We begin the session moments before a couple of giant rogues, bolstered by outside rune-casters, came down from the west, outside minotaur roared in harmonic fury. Immediately Rydin moved to command the crystal to close all doors about the flying structure. The battle continued, Ring of Fire Cabal, working as a team, aided us as our characters fought and defeated the two giant rogues. Silence dominated the sealed violet crystal control chamber.
We learn that Exander Runethorn, a dwarf of the Ring of Fire, reached out to Dolgrin during the fight and offered aid- inspired by our heroics. Rydin offers his hand in friendship to Barlie, who confirms the work of Keltischer Sanger here and with the crystal. We gather valuables from our fallen enemies and are eventually introduced to the Ring of Fire members by Maradrell. They explain after our previous interactions, they could no longer ignore the rising tide of war and sought our our characters to find allies in the fight.
During our brief reprieve we decide to rest and recuperate. Dramen begins studying the crystal and learns one must attune himself to the crystal and after twenty-fours by expending mythic power and using the use magical device skill the user could control many aspects of the tower much like a mage's mansion. Concentration would be required as would multiple users (a minimum of two). The crystal is a product of Sanger's studies and is also a gate between this flying tower and the flying citadel we are gong to use to eventually transport us and Evening Isles flying ships to the Cloud Continent. Dramen believes it will take him three days to fix the crystal and then begin the process of controlling the tower. While the tower is broken, it is also cut off from the flying citadel.
A total of fifteen hours after the fight a lone 'male' figure walks down, fury in material form. In a female voice, "Interlopers, do you know I had to query my mother for a wish to reclaim what is mine?!"
We begin next session with the fight with a dragon-daughter of lust.
Unclaimed items: quarterstaff of vaulting (sheds light), pauldrons of the watchful lion, +1 armor/shield with a +1 ability, ring of jumping improved, +1 armor with a +1 ability, ring of the troglodyte, juggernaut pauldrons.
Monday, October 24, 2016
Thursday, October 13, 2016
|The drider who got away.|
Much resources were expended including several fireballs, the first one originating from Rydin's Staff of Power.
Outside the flying tower's interior fortress, agents from the Ring of Fire took advantage of our attack and waged their own battles against the minions of the slave pits.
Next week the battle continues as more enemies are expected to descend ramps and wide staircases from the west.
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Maradrell finished her speech reporting to the other twenty five members of the Cabal. It had been a thorough recounting of her and Markalis Cryssal’s tribulations under the mental domination of the Illithids along with their liberation by the Bouvaldian Ambassador’s. The chamber was silent as the masters thought over a multitude of new information. No one spoke for several minutes while Maradrell provided the script of her speech to Master Secretary Grintus who would be responsible for entering it into their archives.
“Before we discuss this further, do we have any other witnesses among us?” Master Lipson inquired.
The disturbing rumble of the Catman’s voice responded, “Not yet a member, we have a not only a witness but a petitioner Ornap Caroom to apprentice among us.”
Master Lipson nodded his understanding, “Before we bring in the petitioner, I think its obvious that we need to discuss the possibility, no , correct that, the probability that our ancient enemies have found us. Without the heroic actions of the Ambassadors, two of our members would have been stripped of all secrets by the planar wordsmith, Cothar.”
Other voices concurred, one adding, “Even if they hadn’t outright killed Markalis and Maradrell they would have probably ended up in the Jailer’s prison.”
Maradrell shivered and Markalis resonded, his voice dark with dread, “No, we felt the illithid’s desires, he,” Markalis sobbed before continuing, “IT fed on our magical energies…they call our heads apples, our very minds were to be consumed!”
For several moments silence retook the chamber, all members of the cabal considering the Cryssal’s recent suffering and the ramifications to their ancient order. Fowler, the apprentice Catman that had spoken earlier raised a clawed hand, signaling Master Sevanius who signaled it was permissible to speak, “Masters and fellow members, we have been in hidings for so long. Our purpose is not served in cowardice. If we are to die to an enemy let us die in effort not in hiding. Our original mission is to protect our world from catastrophes like the one that destroyed the ancient world but our thought if not our focus is too narrow. What protection do we offer if while monitoring volcanoes we fall to protect ourselves and others from the monstrous threats that plague our world?”
As was their common practice, moments of contemplation were provided over whatever words were offered. Fowler knew his words were bold but was confident that the other members would be receptive to honest dialogue. Soon several masters were nodding and conversations grew in the chamber.
Master Lipson eventually raised his voice, “Let us hear from Ornap Caroom, he too interacted with The Ambassadors and I am in need of a new apprentice.”
Thursday, October 6, 2016
We begin this week’s session battling Rune giants, rune-spell casters, the gnome Larosse Se-MarQuay, as well as the great war dogs inside the flying tower’s inner fortress. One by one giants fell to our spells and weapons including Larosse who, when defeated, left behind a shroud of skin like an Avatar would. A gust of air foreshadowed the presence of a dragon; not just any dragon, but a daughter of the dragon of lust.
In the final moments of battle one of the rune-casters, Barlie- a female, surrendered to Dolgrin who promised leniency and freedom in return for information and help. She explains her people are indentured to Caelum Rex for a period of ten years in exchange for training and exotic magic by the Master of the Word.
Kyras notes the chalk maps drawn on the walls, in a giant scale, that seem to indicate nautical maps of the cloud continent’s path and where and when it intersects with the Evening Isles. Rydin flys to where the dragon originated from looking for an advantage to find a chamber that reeked of a feminine dragon.
We regroup and using information from Barlie we magically travel to the first level, as undead appear, arriving in a magically darkened chamber protected by guards and wards, but not before we watch the dragon make calculated passes over the hundreds of winged Minotaur and giant-kin agitating and terrifying them all into a frenzy.
After dispelling the magical darkness and the wards our characters see about in various and adjacent rooms a half dozen gnomes, stone and storm giants, troll-ettins, plus a chamber containing several members of the Ring of Fire Cabal. Then we see in the map/navigation room, contains a massive crystal hanging from the ceiling, as well as collections of maps and scrolls, surrounded by three giant drow wearing cone head-gear as well as giant driders as large as elephants.
It is here where we begin next session. Recovered from the remains of Larosse Se-MarQuay: Oil of Keen edge, eyes of the eagle, 5 CLW potions, and 5 CSW potions.