As Sionaas is summoned to the Mayor's office, the group set their rescue operation in motion. As usual, however, things do not work out according to plan...
Session 15: Ins & Outs
As Sionaas is summoned to the Mayor's office, the group set their rescue operation in motion. As usual, however, things do not work out according to plan...
Corellon is the Lord
After having buried Streisan the way she deserved, we reached the town of Poisson. As soon as we got to the town, we realized that something wird was going on: nobody took care of the land, the prices were abusive and almost everyone was wearing some kind of jewels or other luxuries. Some peasants told us that a wizard had arrived to the town recently and that he had started building a tower. Apparently he was in a hurry and he paid really well. We had hardly had the time to look for a place to rest, when some villagers rushed into the town crying for help: there had been an accident in the tower and they needed a healer. Vistra offered her services and went to the tower. We all followed her to see how we could help.
The wizard, Sionas, and his foreman, Mandin, were trying to manage the chaos in that tower. The structure of the building was quite strange as below the tower the workers were digging some kind of artificial cave (it must be an offense to Corellon to build a house higher than one floor or that is digging a dungeon into the Earth... ignorants!). In fact, probably for this absolute lack of respect, the Lord had punished them with a terrible accident: part of the ceiling of the cave had collapsed and some workers were trapped.
The situation was so terrible, that Sionas and Mandin accepted all the help they could get and they led us to the place of the accident. In a dark cave, only with the help of torches, we could see some workers trying to help their friends out of a huge pile of rocks. The first thing I noticed was the difference between these workers and the rest of inhabitants of the town: the workers were much taller and of course more elegant than the halflings that ruled the small town of Poisson. As I got closer, I observed one of the workers who was kneeling while removing the rocks. He was tall (I would say taller than myself) and his hair was very long. The sweat covering his muscular torso shone in the orange light of the torches, making the tatoo he wore in the lower part of his back even more remarkable. I slowed down to admire that perfect body, that piece of art which nobody but Corellon could have created. Suddenly, he had finished piling up a small amount of rocks and he turned around to remove them and then I felt how my heart stopped: it was not the first time I had seen those green eyes, those perfect lips and those pointy ears. It was him!!! We had found him!!! I was so happy that I forgot our reason to be in that dirty cave. He looked at me and I saw a sparkle shine in his eyes when he recognized me.
Yes, he DID recognize me. I was not transparent any more. And even more: I was not transparent to him. When I recovered from the first shock, I wanted to talk to him, but it was already late: he whispered to me that he was there with some of the elves that had been captured by the pirates and that they were working as slaves for the wizard. Some of our friends were still under the rocks. I kneeled by his side and helped him.
Once we digged our way into the cave, we noticed that some kruthix lived in the cave and probably it had been them (and Corellon, of course) who had provoked the accident. Here we had a great opportunity to free our friends: we offered Sionas our services to erradicate the kruthix from the cave and, as a reward, he would free the slaves. He agreed, under the condition that no magic could be used in the cave. Unfortunately, we had underestimated the number of kruthix that were living in the cave so much, that we had to use all our resources to fight for our lives. That included Sariel using some spells. When we got out of the cave, Sionas was really upset. He was so angry that he did not want to let the elves go. Damned wizard!!
We decided to go back to the town and think how we can help our friends out of that tower. Now I have some time to reflect about the best possible solution to have Leo (well, his name is Leonardino, but he lets us, his very best friends, call him Leo) out of that awful place... and to imagine what would I do if I were the wizard (sigh).
The wizard, Sionas, and his foreman, Mandin, were trying to manage the chaos in that tower. The structure of the building was quite strange as below the tower the workers were digging some kind of artificial cave (it must be an offense to Corellon to build a house higher than one floor or that is digging a dungeon into the Earth... ignorants!). In fact, probably for this absolute lack of respect, the Lord had punished them with a terrible accident: part of the ceiling of the cave had collapsed and some workers were trapped.
The situation was so terrible, that Sionas and Mandin accepted all the help they could get and they led us to the place of the accident. In a dark cave, only with the help of torches, we could see some workers trying to help their friends out of a huge pile of rocks. The first thing I noticed was the difference between these workers and the rest of inhabitants of the town: the workers were much taller and of course more elegant than the halflings that ruled the small town of Poisson. As I got closer, I observed one of the workers who was kneeling while removing the rocks. He was tall (I would say taller than myself) and his hair was very long. The sweat covering his muscular torso shone in the orange light of the torches, making the tatoo he wore in the lower part of his back even more remarkable. I slowed down to admire that perfect body, that piece of art which nobody but Corellon could have created. Suddenly, he had finished piling up a small amount of rocks and he turned around to remove them and then I felt how my heart stopped: it was not the first time I had seen those green eyes, those perfect lips and those pointy ears. It was him!!! We had found him!!! I was so happy that I forgot our reason to be in that dirty cave. He looked at me and I saw a sparkle shine in his eyes when he recognized me.
Yes, he DID recognize me. I was not transparent any more. And even more: I was not transparent to him. When I recovered from the first shock, I wanted to talk to him, but it was already late: he whispered to me that he was there with some of the elves that had been captured by the pirates and that they were working as slaves for the wizard. Some of our friends were still under the rocks. I kneeled by his side and helped him.
Once we digged our way into the cave, we noticed that some kruthix lived in the cave and probably it had been them (and Corellon, of course) who had provoked the accident. Here we had a great opportunity to free our friends: we offered Sionas our services to erradicate the kruthix from the cave and, as a reward, he would free the slaves. He agreed, under the condition that no magic could be used in the cave. Unfortunately, we had underestimated the number of kruthix that were living in the cave so much, that we had to use all our resources to fight for our lives. That included Sariel using some spells. When we got out of the cave, Sionas was really upset. He was so angry that he did not want to let the elves go. Damned wizard!!
We decided to go back to the town and think how we can help our friends out of that tower. Now I have some time to reflect about the best possible solution to have Leo (well, his name is Leonardino, but he lets us, his very best friends, call him Leo) out of that awful place... and to imagine what would I do if I were the wizard (sigh).
Session 14: Don't Meddle in the Affairs of Wizards
As the party emerges from the Kruthik tunnels, they are faced with the wrath of Sionaas, who holds them responsible for his particular loss. Mandin, however, is somewhat more sympathetic...
A dangerous path...
The life of an adventurer often leads to dangerous situations, and the group, as an entity, emerges either strengthened or weakened out of it.
I am afraid that our group is slowly sliding along a slope that will lead to its demise.
Although we had a constructive start, and a successful group, the death of Streisand was a serious blow. It happened on our trip to Poisson under conditions that, I feel, should not be talked about. (What the fuck was she thinking? Going alone where we could bring her no support! Silly girl! I could only rush to see her legs being chewed off, stupid! Now it is too late, she won't learn any more).
Hum... anyway, I have witnessed the remaining sisters becoming more and more reckless in the following events. As we were exploring the caves under a wizard tower under construction, Sarielle was pulling the devil's tail by casting magic were she knew it was dangerous (we were warned not to use magic inside the caves) and Adolfielle was running from an encounter to an other without resting or healing.
It lead of course to another tragedy as a guard (Garmish) fighting with us died because we couldn't bring him healing on time. It could have been far worse as my last potion drunk at the last second made Adolfielle escape the jaws of death and Leonardino, also on the verge of dying, was rescued by Vistra.
Of course, all of this takes an even darker shade when I precise that we were fighting, at the same time, a horde of frenzied creatures along their beloved acid-blasting queen mother.
I am used not to this of my own protection, but I think I will have to slam my fist on the table is the group follows this hasty and dangerous path. After all, this is not only in battle that these kids need protection and guidance.
Oh Bahamut, give us the strengh...
I am afraid that our group is slowly sliding along a slope that will lead to its demise.
Although we had a constructive start, and a successful group, the death of Streisand was a serious blow. It happened on our trip to Poisson under conditions that, I feel, should not be talked about. (What the fuck was she thinking? Going alone where we could bring her no support! Silly girl! I could only rush to see her legs being chewed off, stupid! Now it is too late, she won't learn any more).
Hum... anyway, I have witnessed the remaining sisters becoming more and more reckless in the following events. As we were exploring the caves under a wizard tower under construction, Sarielle was pulling the devil's tail by casting magic were she knew it was dangerous (we were warned not to use magic inside the caves) and Adolfielle was running from an encounter to an other without resting or healing.
It lead of course to another tragedy as a guard (Garmish) fighting with us died because we couldn't bring him healing on time. It could have been far worse as my last potion drunk at the last second made Adolfielle escape the jaws of death and Leonardino, also on the verge of dying, was rescued by Vistra.
Of course, all of this takes an even darker shade when I precise that we were fighting, at the same time, a horde of frenzied creatures along their beloved acid-blasting queen mother.
I am used not to this of my own protection, but I think I will have to slam my fist on the table is the group follows this hasty and dangerous path. After all, this is not only in battle that these kids need protection and guidance.
Oh Bahamut, give us the strengh...
Session 13: The Hive
The adventurers explore the tunnel network and eventually stumble into the creatures' lair, where they face their most deadly opponent yet. Did they bite off more than they could chew?
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