Our session began immediately after the
events from lastweek at the elemental font; as we begin the earth elemental Lapis detects a
‘call’ from within the earth elemental font. Responding to the instance Dolgrin
as well as Barit Coinmail enters the font with the hopes of reuniting in
Urbport.
Now with our campaign smaller by head-count it now became
practical to look for other modes of travel to the trade city, especially with
Elvin riders along our road, possible drow arcanist haters with unknown
intentions.
It was Dramen with the final idea of a phantom chariot to
speed our way past the elves and hasten our miles to Urbport. With his unique
flare Dramen was able to cart us one hundred miles in twenty-four hours
avoiding attracting curiosity until we reach a shire-like glade with crystal
domiciles indicating a small settlement. We investigate the settlement thinking
it will advance the plot.
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| Who's a good boy? |
On the ground Kyras notices the druidic work of possibly a
blight druid or a volcano based druid that operates with ash as indicated in
some of the gardens. Later finding out the ash is a boon from Wo’Kish. We find
a path that leads to one of two wells where an armored griffon was refreshing
itself. The creature was breathtaking and the first of its kind seen for each
of us. Near this amazing specimen was a group of elves discussing the finer
points of being an elf when we approached.
Our presence had an immediate effect with one elf changing
into a hawk flying away the remaining two- a male (elf) named Markoth and a
(elf) woman named Gabby. Both Kyras and Rydin state plainly we wish to rest
awhile in good company.
Meanwhile an elf ranger recalled his magnificent griffon,
Kyras attempted to compliment the rider and his mount but was oddly regarded as
the ranger and griffon flew off. The presence of Syrendross was having
different effects on the elves.
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| Elf Archer |
All at once archers began to flank the group, but oddly it
was Markoth who deescalated the situation indicating that ‘he’ (Syrendross) was like the
others and unfamiliar with customs. Latterin, the spokesman for the archers,
began to question Syrendross but it was Rydin Meirdarel, declaring his Seyp
heritage, who said the drow was friend. Syrendross offered a hand in friendship
to Latterin to which it was uneasily accepted.
Later when Markoth was leading us away Syrendross
immediately questioned him on what he meant by ‘the others’ and (serving truth)
that the he (Syrendross) is not associated with whoever Markoth implied to the
archers. Nevertheless he was not very forth coming under further questioning, he indicated a cozy place to rest our laurels and was fast to find a way for him to get out
of this situation.
We find a secluded area where Dramen can erect an invisible
secure shelter, but before that Syrendross reaches out to his mythic
counterpart to reflect on his first act of friendship with an elf who was not
already a friend. This connection came with a glimpse of events to come.
Nine hours later- Day 133, we begin another day of riding
the phantom chariot south to Urbport; however today is wrought with more
sightings of flying beasts, flying dire animals, and similar dangers. More and
more non-elves become evident, but it was the flashes of magic and sound of
battle away from our path that intrigue us.
Upon investigation Syrendross is reminded of his connection
with the
Monitor and is struck with a sense of déjà-vu. The battle ahead,
behind the terrain, were agents of Tiamat in disguise and in a fighting
retreat with a group of elves defending a crystal burial mound later found out
to be of the Tugatta family and one unrecognizable clan, but both involving a
‘magical cabal burial mound’ of some kind.
There was a female summoner, a five armed creature, a
gill-man, a hobgoblin monk, and a mythic bone devil. Only the monk and the
summoner were killed but not before the devil states “
until
next we meet… agents of virtue…” as he fled the scene; what immediately
followed was a frantic race to staunch the bleeding the mythic bone devil
inflicted on Syrendross; soon the bleeding stopped but it left the drow fearful
of the next time the mythic bone devil appears.
Turning our attention to the elf defenders Dramen, Kyras and
Rydin asks a series of questions about the mound but given the presence of the
drow they were not sharing with their information. Ryras expressed interest to
investigate the mound but was rebuffed. They did however tell us that this
mound was not their enemy's only target, the elves said the Agents of Tiamat mentioned
needing to be somewhere else tonight (probably to be detailed in a DM post
later).
Recovered from the encounter was 2,500 xp and bracers of
armor +2, amulet of mighty fists +1, cloak of resistance +1, ring of protection
+1, potion of bears endurance, bulls strength, cure serious wounds, 3 master
work javelins, 2 alchemists fire and 223 gold.
We waste no time as Dramen brings into existence another
phantom chariot to take us the last leg to Urbport where we will begin next
session.
