in a matter of months. His mother has already begun the process of training him and teaching him so that he too can join The Guild, wield the family heirloom sword and carry on her family name in honor of her late sister Gidget.

Fancy, Fursifer, Courage, Dawn, Djelzeem each earned 1118xp

Morti earned 200xp

Attacks from the Darkness Conclusion
The Rescue

XP: 2500

The Awakening
Off to find a lost book in the Precipice District ... easy!

The day began early with Chad wandering into the gathering hall where the few available members were gathered. He surveyed the group with disappointment and then held aloft the fancy paper with its golden writing and wax seal offering it to whoever wanted it. The group formed: Nicholas the aged alchemist, Sophie the comedic bard, Her younger disapproving sister Valla the shaman and Bergman the black-lunged investigator, sadly their brawn for the mission. They took the request and found it was a call from Lady Abigail Aruthella of the house of coins – nobles known for having a lot of wealth. They hurried along to meet with the lady and arrived at an estate that left them in awe. Greeted by doormen, escorted by house guards and waited on by servants, it was quite the reception. When the portly lady arrived dripping in finery they managed to repulse her in every way. It was as if these uncouth vagabonds had crawled from the sewers to assault her refined sensibility. Only Valla had the presence to present a respectable image. Her sister, Sophie, flashed the lady, while Bergman coughed on her hand, leaving a bit of his bloody spittle. Nicholas was equally inappropriate then made a scene about using the bathroom and later popped-a-squat in the bushes out front because she denied him. They managed to gather enough information and a map to proceed on the mission but didn’t bother with much in the way of information gathering. They had a map and a direction, find the black and gold book … oh, wait was it black and silver? Well, we’ll find it …

The trip to the precipice was easy enough with the help of purchased carriage rides. The guards at the gates got a hearty laugh when the party stopped to ask what they knew of the area before entering, the fools! Bergman turned out to be an excellent guide once they entered the district. Good thing since that brawn position was a bit sketchy. But, Sophie was sure to keep them entertained with her non-stop string of bad jokes succeeding at further embarrassing her judging sister. Bergman always laughed though, because she is hot! Nicholas picked his teeth and sang a few off key ditties and everyone made their way without incident.

Upon arrival at the half dilapidated mansion, they found a hooded and robed figure standing at the entrance with its back to them. Several of them tried calling out to the mysterious stranger but got no answer. Bergman, being the trusting sort, readied his crossbow and took a shot at them, missing terribly. Yep, good thing he was a great guide! It was Sophie that finally tapped the figure on the shoulder getting a response as the young woman jerked to face them. She was apparently deaf, which made Bergman trust her even less … how did she get here alone? Nicholas enjoyed engaging the young woman with pen and paper and soon learned she was led here by her dreams, a servant of the gods going by the name of Dawn. The old alchemist was all for bringing her along with them. They had a brief argument about what to do with Dawn, but she heard none of that and simply fell into line behind them as they entered the mansion. Bergman cautiously searched their path as they followed the map straight to the stairs and down to the library without pausing for so much as a peek in any other direction. He was sure to check for traps and test the floors though. They reached the grand library and began searching for the book among piles of scrolls and tomes. During their search they uncovered several scrolls and books on the waterways, gods, noble houses and one about the Aruthella household. Nicholas even found a heavy tome about rituals and ceremonies. But it was Sophie who found the the book they sought. She picked it up and began to skim the first pages of the black and silver bound, skull marked book. It was magical and forced her to read the arcane words inscribed there, words that finished a dark ceremony begun over a decade past. A ghost, the man who owned the book in life, Abigail’s uncle and a necromancer of great power killed in the earthquake appeared and began to laugh as his ceremony was finally completed. The ground shook as a cold wave of energy blasted through everyone. The book flew away as the Ceremony of Awakening was completed and the ghost vanished. Everyone looked about unsure what had happened. They spotted a shadow darting about the room, alive! Nicholas threw a torch at it, singing the creature. It struck him back twice, draining the old man’s feeble strength to nothingness. He crumbled to the floor under the weight of his own clothing. It darted at Bergman depleting his strength next. There went their brawn. The others did what they could with Valla and Dawn calling upon divine power to create stones for them to throw at it. They were enchanted to be deadly against the undead. Eventually they destroyed the thing but not before something else began to pound at the barred door to the library. Dawn never heard the pounding and actually backed up to the doorway before Bergman raced over to hold it secure. The others ran for the second exit with Sophie in the lead. The bard heard more pounding at that door. The doors began to shatter under the beating they received and a ghoul wedged itself into the first portal while skeletons and zombies busted through the other entry. Sophie’s grease spells kept them slipping and falling and actually saved their hides while the others used magical stones supplied by Valla and Dawn to destroy the shambling bodies. Although many of the stones missed their mark and went bouncing around the chamber, lost under piles of rubble and parchment. Nicholas’ bombs came in handy too, blowing the bodies apart in masses, until he accidentally dropped one in front of his feet and burned himself. The undead continued to pour towards the chamber, summoned by the Ceremony of Awakening Sophie had completed. The level below the library was a catacomb filled with the burial sites of the long lived Aruthella line. The party continued to try and push their way out of the library and made it into the hallway they entered from, but it was a slow and losing process. At one point Sophie was paralyzed by a ghoul and Bergman found himself shredded by skeletal claws as did Valla, while Dawn felt the solid blow of a Zombie. They had toyed with an idea Nicholas suggested earlier but abandoned it quickly as the undead surrounded them. Now they were trapped in the hallway so the idea seemed their best bet. The book of ceremonies the old man had found earlier was the focus. They dug through the pages scanning for any sign of the Ceremony of Awakening. They found it! Nicholas began the undoing of the ceremony aided by whoever was not being shredded by the masses of undead surrounding them. Valla, Dawn and Sophie all added their bits of arcane knowledge to the process to help the man complete the ceremony. They each paused as they were attacked. Bergman fought on steadily with his weakened strength. The deaf girl destroyed multiple skeletons with her club, giving them breathing room to aid the alchemist. When Nicholas committed to the process he gave it his all and raced through the words to undo what had been done. At an astounding speed born of pure adrenaline and fear, they completed the process and reversed the magic of the ceremony. It came none too soon as those fending off the undead were all but drained of life. The undead collapsed around them as the false life left the corpses. Not wanting to waste any time or take any chances they ran from the old Aruthella estate and hurried through the Precipice eager to be free of this place before darkness set in. They took the book, which was not a diary as they were led to believe but a powerful spell book of necromancy to their guild to be studied. The higher ranking members thanked them for their foresight but had them deliver the item to Lady Abigail and complete the mission. Dawn was invited to join The Guild with her newfound abilities and everyone was paid for their efforts plus a nice sum of cash from the sale of the other tomes they uncovered in the library. They are unsure if there were any lasting effects of the magic, but they did make a hasty copy of the ceremony and it’s undoing before selling that book – just in case.

Bergman, Sophie, Nicholas, Valla and Dawn each earned ???xp

Attacks from the Darkness

Venture Captain Alek made an all hands call to all available Guild Members after coming to suspect that the Guild or some of it’s members may be in danger. Alek explained what he could to gathered members of the guild in the great hall. Watches were posted, but when the attack came it was not at the guild hall but the north most gate of the East Gate residential district and the Precipice District.

It only took a couple minutes for the guild to respond, Alek and his team were the first to teleport in response to the opened gate. Shadows, skeleton, zombies and ghouls all seem to be making their way out into the town. multiple guard had already been killed and as the fight drew on, raised themselves as shadows that had killed them.

The fight took a turn when a monstrous creature known as a Night Walker appeared at the gate. A couple party member speculating that it had been summoned by a Zombie Lord the was seen silently mouthing words from within the broken gate. The lower level members of the party fled, chasing a lone ghoul and saving a local pleasure house from becoming a complete shadow filled conclave.

In the end, reinforcements from the guild arrived. The undead slain and the Shade defeated, but the morning would reveal the the City Council was holding the guild responsible.

The party is now seeking Lord Zaylus, a mage of some power and repute was known to have helped architect the wards on the gates and walls of the Precipice. A mage that is now being held deep with in the Brine Prison.

XP: ??


The call to serve the guild began with Venture Captain Alick calling for all hands-on-deck! The objective was simple, search for this Keleshite female named Kierra. Alick reserved a few members for a special agenda. Those members were to travel the “Zul’d Flume” in the Petal district and speak to a Sultan from Osirion. Alick spoke as to wanting this Sultans future business. The party learned one cannot just go to this fine establishment without proper attire. The guild organized a remedy for this. The group was assigned a fashion liaison and sent to the most fashionable outfitters one can imagine. After several design choices by both the trail guild members and the two current full members they were rushed about.

Sultan Kulbad was awaiting the presence of the party with reserved patience. It was easy to catch onto the fact the Sultan was a seasoned wizard. The Sultan demanded this Keleshite woman named Kierra along with her valuables be found and delivered to an address in the Ivy district. The dialog seemed direct and the Sultan was annoyed easily. He spoke of this young lady being unable to understand her power. He mentioned she has not begun to understand her past. He also noted that this person cannot be scryed upon. The additional information about this woman the party received was, she was believed to be alone, he had no idea where she was in the city, the Keleshite heritage was deeply rooted into worshiping Sarenrae. and other interested factions were already looking for her. After several minutes of the Sultan answered the inquiries from the party, he gestured that they start on their task, a task that paid well. Coinage was brought up for the party for bribing. The Sultan obliged this request with 300 gold per person.

It became very apparent numerous folks were looking for this mystery woman. A clue presented itself, persons with razor tattoos on their forearm. Searching for several hours the party came across the information that the Drywell street in the Puddles was experiencing severe problems with disturbances. A muckrucker informed the group that some folks took a lady to an old crumbled temple within the Puddles. The party was hesitant to run ahead and surveyed the area. Adam detected a sentient mind with a spell. Shok found a trap leading down to the downstairs. So an alternative route down stairs was found. The party ascended into the watery tunnel. They found a skull wrapped in chains painted on the door along with a few traps. Shok peered around the corner and saw a figure with a spiked chain awaiting them.

The battle was brief, Shok made very short work of all three opponents! The spoils were meager! A chest within a chest was found that had a geas scroll combined with a contract. The thieves guild called the Bloody Barbers looked to be recruiting mercenaries to acquire at time called the Amulet of Eyes. But something seems amiss, still no Kierra!

The Pride of Absalom
... To challenge a giant ...

Three weeks had passed since the induction of a whole new band of recruits to help flesh out the depleted guild. The leaders at The Guild had their reservations about this lot, more so than the others that came before them. Experts retrained into fit adventurers was not such a simple or easy task. Traveller went from courier to Witch of the elements with her new familiar the lively fox named Willow, Nicholas evolved from herbalist to alchemist but a mishap in the lab left him in recovery and missing a finger. That was just one sign that they might have made a mistake with this lot. Egglantine left her herbalist roots to take up the trying mantle of paladin carrying her book of documented failures, while Sophie took less of a shift from Courtesan to comedian Bard. Her judgmental little sister, Valla, learned to speak with their ancestors and share her sisters transgressions in the role of a shaman, and Kass the engineer with questionable morals honed skills as a rogue while posing as a nobleman. The final training took Bergman from slave miner to investigator and the ever-moody Theri focused her roiling emotions into the role of a bloodrager.

They were all called together to test their mettle and shape up for their first mission. Apu a local merchant and former hireling to Dr. Reznik, used his connections with The Guild to garner a reduced price on a mission. The connections plus a general desire to see these new bloods tested led to the acceptance of a minimal fee of 100gp to escort him beyond the city walls, beyond the Cairnlands and into the open lands in search of a Varisian caravan in hopes of trading his goods before they reached a proper settlement. Apu had already done his research in locating them with scouts but the scouts returned before reaching them with news of cat creatures lurking in the tall grass. They feared for their lives and that information led to him hiring this band as protectors. The former experts compared skills and new training to form a band worthy of the task. Traveller, Egglantine, Kass and Theri were selected to make the journey and earn the gold. When they learned what the task and minimal compensation was, Traveller set the tone with the phrase “You get what you pay for”.

Apu had his wagon pulled by an axebeak and two pack mules loaded down with goods for trading. They made an immediate departure and noticed the lurking shadows moving about the ruins in the Cairnlands but chose to wisely avoid any conflict there. Once in the wilds, Theri, though often distracted, found it easy to lead them in the direction they suspected the Varisian caravan to be located. A day’s ride through the wilds had them tromping through waist-high grasses when they were waylaid by a band of strange gray humanoids. Only Kass spotted them before their attack was launched and only he was not targeted. Apu took an arrow to the chest and began berating his guards for their failures. Egglantine dodged the arrow that flew her way but both Traveller and Theri were not so lucky. Traveller moved to hide, heal herself and Apu, then pelt the enemy with her sling. Theri flew into a mad rage and cut the nearest creature in half with one swing of her heavy blade. The aging shepherdess was even more deadly with her new weapon and training. Kass added a few crossbow bolts to the fight while Egglantine slew the next enemy and then moved to help him. Theri added another dead body to be stripped. The first threat was gone and they had survived to continue the mission.

As dusk set in, the wisps of fire smoke showed in the distance so they continued on to find a remote farming family closing up for the night. The man, woman and child stowed their goats and chickens. They were unprepared for the arrival of the adventurers. After calming them and assuring them that Theri was harmless, Kass spotted watchers in the tall grass. He fired an arrow and called to draw them out. Three catfolk plus their hunting cheetah revealed themselves. Felix the archer and scouting leader, Purrnima the magically gifted whip wielder, and Dirrasha monk and daughter of the former chieftain all introduced themselves. It turned out that the catfolk were here to protect not hurt. They had been tracking the leader of the gray skinned army (hobgoblins), Shandalla the Frost Giant Queen. They told a story of the giant coming down from the mountains and attacking their pride in the night. She slaughtered a handful of their people before scattering them to the winds, but she had also taken Dirrasha’s little sister Thannis prisoner. They spoke of others from the area, farmers and even a couple of survivors from a large foreign caravan (the Varisians) she destroyed being held prisoner. The catfolk were following her forces and picking off as many of the hobgoblin raiders as they could while planning a time to strike and rescue their pride member. The adventurers stayed at the farmhouse as guests of the farmer. In the night more hobgoblins raided, breaching both house and barn. Traveller sounded the alarm since she was on watch, though her alarm came in the form of her pounding on the locked front door of the house while screaming for help. She dropped one to sleep while waiting for the others to let her in. Kass and Egglantine worked together to subdue the enemies that entered the home, while Theri fought off one in the barn after being awakened with a short-sword to the ribs. Traveller, Apu and Theri were injured as was the farmer but they managed to fend them off with the surprise aid of Felix the archer who arrived in the nick of time to stop the creatures from running off with Apu’s goods. The catfolk fighter was also instrumental in tracking down and recovering the missing axebeak. Traveller spent most of her time healing and tending to the many injured, including waking Felix after he was knocked unconscious.

Come morning a heated debate rose amongst the group. Apu, learning that the Varisian caravan was destroyed, decided that his mission was over and ordered his escorts to guide him back to town immediately before more hobgoblins returned. Egglantine was outraged and insisted on rescuing the prisoners taken by the giant’s forces. Apu called her an oathbreaker and promised to report them all to The Guild for breaching their contract, but they ignored him and left him with the farmers to join the catfolk in a raiding rescue mission.

The catfolk had gathered copious amounts of information on the giant’s forces and their habits. Using that information, they planned to hit the camp at dark when the giant left on her nightly hunt taking a considerable amount of her forces with her. They watched and waited and true to the information gathered the giant left and the camp was much quieter. There was a moment of debate over the best plan of action with some wanting to create a distraction, others wanting to split into two groups to hit the camp from two fronts and others wanting to stick together and slowly sweep in picking off the outlying guards as they went. Egglantine refused the idea of splitting up and they decided to use the sweeping plan as a group. Theri and Felix took up positions on over-watch with ranged weapons while Traveller and Purrnima used their magic skills. Egglantine and Dirrasha kept guard over the magic users. Purrnima kept them connected via her message spells. Purrnima would dampen their senses then Traveller put them to sleep and Kass slipped up to slit the sleeping guards throats. It worked well on the first two and they made their way to the main tent. Inside Kass found Thannis the cat prisoner chained to the giant’s throne and an orc nursemaid telling stories to a horde of hobgoblin and orc children. He warned the others and slipped inside to set about freeing Thannis. He unlocked her chains and her sister, Dirrasha carried her clear to safety. During that time, Traveller, Purrnima and Felix slipped inside to deal with the orc and the brood. Egglantine told them they would not be killing any children. Though she resisted the sleep hex from Traveller, Purrnima managed to put the majority of the children to sleep and the hex worked on the final child still standing. The orc nursemaid seemed confused by her suddenly sleeping children and even heard noises when Felix and Traveller exited the tent, but the children were her priority. The one Traveller put to sleep woke up just in time to draw her back from further search after she called out to the dead body she thought was a sleeping guard. With the first captive free, the party felt a sense of vigor and pushed on to the magic tent where they knew the other prisoners to be. They were warned of a magic-using hobgoblin inside. They needed a distraction to lure the guards away so Purrnima again called on her magic, creating glowing balls of torchlight that drifted through the tall grass just outside of the camp. It was spotted by several guards who went to investigate and called the others. While Purrnima led them away with the light, Traveller detected magic in the tent – most likely the spell-caster. Kass and Felix entered finding the remaining human prisoners and the hobgoblin witch. Traveller’s slumber hex dropped the witch and Kass slit her throat while dodging her viper familiar’s bite. Traveller then put the snake to sleep and it was dispatched as well. Egglantine cut the prisoners free and led them to the safety of the tall grass. The hobgoblins raced to the tents to get their orc and bugbear captains plus the witch but the party was already slipping away. The witch’s body was dragged out as well and looted and the party plus their rescued captives fled into the night victorious!

They returned with Apu to the city where he filed an official complaint with The Guild and did not pay them. The Varisians that survived the giant’s attack were in town and offering a reward for their kinsmen so the group earned 300gp from them which they shared with the catfolk who escorted them back. An invitation to join The Guild was extended to the catfolk that aided them and was accepted. The addition of three capable catfolk, explanation of what happened, news of the Giant Queen Shandalla stalking about the wilds and the praise of the Varisians outweighed the complaints from one angry merchant. To save face, as punishment for their transgressions against Apu, those responsible were required to sign a writ of service without any complications free of charge to the man at a future date.

Egglantine, Traveller, Theri and Kass each earned 1,124xp

Apu earned 662xp

Felix, Purnima and Dirrasha each earned 462xp

A Simple Jaunt
Hirelings, hirelings, hirelings!

Fursifer, Kaleb, and Than Bighead sat in the mess hall of The Guild eating and sharing a table since they often found themselves alone. Though they scarcely knew one another, they found a common bond in their solitude. Chad did not care who they were, but was happy to find the three seated together when he dropped off Felligo Mahd’s latest mission request “A Simple Jaunt”. He handed them the paper and told them in his monotone voice to seek out the famed cartographer since they had a new mission. The three finished their breakfast and headed to the map shop, stopping at Fursifer’s insistence to eat again before arriving. When they did reach Mahd’s Maps the man was there to greet them and introduce them to a tall young woman by the name of Traveller with exceptionally polished manners. He explained that she was a professional courier and was entrusted with a sealed scroll tube with scroll to be delivered to the Port Master in the coastal town of Diobel. He offered 100gp each to the guild members to take a prearranged caravan ride with Traveller to the town from there their mission was to return via caravan with his cargo safely in tow. The journey was set and Traveller would handle the arrangements upon arrival. They accepted the quest, though they had their suspicions that the man might not be sharing all the details with them.

Their trip to Diobel put them in the fanciest wagon they had ever seen in a ten-wagon caravan complete with merchants from various lands, a dozen armored and armed guards and powerful camels to pull them along swiftly. Despite the fact that the caravan master was not especially inclined to having a demon-spawn and goblin among his ranks, Traveller used her diplomatic skills to secure a safe position third from the rear in the procession. The journey moved much faster than expected and the guild members plus courier enjoyed good food and their young attendant’s pampering (Than especially enjoyed sharing the teachings of his dark goddess and frightening the poor boy).

Upon arrival in Diobel they found a room at an inexpensive hospice/inn dedicated to Serenrae where Than enjoyed the moans of the injured the healers tended. Come morning, they made their way to Braggis the Port Master by way of RatBag the Watcher his appointment scheduler. The man required a bribe but managed to squeeze them in. Braggis opened the sealed scroll and laughed. He told them their arrangements would be handled by RatBag and informed Traveller that her services were terminated in the note, stranding her in the town far from home. She cursed Felligo Mahd for it was obvious to all he only hired her to insure the guildies would not peek inside his note and decline the mission. After another bribe to speed it along, they were required to bring two worn down carts pulled by two even more worn down camels back to the city with six expensive rugs and a total of eight hirelings. Two teamsters (Tyson the bedraggled cook and Manny the eager young teen on his first excursion from Diobel) were assigned to drive them. That was their cargo. Any loss of cargo would ensure a reduction in the offered price for the mission. The guild members cursed the crooked map maker for giving them a task with a poor chance of completion. Sure, the ten wagon caravan with its dozen hired sell-swords made the trip easily but they had no such luxuries for the return. It made it worse to know that he could have easily sailed his cargo back to the city safely by ship but did not want to pay the extra taxes for such a venture. Over a dozen experts gathered before Diobel’s gates hoping to win the chance to venture to the city and start a lucrative career under Mahd’s tutelage. The guild members began the tedious process of selecting the experts they would return with but one might say they chose an odd assortment of characters in an effort to get back at their employer:

Nicholas the sixty year old immature tooth-picking poor-signing herbalist that was fleeing persecution after poisoning a “bad man”, Eglantine the hateful and restless young herbalist that loves animals and is working to save money, Sofie the former nail-biting noblewoman turned adventurous and affectionate courtesan looking to see the world, her sister Valla the lazy noblewoman turned driver out to track her shameful and wandering sister down, Cass the complaining engineer also on the run from persecution for his crimes of treason for selling floor plans to the enemy, Bergmann the young minor with the hack of black lung that was little more than an escaped slave, Teri the fifty year old shepherdess that seemed mentally lacking, and finally the poor young inexperienced courier Traveller that had been callously disposed of rounded out their selection.

Together the group set out on the road back to Absolam.

They quickly learned that the old camels could barely pull the wagons let alone the people riding in them so many were forced to walk which led to some infighting when Valla the lazy noblewoman refused to walk so that the older or slower members might ride in the wagons. They made their way day by day and first found trouble when a pair of giant spiders attacked the camp in the night. The arachnids scurried into camp but were luckily spotted by Bergmann who was on watch so that the group could be alerted. Unfortunately, that did not save either Nicholas or Eglantine who suffered the attacks of the creatures and were both poisoned, draining away life and strength. Poor old Nicholas almost died on the spot before the collection of guild members and experts were able to kill the spiders. Valla tended wounds and administered to the injured afterwards ensuring her place riding in the wagon.

They made their way another day without trouble before camping in the wooded hill region. That night after a hearty meal prepared by Tyson the driver-cook, both Eglantine and Sofie found that they simply could not keep their eyes open. They fell asleep on first watch. Fursifer, Teri and Than all woke during the night to strange sounds. The Halfling and the shepherdess passed out immediately upon stirring but Than kept his eyes open long enough to see various shapes, small to large, moving about the camp. It was the silhouette of a woman that put him and the other two to sleep with her magic. When the guild members finally did wake, they found a most disturbing sight. A big bugbear rooted through their camp carrying the mutilated body of the young driver boy, Manny. They sprang into action combining forces to bring the mighty beast down. Kaleb managed to trip it with his bola while Teri ran at it like a mad woman beating it repeatedly while it lay on the ground with her shepherd’s staff. Nicholas, Fursifer and Eglantine joined the attack while Kaleb added arrow fire. The beast smacked Than with a powerful blow but the goblin necromancer replied with his magic sending the bugbear screaming in fear and he tore off into the dark woods. After Kaleb gave a short attempt at chase they realized their group was missing a few members. Tyson the cook, Traveller the courier, Cass the engineer, Sophie the courtesan and Bergmann the miner plus both old camels and all six rugs were gone. Everyone had a strange taste in their mouth and a headache which suggested they might have been drugged. They spotted an easy trail marking where the laden camels plus small, medium and large creatures had gone and decided to follow …

Meanwhile, Traveller, Cass, Sophie and Bergmann awoke in a camp next to a cavern. A huge fire lit the scene as a massive minotaur raged about the clearing angry that the bugbear had not arrived yet with more slaves. A dark elf woman calmed him and the pair left to go investigate. Unsure of their time limit to escape, Cass picked his cage lock and then did the same to free Traveller while Sophie struggled helplessly in her rope bindings until Traveller cut her free and Bergmann wriggle clear of his ropes. They heard the sound of odd singing coming from the cavern and knew the dark elf had called out to someone to watch over them in her absence. The others worked to gather the camels for a quick escape but found them exhausted and hard to move. Bergmann waited with spear at the ready and stabbed the tiny gangly creature (a wayang) as it exited the cave. The creature vanished from sight but Cass managed to charge over and swing at the spot where he once stood miraculously hitting it and knocking it unconscious. The group of frightened experts debated what to do with Traveller attempting to ride one camel while Sophie hitched the second to it by rope until Bergmann spotted a large minotaur in the shadows watching them (it was an illusion created by another wayang but they had no idea). He gave a signal to the others who considered fleeing into the woods. Traveller saw a fiery creature out there (another wayang illusion) and changed that plan. They opted to flee into the cavern instead. They made their way cautiously into the dark tunnels lighting torches to see their way. They split up to look about and get their bearings. Cass was stabbed by one of the gangly little creatures when it faded from invisibility. The engineer hit it hard in reply with his mace nearly knocking it unconscious so it fled deeper into the tunnels. Sophie was surprised by yet another creature when it appeared before her stabbing the unprepared courtesan. Bergmann the coughing miner came to the pretty noblewoman’s aid and they brought that one down quickly. Bergmann suffered another stab when he accidentally stepped up to the formerly injured and hiding wayang but the attack caused it to pass out at his feet. They searched the bodies and four separate cavern chambers finding an assortment of coins, gems and various items including all six rugs. Cass set off a magical alarm when he grabbed a coffer of coins from the dark elf’s room. They all huddled together hoping to defend a single entrance as the magical alarm continued, echoing loudly throughout the cavern and for hundreds of feet in every direction. When no one responded to the alarm, they gathered what they thought valuable, loaded the now rested camels and made a hasty retreat back to their campsite to find the others. Along the way they spotted what held up their captors. The bugbear, minotaur and dark elf were battling a pair of harpies. The group quietly avoided the scuffle (Bergmann took note of their betrayer, Tyson the cook, hiding opposite them waiting for his allies to deal with the harpies). They joined back up with the rest of their group and together made their way back to Absolam amazingly with their entire cargo intact. Only Manny the young teamster was lost.

Felligo Mahd begrudgingly paid his debt of 300gp but the guild members got the last laugh. Just as Felligo offered each of the experts a place in his new business of renting out skilled hirelings, the guild members offered them all a place in the guild since they proved themselves so useful in the field, vouching for every single expert. They all decided to join the guild accepting training to become adventurers and leaving Felligo with no one to begin his new business venture.

Fursifer, Kaleb, and Than each earned ???xp

Traveller earned ???xp

Bergman, Sophie and Kass each earned ???xp

Theri, Egglantine, Valla and Nicholas each earned ???xp

We Be Goblins Interlude, Part I, The Road to Magnimar

After a full day’s rest after their celebrations and consummations, the goblins prodigies prepared for a trip to the BIG city of Magnimar to sell their loot! The trip from the Brinestump Marsh to Magnimar is about 60 miles along the hilly and grassy Lost Coast, or 3-4 days. A few were looking for some healing before they left and were introduced to Pupaerium and her flea-bitten wolf steed. A few healing infestations later they were ready to go and Pupaerium was encouraged to join them.

Not long after leaving the metropolis of Brinestump, they came across a fellow Licktoad tending his weed in the marsh, only to be attacked by a large frog. The frog grabbed the hapless shaman and swallowing him whole, but his tribe hacked the frog to bits and he was freed, only a few cuts and bruises as well as a nearly dead lizard. Revived and convinced to travel with them to selel some doobage in the big city, they all headed south (ish)…

They some came to the Foxglove River crossing. Unfortunately a pair of orc thugs had set up an ambush at the bridge, one on each side. Their plan was to hide until the goblins begin to cross the bridge, and then attack them, which worked fabulously… mostly… Pupaerium ran into some trouble crossing the log bridge and would have fallen far to the river below if not for some swashbucklery from Scolex, but that was when the orcs attacked. The fight didn’t go on long, at least on one side of the bridge where Chocho, the mantis, and goblin dog ripped apart one of them. On the other side Chacho managed to elude the repeated and incessant attacks by the other, rolling this way and that, infuriating the oaf until he was attacked by bullets, spears, arrows, and eventually the dog and mantis. The orc tried to flee, but was run down and eaten while his blood was still warm. After collecting some sizeable loot, they continued down the road until dawn broke at which time the bedded down.

Unfortunately their sleep was interrupted by a sounder of boars who’s territoriality required them to gore the trespassers, but once confused and confounded by entangling vegetation courtesy of Snert, two of them were slaughtered and two fled, but not before inflicting serious wounds requiring the troupe to stay the day and the entirety of the next night and day to heal up.

With at least two more days on the trail to Magnimar, who knows that will happen next?!

Xp: 600 each.

We Be Goblins!
We be Licktoads - you be food!

You are goblins of the Licktoad tribe, who live deep in Brinestump Marsh, south of the hated man-town called Sandpoint. Yesterday, your tribe discovered that one of your own had been using forbidden arts and was engaged in one of the greatest of taboos—writing things down. In fact, rumor holds that what he was writing was a history of your tribe! Writing is bad mojo, since it can steal words out of your head and thus snatch away your soul. You all branded the goblin’s face with some of his precious words to punish him (he’s known today only as Scribbleface), and then you ran him out of town, took all of his stuff, and burned down his hut.

That’s where things got interesting, because before you all burned down his hut, Chief Gutwad found a weird box within the building. Inside was a lot of fireworks—fireworks that immediately came to use in burning the hut down – and a map. Then, this morning, Gutwad announced that tonight there would be a feast in order to drive out any lingering bad luck from Scribbleface’s poor decisions. But perhaps even more exciting, all of you were invited to meet at Chief Gutwad’s Moot House before the festival.

Chief Gutwad tasks you with an important mission: The map recovered from Scribbleface’s house shows a route through Brinestump Marsh to an old shipwreck, where Scribbleface has indicated there is a cache of more fireworks! Gutwad wants you to GET THOSE FIREWORKS, and bring down anyone who gets in your way! If you fail, he threatens, do not return or he will feed you to Squealy Nord.

But first – the bonfire!

Goblins toil all afternoon to build the bonfire out of branches, sticks, and unburnt timbers taken from the ruins of Scribbleface’s hut. As night falls, a group of four struggling goblins carry Chief Gutwad out to the bonfire, and the chief lights the fire with a Desnan candle. The tribe oohs and aahs as the lucky goblins closest to the firework receive burns to their faces and bodies. A barrel of fermenting cider apples is brought out and most goblins become drunk very quickly. Poor old Vorm and Skolex find they are unable to hold their liquor.

Later in the evening, from the foot of the Teeter Chair, Slorb begins loudly ringing a cowbell until there is silence among the tribe (or as much silence as can be expected among drunk goblins). He announces your epic quest, and challenges you each to a feat of strength, a tradition among the Licktoad tribe.

The first feat of strength is to “dance” with Squealy Nord, the fearsome boar that the tribe keeps in a pit next to the baby cages.

Squealy Nord.

Chacha volunteers and she is placed atop Squealy Nord, who is tethered, then released into the pit from a narrow corral with Chacha clinging onto its back! Unfortunately, she falls right off into the soupy poop of the pig pit. Vorm attempts and fails as well – not a great early showing for the heroes!

The second feat is attempted by Skolex. He eats a bag of bull slugs within a minute with grace and finesse, not even bothering to spit out the slugs’ mildly poisonous slime bladders! He is rewarded with a loan of the Gorge of Gluttons, a mighty dogslicer from the chief’s own private collection, and the tribe’s eternal admiration.

The third feat is Hide or Get Clubbed! Chacho takes off into the marsh and hides, followed by 10 goblins armed with clubs. Chacho’s excellent hiding spot was going to win him the game, until his brother, Chocho, pointed him out to the searchers and started yelling “There he is! There he is! Hit him! Hit him!” The club-wielding goblins happily obliged.

The fourth feat was to face the Rusty Earbiter. Manhead, the village pariah, volunteers to risk his ears in the hollow coil of rusty wires, barrel hoops, bent swords, and thorny branches and vines. After twenty seconds of watching Manhead crawl slowly into the coil, get stuck, and then struggle to free himself, the tribe got bored and walked away, eager for the next feat of strength…

…which was to marry Ugly Walda, the ugliest goblin in the tribe. Walda washes so much, she does not even have fleas, and her teeth are so clean, the shine blinds everyone who sees her unveiled. Chocho volunteers to marry the hideous one, and Slorb efficiently performs the ceremony. Chocho gets nothing for completing this feat, which Chief Gutwad finds uproariously funny.

The final game involves each of the goblin heroes tossing a lit firework between them until it explodes. The winner is declared blessed by Zarongel! Surprisingly, Manhead, freshly escaped from the Rusty Earbiter, is the chosen one. Well, Zarongel works in mysterious ways. Manhead wins a loan of the mystical Ring That Lets You Climb Real Good!

The next morning…

The journey to the fireworks stash, as indicated on the map, is relatively short—a slog not quite a mile-long through the swamp along the creek’s southern bank. The journey takes an hour to make, as the marsh itself is relatively difficult to navigate, with numerous stretches of deep water that must be skirted and thick tangles of stinging nettles.

About a half-hour into your slog, you are attacked!! Like lightning, an awful scuttling of legs and mandibles scrambles out of the tree canopy above and falls upon Skolex. It is Lotslegs Eats Goblin Babies Many, scourge of the Licktoad tribe! Vorm immediately jumped into action, cranking his crossbow, while Chocho began a rousing polka and Chacho curled into a ball on the ground in a drugged stupor, believing himself to be six inches tall and invisible. Between Skolex, Beute, and Vorm, the spider takes enough damage to attempt to flee to its lair, but it is brought down on the run.

Tracking down the spider’s lair proves simple. The lair consists of a deadfall of several old trees, scattered with dozens of bodies. You found a small masterwork light crossbow with 11 bolts, a single pearl (promptly swallowed by Chacha for “safekeeping”), 4 potions, and a wax paper-sealed package. Chocho stomped the package beneath his foot before giving it to Chacha and then poured one of the potions down his brother Chacho’s throat. It is a Potion of Bull’s Strength, and Chacho felt mighty indeed. Chacha unwrapped the wax paper package to find a licorice-flavored taffy; each goblin ate a piece and found their hangovers greatly eased.

You are not bothered again for the rest of your journey, and the location of the site is obvious as you approached – a large wrecked two-masted ship lodged in a shallow pool of swamp water. The soggy swampy “yard” that surrounds the wreck is encircled by a rickety wooden fence and is a morass of mud. As you surveyed the ship and your surroundings, a filthy gray stallion came around the corner from the far side of the ship. Its nostrils widened at the sight of intruders and it sloshes through the mud to attack you.

The horse is dispatched speedily, mainly due to Beute, who began to chow down on the meager horseflesh after the fight. The goblins were having too much fun jumping on, off, and along the wooden fence to pay much attention. However, sudden howls from the deck of the ship reminded you of the task at hand. A vine-choked gangplank with a mossy handrail descended sharply from the ship’s bow to the muddy ground. One handrail is encrusted with a large ball of dried mud, which Vorm recognized as a wasp’s nest. You avoided disturbing the nest by stepping carefully over the vines that grew on the gangplank.

As you gained the main deck, you heard the clattering of claws again wood, and a mangy hound with one blue eye and one brown eye appeared around the corner, straining at the end of a 20-foot-long rusty chain. Another dog answered its growls overhead, although you could hear the clanking of metal – it, too, was likely chained. With a great effort, the dog on the deck with you yanked hard against its chain; there is a a sharp sound as the chain breaks, and it charges at you.

While Vorm tried fruitlessly to distract its pet from feeding on the horse’s corpse, Chacha went into action, planting her musket Sammie between her legs and shuddering in pleasure as Sammie boomed into the dog. Skolex ran up to help her. Manhead attempted to go around the other side of the cabin to flank the hound, but the second dog on the deck above landed heavily on the deck in front of him. Manhead sicced his goblin dog puppy on the cur and attempted to get away from the fighting. Meanwhile, Beute finally ate his fill of the horse and rejoined his “master” Vorm on the deck, both coming to the aid of the cowering Manhead. The two groups defeat the two dogs at nearly the same time!

Now allowed some time to explore the ship, you notice two rickety crow’s nests sitting on the masts. Chacho and Chacha climb up to the crow’s nests and are rewarded for their curiosity with two vials of liquid, three Desnan candles, a masterwork sling and a dozen sling stones, and a half-finished bottle of grog. Meanwhile, Vorm and Manhead are investigating the chimney of the ship’s main cabin, which they plug with Manhead’s blanket. Once they are reunited, they approach the flimsy-looking cabin precariously perched atop the ship’s bow.

Chacha is the brave soul who agrees to open the door, and she is greeted by a face full of fire. Inside the cabin stands a goblin wearing rags and bits of stained cloth over equally patchwork armor. Her mouth is a bit too wide, even by goblin standards, and she files her already sharp teeth into a snaggletooth grin that leaves little doubt as to her preference for tough stringy meat – like goblin flesh. It was Vorka the cannibal, one of the greatest terrors of the swamp!

Chacha positioned herself at the edge of the deck with Sammie between her legs while Vorm readied his crossbow. Chocho began a polka, then thought “better” of it and started trying to kick down the wooden supports holding up the cabin. Manhead ordered his goblin puppy to attack and Chacho began stripping naked, believing himself in danger of being choked to death by his clothes. The battle was going very poorly as Vorka summoned a swarm of bats to attack those on deck while she and her frog companion, Lord Longtung, held the door. It was not until Skolex, hero of the tribe, very bravely swung his way from the roof of the cabin into its interior behind Vorka that the tides began to turn.

Vorm, Chacha, and Skolex all concentrated their efforts on Vorka while the swarm attacked Manhead. Chocho, finding that his efforts did not appear to be damaging the cabin, drank a random potion out of his bag. It made him feel tingly, so he drank another. Manhead succumbed to his wounds and his body was looted, although his goblin puppy tried its best to protect it. Chacho climbed up and down the mast, seemingly unsure of what he was doing. However, between the efforts of the other three, Vorka was destroyed!

Vorka’s cabin was full of treasure, mostly man objects made from exotic woods, bamboo, and paper: there is a bejeweled silver and jade lantern, a dozen masterwork shuriken, an ivory and gold fan, a long hairpin with a red pearl at one end, a wand, and an elixir in a crystal vial shaped like a heart. The most eye-catching object, though, is a lacquered red chest. When you opened it, you found it full of fireworks! Your mission is accomplished!

Searching the cabin thoroughly took about ten minutes, after which the group decided to check on the cabin that they had plugged with Manhead’s blanket earlier. The door was unlocked, and after the smoke had filtered out, they found themselves in a beautifully-decorated chamber. Dead rodents and snakes are hung around from the ceiling, and the walls are splattered with blood. A cauldron bubbles over a fire at the far end of the room, and a bloody burlap sack sits near it. The center of the room contains a long table surrounded by chairs. In each chair sits the bleached white bones of a goblin skeleton. Also in the room is a hulking dog, which appears to have succumbed to smoke inhalation.

Inside the cauldron is a goblin arm and a heart, and a peek in the bag reveals the remains of Scribbleface’s body (recognizable by his heavily scarred face). Yet further proof that writing will only ever bring you bad luck!

The trip back to the tribe’s village is uneventful and you are welcomed back as heroes. There is another bonfire, during which Vorm tells the story of your heroics. Due to his impressive performance, Skolex is given Chief Gutwad’s daughter’s hand in marriage. You are also each given titles and new responsibilities within the tribe. Chacha becomes Boss of Big Fire, Vorm Master of the Pig Pit, Chacho Head Village Watcher, Chocho Stewmaster, and Skolex Overseer of Village Stabbings.

The Door - Chapter 06, Pythos

The morning following the encounter with the oasis vine and the loss of Mother followed by the plantrex and the loss of Laustavenvi, the party woke to continue ether way toward Gozreh’s Pool. Unfortunately, something spooked Faeregrim and he fled into the jungle and it took several hours for his companions to track him down. When they did they heard a strange tale that involved a fey, the Plantrex, and a reborn Laustanenvi, but in the body of a vile goblin.

Accepting their strange fates, they made their way back to their main path and headed north and eventually found themselves on the shore of a vast vine-covered lake – a massive mangrove floating upon its surface. The water below was infested with leaches and the sky above was clouded with swarms of mosquitoes and a curious gargantuan dragon-like creature that was apparently quite insane. They made their way across the lake, only once incurring the wrath of the dragon-creature and suffering a bludgeoning of earthen breath from its massive maw.

On the city shore they took in the vague remnants of the Lost City of Pythos, only the occasional foundation visible through the overwhelming vegetation, which itself seemed to writhe. No animals resided there, only the buzzing of insects breaking the silence. Faeregrim used a spell to locate the well and they all flew there, spotting several trolls and a strange giant around the well. With little planning, they made their assault, taking out the trolls and nearly the giant before it dove into the well to warn his Mistress of the intruders.

Not wanting to waste time, the party dove into the well only to find themselves swept up in a massive whirlpool that bashed them against the walls of the well. Legertha and the recently reincarnated Laustanenvi perished in the well, but Ginger, Faeregrim, and Sparkle efficiently stuffed their bodies in the same bag with Mother and forged deep into the well after the whirlpool subsided. 120 feet below the surface they found underwater ruins that opened up into a small passage occupied by a devilfish. Ginger put it to sleep and they sent it to the next life with a few quick blows. They quickly swam to an adjacent plunge pool and swam back up into an open chamber only to be greeted by three green hags…

The hags politely invited them to some in, but Ginger and Faeregrim saw the malice in their eyes and they attacked. Black tentacles pinned down the hags while Sparkle lashed out with arrows, Faeregrim’s spiritual weapon bashed them, and Ginger lanced them with witchcraft. Unfortunately the hags were not the only occupants and a deadly witchfire blasted them all with eerie fire of undeath and a powerful lacedon ghoul entered the fray. It was close, but eventually they all succumbed, dying mere feet from their goal…

But the fates would not have it so simple and a second coven of hags dragged their bodies to their mistress. The coven spoke with the dead and asked each the following questions:

• Would you like to be brought back?
• Will you suffer the consequences?
• Under what circumstances would you come back?
• Are any of your cohort still alive in the jungle?
• Who could have survived?

Sparkle and Ginger were compelled to answer, but Faeregrim scoffed at them (these questions were also asked of Mother and Lagertha, so their fates are yet to be determined).

Ginger, Laustanenvi, and Sparkle accepted their new fate and were brought back in alternate forms to continue life at the bidding of their new master, Magdelena. Faeregrim chose to accept death as his fate, returning to the stars…

Xp: 10,240 for Faeregrim, Ginger, and Sparkle
Xp: 5,200 for everyone else.


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