Full of Hot Air
[JadedDM]: Dymin 4th, Sparkday; 10 bells.
It's a dark and cloudy, but calm day as the party meets in the conference
hall after exactly one month from securing the tower as a base.
It is now time to discuss their next move.
[Christophe]: Christophe arrives in the conference hall first,
having just returned from a trip to Janus.
[Lon]: Lon enters the hall, idly chewing on a piece of smoked meat.
He sits in one of the chairs and leans against it, waiting for the others to
[Psyche]: Psyche sits within the conference hall quietly as she
goes over the thoughts running through her mind with all that she had learned
during the downtime. "How was your trip, Christophe?"
[Viarra]: Viarra lounges in one of the chairs and nods greetings to
those who enter. Her hands idly pick
at the mandolin. Occasionally,
she'll stop to tune it.
[JadedDM]: Nari saunters in, for once not wearing her weapon or
armor. She sits down next to Psyche.
[Christophe]: Christophe finds a chair and leans upon the top of it.
[JadedDM]: Terrah comes next, pausing a moment as all eyes turn to
her. Blushing slightly, she makes
her way to the table and sits down next to Christophe.
[Christophe]: "Hello." Christophe says to Terrah in low
[Psyche]: "I'll ask what made it so interesting in a
moment.” Psyche smiles to Terrah for a moment before glancing around.
"Where is Tugh?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh comes running in last, a bit winded.
"Whew...," she says, bending over and resting her hands on her
knees. "Sorry about that, boss.
I was running the horses for exercise, and Glas was stubborn about
getting back into his stall." She
stands back up and finds a seat before plopping down.
[JadedDM]: Terrah smiles to the older man and nods politely.
[Lon]: Lon sits up at the news. "Everything's okay, right,
[JadedDM]: Tugh nods. "He's
a stubborn one, that's all."
[Psyche]: Psyche stands up now that everyone has arrived. "All
right, now that everyone is here, let’s get this started. Lon what have you
been working on for the past month?" Psyche asks, picking on a random
person at the moment.
[Lon]: "Well, those of you who helped already know. We've
surrounded the tower with traps and pits, so that should provide a bit of
defense, if not a little dinner now and then," Lon says thoughtfully,
chewing on his meat.
[Psyche]: "Well, for those who don't know, do you have perhaps
a map of where the traps and such have been placed so that we at least can avoid
[Lon]: "Map? No." Lon looks a little confused.
[Psyche]: "That's all right. Considering that you will be with
us, it shouldn't matter too much either way. You can even show us where they are
later if you want." Psyche shrugs slightly. "All right, Terrah, what
have you been doing?"
[JadedDM]: Terrah clears her throat before speaking up.
"Nari, Christophe and I have been working on cleaning up the tower.
We managed to get rid of the debris, dust and cobwebs."
[JadedDM]: Nari pipes in, "Yeah, but not much in the way of
furnishing. I'd really like a chance
to set up that recreation room proper."
[Psyche]: "We really don't have a lot as it is, so once we get
more money, perhaps we can devote some to the recreation room.
Viarra, what about you? What have you been doing?"
[Viarra]: Viarra continues to strum at the mandolin, playing a few
arpeggios and still stopping to tune it. "Tugh
and I have fixed up the stables, and I've spent a bit of time in Janus getting
to know the locals."
[Psyche]: "Did you find out anything interesting while in
[Viarra]: "Not much beyond the run of the mill gossip."
[Psyche]: "Sometimes even that can be useful, but we will get
back to that." Psyche smiles before turning to Tugh. "How are the
horses holding up?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "They're
doing well. We got them settled in
and the stables cleaned up. But...the
feed I bought a month ago is starting to run out again."
[Psyche]: "We can probably give you some more money for the
horses, so don't worry." Psyche finally turns her eyes to Christophe.
"And what about you, Christophe?"
[Christophe]: Christophe adjusts his hood. "Well, apart from
the cleaning and finishing your training, I've made a few supply runs to Janus
over the month. Terrah even offered to go with me on one of them."
[Psyche]: Psyche nods slightly, glancing to Nari. "Nari? Have
you done anything else besides help get this place cleaned up?"
[JadedDM]: Nari leans back in her chair and puts her hands behind
her head. "That about sums it
[Psyche]: "Okay, so that leaves me. Other than finishing my
training with Christophe, I've managed to learn a few new spells from the
scrolls that we found. I've cleaned up that lab as much as I could, but it still
needs a lot of work. I've also spent time in Janus, learning to read Hobgoblin,
and I've used a spell of mine to look in on the towns that we been to, to see if
I could find any of the missing Rebels."
[Lon]: "Any luck?" Lon asks, leaning forward.
[JadedDM]: Nari: "Learn
to read hobgoblin? What for?"
[Viarra]: Viarra's eyes widen in surprise, and her strumming at the
[Psyche]: "I'll get to your question in a moment, Lon.”
Psyche glances to Nari. "Do you remember those papers we found in Morak's
office that none of us could read?"
[JadedDM]: Nari sits back up.
"Oh, yeah. I had
forgotten about those."
[Psyche]: "Well, I've been wanting to get them translated, but
I was really the only person I could trust with that information, so I learned.
The first paper held a list of names, Riadlus being one of them. They apparently
use to work for the Overlord. The woman that was killed here was a Priestess of
Renos and her full name was Sorinak. She apparently looked over a weapon for the
Overlord. For some reason or another, the group stopped their work with the
Overlord and is now missing. We know that Sorinak and Riadlus are dead, but
there are still two more out there. A woman named
[JadedDM]: Nari: "
[Psyche]: "There really wasn't much else learned about him,
other than that he was a bit unstable according to Morak.
[JadedDM]: Nari frowns. "Then
it's good they're dead."
[Psyche]: "Agreed. Though keep in mind that two of them are
out there somewhere right now, we just don't know where." Psyche clears her
throat. "Though, enough of that. As for if I had any luck on finding any
remaining Rebels...I did have a little luck."
[Viarra]: "Where are they?"
[Psyche]: "Nari should remember this town very well. It is a
small town called Edge Elm. I found Kestrel and Wedge there."
[JadedDM]: Nari stands up suddenly, knocking her chair over.
[Lon]: Lon looks at the map on the wall. "Which one's Edge
[Christophe]: Christophe doesn't look up. "It's northeast of
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "It's
the small one to the far north, near the border."
[Lon]: Lon rolls his eyes but continues looking at the map.
"Which one's Lumbertown?" Lon whispers.
[Psyche]: Psyche takes a step forward to avoid being hit from Nari.
"When I saw them, Kestrel was treating a wound that Wedge had."
[JadedDM]: Nari: "He's
hurt? Is it bad?"
[Viarra]: "I think it's that one," Viarra whispers back,
and then stands, walks over to the map and points.
[Psyche]: "He was in pain, but it didn't look all that bad.
Plus, Kestrel was there so I'm sure she took really good care of him."
[Lon]: "Oh, thanks," Lon says. "That looks pretty
[Viarra]: "Yeah, it does," Viarra agrees.
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "It
looks like a five day ride or so."
[Psyche]: "It is kind of far, but it is worth it. Kestrel is a
Priestess of Azedeth and Wedge is a very good fighter. Plus, I promised Luke
that if I ever found him..." Psyche sighs softly.
[Christophe]: Christophe rubs his chin. "Mm... but you have to
factor in the rocky terrain you have to navigate through there..."
[JadedDM]: Terrah looks back at the map.
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "The
Roughlands. Yeah, they can slow you
[Psyche]: "We haven't decided if we are going there yet
though. It is something to consider. For all I know, the rest of you might have
other ideas on what we should do."
[Lon]: "Plus, we'll need to stop over at Janus to get
supplies," Lon murmurs.
[Christophe]: Christophe looks to Psyche. "I agree that it
would be in our interests to make contact with Kestrel again, but I know of a
small window of opportunity for us to gain a fair amount of riches while at the
same time, staying within a decent distance of our base. Just a few days ride
from here in fact... about the same distance Janus is to us. But if we delay
longer than a week, I'm afraid the chance will be gone."
[Psyche]: "Why would it be gone?"
[Christophe]: "I'll fill you in on the details, if you'd
like." Christophe turns to the singer. "Viarra, have you ever heard
the tale of Solnack the wizard?"
[Viarra]: "I'm afraid I haven't."
Viarra shakes her head and smiles.
[Christophe]: "He was a drow who carried out some rather cruel
and disturbing experiments on helpless subjects. It's unknown exactly what he
did, but it must have been pretty terrible for the drow in Legar to exile him.
Solnack had to go on the run after that, but his people continued to pursue him
wherever he attempted to set up a new lab. Tired of running, Solnack set up a
lab for himself at the base of the
[Viarra]: The smile quickly fades off of Viarra's face and is
replaced by a look of disgust. She
sits back down, again, though, but still seems to be paying attention to
[Psyche]: Psyche sits down letting the information sink in as she
listens to Christophe.
[Christophe]: "Eventually, Solnack had to make an occasional
supply run to Janus... to restock supplies and snag a hapless commoner or two.
It was on one of these runs to Janus that the drow finally caught up with him.
Their attacks were so relentless that they killed him before they could learn
the secret of how to enter his lab. The drow were satisfied enough that Solnack
was now dead though, and left the cavern alone."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Wait
a second," she interrupts. "If
that's true, that cavern was emptied out long ago.
The Overlord hordes any magical items in the area."
[Psyche]: "Not if it is protected still."
[Christophe]: Christophe nods at Psyche. "Exactly. This lair of
the wizard contains quite a few treasures, according to the tales. Solnack
traveled with his entire arcane library, which could be of considerable interest
to you, Psyche. He also had a stockpile of coins minted in Legar hundreds of
years ago, the value of which must have jumped tremendously by now... and then
there's the artifact..." Christophe's face grows slightly grim.
"It's a 'key' of some sort. Nobody seems to know exactly what it is
but Quar'toth, who has developed a serious interest in Solnack's lair recently.
I can only speculate that it's some type of magical device or weapon that will
give the bastard even more power. If we were to get our hands on this artifact
before the Overlord can..." Christophe nods ominously. "Well, I think
you'd all agree it would be in our best interests."
[JadedDM]: Terrah and Tugh both jump slightly at hearing the
Overlord's name spoken aloud out of reflex.
[Christophe]: Christophe takes a breath. "Here's the catch....
my new young friend in Janus, Brigin, told me about it after I bought him a few
drinks. It would seem that Brigin's superior intends to send a contingent of
Bloodguard to the caverns next week, after the rest of his men return from Mudde.
It seems our antics there caused quite a stir..." Christophe smirks
slightly. "Anyway, the captain intends to present this 'key' to the
Overlord himself in return for considerable favour and a promotion of some sort.
So we only have a small window of opportunity to get to this cavern and get out
with the goods before a horde of Bloodguard come to tear the place apart."
[Psyche]: Psyche glances to Terrah and Tugh for a moment, holding
back a small smile before turning back to Christophe.
[Lon]: Lon chews the last remnants of meat to stew on the
tremendous amount of information Christophe has given.
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "How
come the Overlord hasn't ever sent anyone in there before?"
[Viarra]: "He probably didn't know or care what this Solnack
character was up to, or what he possessed."
[Psyche]: "It is probably because he didn't know how to get
past the protection spells upon it, so if that is the case, he must know
something we don't."
[Viarra]: "Psyche, did Kestrel and Wedge seem to be in any
particular danger when you found out about them?"
[Psyche]: "Well, keep in mind that the last time we were in
Edge Elm...it was full of zombies."
[Lon]: "Could we try to delay the Bloodguard from their
[JadedDM]: Nari: "Don't
remind me," she says to Psyche.
[Viarra]: "I see." Viarra's
brow creases in thought. "How
is it that you were able to look in on them?
Is there any way you could bring them back with you?"
[Christophe]: "According to Brigin, the number of Bloodguards
will be quite high. We couldn't engage them with our few numbers and hope to
[Psyche]: "The spell is Clairvoyance.
I am able to look into any place that I've been to before. I don't have it
memorized right now, but I could possibly do it again to make sure that they are
okay. Honestly, it did seem like the town was getting back on its feet,
considering its tavern had a few people in it. I didn't see zombies."
[Lon]: "I didn't mean engage them directly." Lon shudders
at the thought. "There might be another way. If we had Kestrel and Wedge,
it would help a lot with Solnack's cavern."
[Christophe]: Christophe folds his hands in front of him.
"Look, I would love to have Kestrel with us again, but we've already waited
here at the Tower a month. Waiting one more week while we stockpile some more
for our treasury wouldn't be a bad idea at all. The renovations on this tower
have only begun, there are still weak spots all over the place, horse feed isn't
exactly cheap in Janus, we have precious few furnishings, and we desperately
need to hire some strong swordsmen to help defend this place if need be."
[Psyche]: "But...we need a person who can heal too."
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "Psyche,
I know some first aid," she points out.
[Viarra]: "I tend to agree with Christophe.
If the town seems to be doing fine, and Kestrel and Wedge don't seem to
be in any immediate danger, we should take this chance while we have it."
[Christophe]: Christophe nods respectfully to Viarra.
[Viarra]: Viarra looks marginally surprised and smiles slightly back
[Psyche]: Psyche closes her eyes for a moment. "Okay, I can
let my personal feelings get involved with this. Kestrel is like a sister to me
and my first instinct is to go after her. If it was Edara...I would pretty much
tell all of you that I would be going to Edge Elm, no questions ask, but Kestrel
can take care of herself as can Wedge."
[JadedDM]: Nari: "You
can't be serious..."
[Psyche]: "Nari, this gives us a chance to have something that
the Overlord doesn't have. We have information that he doesn't know we have, and
we should take the chance while we still have it. You know Wedge would probably
agree to this."
[JadedDM]: Nari's mouth drops, but she quickly closes it.
"Fine. All right.
I'll go by myself then."
[Christophe]: "Don't be foolish, Nari."
[Psyche]: "Nari, listen, I'll continue to check up on both of
them, but we need you right now. I'll keep you updated on their condition and
everything and once we are done with this cavern, we can go after them."
Psyche thinks for a moment. "I think even one of the scrolls I have has a
spell in which I could perhaps send a message to them."
[Lon]: Lon speaks up. "We'll need someone to defend the tower.
[Christophe]: Christophe nods in agreement. "Yes, I believe at
least two should remain behind to mind the place while we're gone."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Sounds
great. So me and who else?"
[Christophe]: Christophe looks at Tugh. "Actually, I thought
Nari and Terrah could stay behind while you come with us."
[Lon]: "I don't think so, Tugh," Lon says. "You go
where the horses go."
[JadedDM]: If not for the fact Tugh's skill was all ready green,
you're quite certain she would have turned a sickly green anyway.
"Wh....what?" she squeaks.
[Psyche]: "They are right. You would be useful."
[Viarra]: Viarra smiles reassuringly at Tugh. "Without you, how
would our horses get along?"
[Christophe]: "Your people can see in the dark, Tugh. You would
be a help in a cavern."
[JadedDM]: Tugh's jaw now drops, and she looks to person to
good are horses in a cave?"
[Christophe]: "We wouldn't take the horses inside,
[Psyche]: "The horses aren't going underground, but you are.
Like Christophe said, you can see in the dark meaning that you might be able to
see traps before we can."
[Viarra]: "I think I have the seeing-in-the-dark thing covered.
Tugh can wait outside with the horses, if it would make her feel
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Uh...but....gob...you
want to drag me into a cavern that was owned by a gobbin' drow that's probably
full of monsters and booby-traps?"
[Psyche]: "Tugh, do you honestly think we would take you there
if we didn't think you could do it?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh furrows her brow.
"What's in it for me then? I
mean...if you're going to ask me to risk my neck in some dank hole..."
[Viarra]: "What would you like out of it?"
[Psyche]: "What do you want...that we can offer right
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Well,
uh...," she hesitates, having not thought that part out.
"Money. Lots of
[Psyche]: "We don't have a lot of that right now. You probably
want it to take care of the horses, which I have all ready promised you I would
give you some."
[Christophe]: "Wait, wait.... how much money do you want?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh blinks. "Well,
uh...enough to...completely stock the stables and...uh...so...let's say...fiv--no,
six hundred gold pieces."
[Lon]: Lon raises his eyebrows.
[Christophe]: "You do realize that completing our defenses of
the actual tower is higher on our priority list?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh sits up, a little bit more confident now.
"And to do that, you have to raid that cavern, and you need me to do
[Christophe]: "We're not going to make much profit if we have
to spend chunks of it on the stables instead of say, the outer wall. What if I
paid you a few platinum pieces now out of my own pocket and a few more when we
completed the job... in addition to your share we take from the cavern?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh tilts her head.
"Share? I get a
[Psyche]: Psyche sits back and listens to the two of them for the
moment. "You are a part of the New Dawn. You get your own share."
[Viarra]: "Only if you come with us,” Viarra says.
[JadedDM]: Tugh hesitates, conflicted.
"Uh...all right. But...only
if you all promise not to get me killed."
[Viarra]: "Have we yet?"
[Psyche]: "We will do what we can, Tugh. Of that, I
[JadedDM]: Tugh slumps back into her chair.
"Shadowbite help me."
[Psyche]: "All right, so we are going to the cavern. That much
is settled, but we have a few more things to discuss."
[Viarra]: Viarra turns an attentive gaze to Psyche, but only briefly.
[Psyche]: "We need allies and we need a certain main goal. We
have pretty much just running off of chance and things and we can't do that any
[Lon]: "What do you suggest we do?"
[Christophe]: "Hasn't our goal always been to rid this land of
[Viarra]: Viarra just shrugs and her gaze wanders around the room,
[Psyche]: "It has but there are different ways to get rid of
him. If that is still our goal, then we need to cover that main goal up to gain
support of the common man."
[JadedDM]: Tugh becomes withdrawn into herself, apparently
contemplating her upcoming death.
[Christophe]: "I have always agreed with that theory... but you
must all be able to deal with the manipulation you are imposing on others if we
[Viarra]: "I promise, it won't be that bad,” Viarra whispers
to Tugh, and pats her hand.
[Psyche]: "True, but we need to figure out what kind of cover
story we are going to propose to these people. Are we just simple adventures
trying to rid Bloodtooth of monsters and such? In a way we would be working with
the enemy. In a sense...keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."
[Christophe]: "Some might buy into New Dawn if it was promoted
as a radical-thinking political party. Of course, it would still appear to be
subservient to the Overlord and his rulings."
[Psyche]: "That could work, and it would probably end up
appealing to some of the nobles in the areas as well."
[Lon]: "What about the Halo in the vision?"
[Christophe]: "Your idea of simple adventurers is fine... but
it may not work for a commoner or a noble. What common man would want to join up
or get behind a group of monster hunters? The people of this land are choked
with apathy towards such things."
[Viarra]: "Indeed. I
think that apathy is our real problem."
Viarra glances at Psyche.
[JadedDM]: Nari sits back and folds her arms, pouting slightly.
[Psyche]: "I think fear is what holding people back. Though,
it is probably a combination of both." Psyche glances to Lon. "As for
the Halo...well, I'll get to that in a moment, as there are some thing I should
mention to all of you."
[Lon]: Lon rests his chin on the stone table, restless.
[Viarra]: The mandolin is back in Viarra's hands, and she's strumming
a calming tune, but her eyes are still on Psyche.
[JadedDM]: As Viarra plays, the mandolin quivers a bit, as if it
was alive and she was tickling it.
[Viarra]: Viarra, a look of surprise on her face, stops playing for a
few moments. The muscles in her
[Psyche]: Psyche takes a deep breath. "I suppose the cover
story can wait. As I mentioned a month ago and as Viarra all ready knows, in
detail. I've been having dreams that deal with the Halo."
[Christophe]: Christophe looks around the room. "And?"
[Lon]: "You mentioned something about that, yeah."
[Psyche]: "Well, I must ask first. Have all of you heard of
the Dark Mist?"
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "Of
course. It's a very common
[Christophe]: "Hushed whispers and such, yes."
[JadedDM]: The mandolin ceases movement when she stops playing.
[Viarra]: Once Viarra satisfies herself that the mandolin is no
longer moving, Viarra continues her calming song, very near to where she left
[Psyche]: "According to this dreams, as a little girl, the
Dark Mist managed to take control over me. My mother and sister knew it was
taking hold, but they thought that there was nothing they could do. It was then
my sister met an old man, whose name is Cefka. He mentioned the Halo and how it
can purge the dark mist from someone. She was determined to cure me, so she made
a deal with Cefka and Cefka some how managed to take over her body. I haven't
had the dreams lately, but I have a feeling that if we can find my sister, we
can find out more about the Halo and I'm sure I'll learn more if the dreams
[JadedDM]: This time, as Viarra plays, red whorls of energy begin
to snake around the instrument.
[Christophe]: Christophe's face is blank. "So you think the
dreams are real... and not a metaphor for something?"
[Lon]: Lon looks at Viarra, startled. "What are you
[Psyche]: "I remember very little about when I was a little
girl, but these dreams did not start until after we met my sister and I started
wearing the ring that was left behind." Psyche glances to Viarra for a
moment, raising an eyebrow.
[Christophe]: "So you will add finding Ceara to the 'to-do'
list then.... alright."
[Viarra]: Viarra frowns at the mandolin and stops playing.
She murmurs something under her breath at it.
[JadedDM]: The red energy whorls quickly slink back into the
mandolin as soon as she stops playing.
[Psyche]: "Exactly." Psyche clears her throat. "One
last thing before we get ready to go to that cavern, allies. I have a few ideas
and they are going to be a little odd, but it might work. Before I joined the
rebels, I lived with a tribe of orcs, the Black Crow Tribe...and then a clan of
goblins, the Redwolf Clan. It is possible that we might be able to use them as a
safety net if we ever need to. The goblins might be a little trickier, but if
Black Snake is still around for the orcs, I might be able to make arrangements
[JadedDM]: Terrah eyes the mandolin warily.
"Is it...supposed to do that?"
[Christophe]: "Hmm... if we were to ever raise an army at some
point, orcs would make quite fearsome infantry troops."
[Viarra]: "It is enchanted to charm fire elementals."
Viarra says. "I had no
idea that it was so...showy."
[Psyche]: "They would. Right now though, from what I know,
they are still neutral, but it is worth the effort, so perhaps we can add that
to the list as well."
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "Maybe
it is affected by the tune? Some
kind of...show, to go with the music?" she proposes.
[Viarra]: Viarra shoots an approving look at Terrah and nods.
[Christophe]: Christophe looks unimpressed at the light show coming
from the mandolin. "Alright, well unless anyone has anything else to add, I
suggest we gather our gear and prepare ourselves for the journey ahead. Psyche,
I'll show you exactly where this place is located on the map."
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "What
happens if you play something...fast and upbeat?"
[Lon]: "Tugh, didn't you say we needed more horse feed?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh nods sullenly.
[Viarra]: "I'm suddenly not sure I should find out in a crowded
room, but, if you want to watch later, we can find out."
[Lon]: "How many days?" Lon asks patiently.
[Psyche]: Psyche stands, glancing to Nari for a moment and sighs
before she walks over to Christophe. "Is there anything else I should know
about this place, Christophe?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh blinks and rubs at her forehead.
"Well...if we're all going but two...that means there's only one
horse staying behind, so...it would keep him fed for about five days."
[Christophe]: Christophe leans in very close to Psyche and whispers.
"Only that a few foolish adventurers have met their doom trying to raid the
place. But uh... don't tell the others that."
[Lon]: "Yes, but what about our horses?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Should
be enough to feed each of them for seven days."
[Psyche]: Psyche looks sharply at Christophe. "That....that is
kind of important information," she whispers back. "But you are right,
they shouldn't know."
[Christophe]: Christophe gives her a reassuring pat on the back.
"Relax. You're the expert on magic... and Lon and Tugh can find any traps
waiting for us. We'll be just fine."
[Psyche]: "Right..." Psyche suddenly doesn't look so sure
of herself. "So where is this place?"
[Christophe]: Christophe shows her on the map. Southeast of Janus,
due east of the Grey Mines.
[JadedDM]: Terrah: "I
can ride to Janus while you're gone to get more feed," she offers.
[Psyche]: "So...okay. You wouldn't know how big the cavern is
[Christophe]: Christophe shakes his head. "No, but I know of
several landmarks around the immediate area that will tell us when we're
approaching the entrance."
[JadedDM]: Nari walks out without another word.
[Psyche]: Psyche watches Nari walk out before looking to
Christophe. "Have everyone to get ready and give Tugh some money for the
horses. I need to talk to Nari."
[JadedDM]: Tugh slips out of her chair.
"I'll go prepare the horses. And
give my last rites to the shadow god."
She heads out.
[Christophe]: Christophe nods and goes to grab his money and his
gear. "Everyone get what you need and meet up at the stables."
[Psyche]: Psyche runs off to find Nari and to grab her stuff for
[Lon]: Lon arrives at the stables after taking a short detour to
gather his few belongings.
[JadedDM]: Nari is out in the main hallway, leaning against the
stone staircase with her arms crossed and her head down.
[Psyche]: Psyche slowly approaches the girl. "Nari...I'm
sorry. I know how much Wedge means to you."
[JadedDM]: Nari raises her head just enough to make eye contact
"Psyche...when...when we were swallowed
in that darkness...I had to relive every regret and mistake I ever made."
[Psyche]: "And he was one of your regrets?" Psyche asks
[Viarra]: Viarra is not too far behind Lon.
When she arrives in the stables, she looks up towards the rafters.
After several moments, a brown owl comes flying down.
Viarra opens the covered cage she is carrying.
The owl gives Viarra a tired look, and she puts a dead rat in the cage.
"Come on," she coaxes the owl.
With another baleful look, the owl, Spot, hops into the cage.
Viarra re-covers it, and begins to load up Fluffy.
[JadedDM]: Nari: "I
didn't even know it at the time. Or
maybe I did, but I just tried to ignore it.
Too much was going on. By the
time I realized how I felt...he was gone. It
was too late. And I thought he was
[Christophe]: Christophe, having gathered his belongings, arrives at
the stables. He takes a few pieces of platinum and places them in Tugh's hands.
"Half now, half later, plus your share."
[Psyche]: "Then take comfort in the fact that he is alive,
Nari, and you won't have to think of him as a regret anymore. We will go after
him, Nari. I am not going to leave anyone behind, except one person, but I have
no choice in that one."
[JadedDM]: Nari stands up and uncrosses her arms.
"You better hurry back, Psyche.
Because I can't promise to wait too long."
And with that, she heads upstairs.
[JadedDM]: Tugh accepts the shiny, white coins with a reverence
[Psyche]: Psyche watches her walk upstairs before she grabs her
stuff and runs to meet up with the rest of the group at the stables.
[JadedDM]: After pocketing the coins, Tugh sets up everyone's
horse and saddles them, except for Earthshaker.
[Lon]: Lon mounts stubborn Glas, ready to ride.
[Psyche]: "I hope I made the right decision here," Psyche
says softly and she pulls herself up on Snow Dancer.
[JadedDM]: Tugh mounts Valora and notices the owl.
"Viarra...what's with the...the...what is that thing, anyway?
Some kind of pigeon?"
[Christophe]: Christophe gets aboard Sorza without any trouble.
[Viarra]: "That's Spot."
Viarra smiles at the owl. After
she's mounted Fluffy, she checks the cages cover, making sure that it's in
[Psyche]: Psyche glances over to Viarra. "When did you get an
[Viarra]: "Not too long ago."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "More
importantly, why did you get one?" She
kicks Valora forward in a light trot.
[Psyche]: "A familiar?" Psyche asks as she nudges Snow
[Viarra]: "Yep." Viarra
spurs Fluffy into a trot.
[Christophe]: Christophe rides along, occasionally glancing up at
the dark clouds above.
[JadedDM]: The dark, ominous clouds are indeed a warning.
Thunder rumbles in the background and occasionally one sees a flash of
lightning on the horizon as the party rides onward. By
nightfall, the clouds have opened up and unleashed a deluge of rain upon them.
Tugh, however, with her nightvision, is able to find a small cave for
shelter for the night.
[Psyche]: Psyche shakes her head much like how a dog would shake
out its fur once in the cave. "Horrible traveling weather," she
mutters as she dismounts from Snow Dancer.
[JadedDM]: The cave is abandoned and just ample enough in size to
accommodate the party and their horses. After
getting the mounts settled, Tugh collapses on the ground and moans.
[Lon]: Lon sits on the rock floor, trying to get comfortable
despite his shivering.
[Christophe]: Christophe finds a small cubby for his bedroll and
manages to give off the appearance of being comfortable.
[Viarra]: Viarra raises her hand to protect her face from Psyche's
watershed. She sets the cage down,
near the opening of the cave and let’s Spot out, to hunt for the night, if she
can. Once situated, she begins to
wring water out of her dress, but stays within the realm of decency.
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "This
is shaping up to be a great quest so far."
[Psyche]: "Sorry," Psyche says to Viarra as she sits
down, looking out into the night. "It will get more interesting, Tugh."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Yeah,
sure. I'm all ready cold and wet,
and we haven't even reached the cavern of death yet."
She grumbles as she hugs herself. "Hey,
Viarra. How about a song or
[Viarra]: "I think that could be arranged."
[Psyche]: "We aren't going to die, Tugh. Let’s try to stay a
[Viarra]: Viarra clears her throat and slowly walks about the cavern.
As she walks, it's apparent she's concentrating.
When she begins to sing, it's apparent that she's singing about how a
clever, intrepid goblin named Tuff survives several adventures in the
unfortunately named Cavern of Death.
[JadedDM]: Again, the mandolin begins to glow and give off energy
as she plays. Tugh listens to the
tune and smiles, enjoying it.
[Psyche]: Psyche grins a bit at the song as she leans her head up
against the cavern wall and closes her eyes, not really all worried about the
mandolin and its magical properties.
[Viarra]: The tune continues on for some time, and a mildly concerned
look crosses Viarra's face as she plays the mandolin.
She cuts the song off a bit shorter than it normally would have been; it
ends with Tuff the intrepid goblin becoming richer than his wildest dreams.
[JadedDM]: As the song ends, the energy seems to come to a head,
form together, and then leap out of the mandolin in a snake of flame.
This flame gathers on the ground and transforms into a humanoid figure
with red skin, flaming hair, and demonic features.
[Lon]: Lon claps politely when Viarra finishes her song.
[Psyche]: Psyche opens her eyes and she jumps up." Hey!!"
[Viarra]: "What the...?!"
[Christophe]: Christophe carefully rises and begins slowly backing
away. "Uhm... Uhmmm....."
[JadedDM]: The flaming creature stands to its full height of five
feet and stretches, wiggling his fingers and toes.
"Blazes! A body could go
barmy being hipped in such a small birdcage."
The figure smacks his lips, blinks, and then looks around in confusion.
"Huh? Wha...this ain't
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Gob!"
she cries and scurries to the far end of the cave.
[Psyche]: "No...no, it isn't the tower. Um...who are
[Viarra]: "Sorry,” Viarra says to the flame man.
[Lon]: Lon's rubs his eyes, thinking he might have gotten water in
them. When the apparition fails to go away, he stares at it with his mouth
[JadedDM]: Creature: "Name's
Charr." He looks around again.
"Where's Frilothan? And
Bolero?" He puts his hands on
[Psyche]: "Frilothan is, from what I know, dead and I'm not
sure who Bolero is."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Blazes!"
He seems honestly surprised. "Well,
can't say I didn't warm him. Berk
shouldn't mess with the dark of Zenan, you scan?
Just leads to getting your name in the dead-book."
[Psyche]: Psyche looks directly to Viarra for a moment before
turning her attention to the fire man. "Dark of Zenan?"
[Viarra]: Viarra looks surprised and back to Psyche and shrugs back.
[Lon]: Lon's brows furrow, as he tries to make sense of the
creature's strange way of talking.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Well,
bar that. Which one of you cutters
set me free then?"
[Viarra]: "I guess that'd be me,” Viarra says.
[JadedDM]: Charr crosses his arms and looks her up and down.
"Well, if I'm going to be hipped here, at least it's with a hot
wench," he says with resign.
[Viarra]: "What do you mean, hipped here?"
[Christophe]: Christophe returns to his bedroll when it is apparent
the creature intends no harm.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Hipped.
Stranded. Stuck. What're you
all Clueless?" He sighs and
puts a hand to his flaming head. "Blazes,
of course you all. What am I
[Viarra]: "What are you?" Viarra asks.
[Psyche]: "A fire imp."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Natch,"
he says to Psyche, pointing at her with both fingers.
He then looks back to Viarra. "From
the City of
[Viarra]: "Why he put you in the mandolin?"
[Psyche]: "Natch...City of
[Viarra]: "Not particularly."
[Lon]: "You mean, you're not?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "He
didn't. That addle-cove apprentice
of his did. Bolero.
Fancied himself a bard."
[Viarra]: "So, why did Bolero put you in the mandolin?"
[Psyche]: "Um...afraid not, Lon." Psyche laughs faintly,
finally sitting back down.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "To
keep me on this plane. Uh...it's
complicated. See...I come from Zenan.
You scan me so far?"
[Viarra]: "I think so."
[Psyche]: "Okay, so a fire imp from the fire plane. That does
make sense. Though what did Bolero and Frilothan want with you?"
[Lon]: "I thought if anyone would be able to understand this
guy, it'd be you..."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Right,
so...well, I can't exist on this plane for very long.
It's too cold and damp. So,
that tone-deaf berk, Bolero, turned his mandolin into a conduit, see?
It's like...a pocket plane of fire that I can live in.
He bound it to me, so I can't go far from it.
Frilothan wanted to use me to get the chant on Zenan, scan?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh slowly creeps back a few steps, seeing that the
imp doesn’t' seem hostile.
[Psyche]: "Frilothan kept you around to learn more about Zenan.
What did he want to know about the place?" Psyche glances to Lon. "I'm
working on it."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Berk
wanted the power of Zenan. To become
a genasi. Barmy old coot," he
[Viarra]: "How do we put you back in the mandolin?
Or, can you stay out for good, as long as you don't go too far from
[Psyche]: "What is a genasi?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Go
back in? I just got out.
If you play the same tune, though, it'll take me back.
If I'm hurt too badly, I'll go back too."
He looks around again at the cave. "What
happened to the tower? And...how
long have I been in that bloody thing?"
[Psyche]: "Well, the tower isn't too far from here. We are
traveling at the moment...and I would say you've been in there for a very long
[JadedDM]: Charr: "It
was 624 when I last was let out."
[Viarra]: "It's been a while..."
[Psyche]: "Uh...forty-two years then."
[JadedDM]: Charr seems to sway a bit.
"Blazes. No wonder my
body's so cramped."
[Psyche]: Psyche grins. "Well, it looks like you are kind of
stuck with us now, so I'm Psyche. The girl who let you out is Viarra."
Psyche motions to Lon. "That's Lon. The goblin is Tugh. "Psyche
motions over to Christophe. "And that is Christophe."
[Christophe]: Christophe nods from his apparent slumber. "Must
be terrible being trapped within something so small for so long..."
[JadedDM]: Charr tilts his head and sniffs the air.
"You all are primes, right?"
[Viarra]: "All what?"
[Psyche]: "Primes? Uh...yes?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Huh."
He shrugs. "Oh,
[Viarra]: Viarra just looks confused.
"I don't know if I remember that song."
[Psyche]: "Well, I told you it had something to do with fire
elementals and controlling them, Viarra. I didn't realize it could do this
[JadedDM]: The fire imp turns back to Viarra.
"Enough wigwag, though. Guess
you're my new master then. I hope
you have more sense in your brain-box than that berk, Frilothan."
[Viarra]: "I'm not going to do any weird experiments on you, or
anything, but I'm not your master."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "I
don't have any say in the matter, angelcakes.
If you played the mandolin, then we're stuck with each other.
Best to tumble that out now."
[Viarra]: "When you're in your mandolin, can you see what's
going on in this plane?"
[JadedDM]: The imp shakes his head.
"It's like being in another world.
A very small world."
[Viarra]: Viarra sighs in relief and murmurs her sympathies.
[Psyche]: "Well, looks like we have a little extra help
[Viarra]: "He'll come in handy in that cavern."
[JadedDM]: Charr sucks in his breath and blows out a small bit of
flame. "I do have some handy
[Psyche]: "Do you?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Hey,
don't let the handsome looks fool you. I'm
more than just a pretty face."
[Psyche]: Psyche rolls her eyes at Charr. "Right...well, what
else can you do other than stand there and...burn?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "I
can fight. Got a few tricks.
Zenan is my kip after all. It's
in my blood."
[Psyche]: "You wouldn't by any chance know what the Halo is
would you?" Psyche shrugs slightly, figuring it is worth the try at least.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Halo?
Hmm...sorry. Sounds like more
of an upper plane kind of thing."
[Psyche]: "Upper plane?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Blazes,
you're clueless. You know.
[Psyche]: "I don't deal with different planes all that much.
You have to forgive me."
[Viarra]: Viarra gulps audibly. "And
you're from a..... lower...... plane?"
[JadedDM]: Charr waves a dismissive hand at Viarra.
"Bar that thought, sweets. I'm
from Zenan. It's an inner
[Psyche]: "How many different kinds of planes are there?"
[JadedDM]: Charr glances at Lon.
"Hey, kid. Paint a
picture. It will last longer."
He glances to Psyche. "More
than you can count, I'd wager."
[Psyche]: "Well, I figure we will learn something off each
other sooner or later. I think is a good idea if we all get some sleep now
[Viarra]: Viarra picks up the mandolin.
"Sorry,” she says to Charr. "I'll let you back out again,
[JadedDM]: Charr: "But
we were just starting to really connect, I felt."
[Lon]: "He can keep watch," Lon says jokingly.
[Viarra]: "I know." Viarra
frowns. "We'll have all sorts
of time to connect, though. Promise."
[Psyche]: Psyche snickers at Lon. "Actually, I'll take first
watch. If he wants to stay out, might as well let him."
[Viarra]: "Well, do realize, I'll have to sing and play to put
him back. Can't really do that
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Hey,
what's that noise outside, anyway? It
sounds like bloody Pandemonium."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Rain?
Never heard of it. Does it
[Psyche]: "Well, it is water."
[Viarra]: "It's a bunch of water falling from the sky."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Do...don't
mess around with me like that."
[Viarra]: "I'm telling the truth,” Viarra says, not unkindly.
[Christophe]: "Step outside and check it our for
yourself." Christophe seems to joke.
[JadedDM]: Charr growls. "Hey!
I'm a top-rate cutter. I've
stared down balors and sent 'em packin' to their mamas.
I'm not afraid." He
marches toward the cave entrance.
[Viarra]: "No!" Viarra
[Psyche]: "I really wouldn't go out there."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "AAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!"
He comes sprinting back, surrounded by a cloud of steam.
"Let me back in! Let me
[Psyche]: "Oh, he's bright."
[Christophe]: Christophe almost slaps his forehead in disbelief.
"It wasn't meant... oh, forget it..."
[Lon]: Lon squints through the steam, trying to wave it away from
his face. "Please, Viarra."
[Viarra]: Viarra picks up the mandolin and begins to play.
"I told you so." With
a deep breath, she launches into the story of Tuff, the intrepid goblin and the
unfortunately named Cavern of Death.
[JadedDM]: Wisps of red energy surround the imp.
"The horror...the horr-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-r...," he gasps as his
body dissipates and returns to the mandolin.
[Viarra]: The song ends as it did before, with Tuff becoming richer
than he'd ever imagined. When Viarra
finishes the song, she gently puts the mandolin down, leans up against the cave
wall, and slowly sinks to the floor.
[Psyche]: Psyche shakes her head in disbelief. "Everyone get
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "What
if it comes back while we're sleeping?"
[Viarra]: "He won't."
[Psyche]: "It won't come until it is summoned, so don't worry
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Gob...a
[Viarra]: "Well, he's a very nice one,” Viarra says while she
settles into her bedroll.
[Psyche]: "You don't have anything to worry about, Tugh. He
isn't going to hurt us. Now get some sleep."
[Viarra]: "If a bit stupid,” she adds, as an afterthought.
[Christophe]: "There's a difference between an imp and a
demon." He lowers his head for some rest.
[JadedDM]: Tugh glances at Christophe.
"Sure looked like a demon to me."
She settles down.
[Psyche]: Psyche stays up for the first watch while the others get
[JadedDM]: The following day, the party is fortunate to find clear
skies greeting them. They travel the
whole day without incident from neither weather nor demon.
However, on the morning of the third day, they spot a large caravan to
the north of them.
[Psyche]: "I wonder," Psyche says as she continues
[Lon]: Putting his hand over his eyes, he looks at the caravan with
a bit of worry mixed in with curiosity. "What do you think it is?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh has her eyes covered by her hat, finding the
sunlight rather irritating.
[Christophe]: "They could be... heading in the same direction
[Psyche]: Psyche glances at Christophe, "You said they
wouldn't be heading out until next week though."
[Christophe]: Christophe looks at the horizon. "It doesn't have
to be Bloodguard... do you see any identifying flags?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Don't
know how you can see anything in this light."
[Psyche]: Psyche looks towards the caravan again to see if she can
see any flags.
[Lon]: "Do you think they can see us?"
[Viarra]: "I suppose they could, if we can see them..."
[Psyche]: "It is a slave caravan." Psyche frowns.
[Christophe]: Christophe sighs. "Unfortunately nothing to do
with us... we should keep our heads down and keep moving."
[Viarra]: "Agreed. Time
we waste is time better spent.... elsewhere."
[Psyche]: "We just can't free them now. It will have to
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "How
much further to this cave anyway?"
[Psyche]: "About another day or so I think."
[JadedDM]: Tugh gulps. "Great."
[Psyche]: "You'll be fine, Tugh. We'll keep you safe."
[Christophe]: "Mmm... see there, you can already see the shadow
[JadedDM]: The party passes by the slave caravan, either unnoticed
or simply ignored. They travel
onward until the night, when they make camp.
Tomorrow, they'll arrive at the cavern, if Christophe's directions proved
[Lon]: Lon helps prepare the camp, singing the words, "Off
into the unknown" with one of Viarra's tunes.
[Psyche]: Psyche dismounts from Snow Dancer, yawning slightly as
she starts to make up her own little spot for the night.
[Lon]: "How're Kestrel and Wedge?" Lon asks. "You
said you could check on them. What
about the tower? Can you check on them, too?"
[Viarra]: Viarra dismounts from Fluffy, opens Spot's cage, and sets
the owl free for the night. "You're
a good little owl." She smiles
at the creature, before getting her second cage out; the mandolin, and strumming
a soft tune.
[JadedDM]: Red whorls of energy swirl around the mandolin then
collect in one spot on the ground to form Charr once again.
"Whoa...I'll never get used to that," he says.
[JadedDM]: Charr looks up at the empty, dark sky.
"Blazes...I don't know how you people stand this world.
[Viarra]: "What's it like where you come from?"
[JadedDM]: Charr turns to her.
"Hot. All of the time.
Imagine a world where everything is on fire, and the fire never burns
out. That's Zenan."
[Viarra]: "Would you like a fire to warm yourself by?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "That
would help, yeah."
[Psyche]: "Where exactly would you like me to check inside the
[Viarra]: Viarra sets about the business of setting a camp fire.
When it is lit, she holds her hands out to the flames.
[JadedDM]: Charr steps into the fire and sits down in it.
"Ahhh....that's the stuff."
[Lon]: Lon blinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Wherever Nari
or Terrah would be, I guess."
[Viarra]: Viarra raises an eyebrow and gets the mandolin.
She begins to play a dancing tune, one different than the one she used to
[JadedDM]: Charr: "So,
what's your game, luv? I gather you
give folks the laugh, but that's about it."
[JadedDM]: Tugh sits away from the fire (and Charr), over near Lon
and Psyche. On occasion, she tosses
a wary glance the imp's way.
[Psyche]: "I'll see if I can check their rooms. First I'll
check in on Kestrel and Wedge though." Psyche begins chanting the words to
the spell that she wants to cast.
[Viarra]: "Excuse me?"
A confused smile crosses Viarra's face.
"Give folks the laugh...?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Entertain
[Viarra]: "That's mostly it."
Viarra concedes with a nod. "And
we wander around, looking for treasure."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Ahh,
so you're bashers then."
[Viarra]: Viarra nods. "So,
tell me. What are other planes like?
Do you know?"
[Psyche]: Psyche blinks her eyes a couple of times as she stares
into the night, gathering the information that she needs. "Wedge is
standing at a window, looking out and Kestrel seems to be asleep in a
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Well,
outside of Zenan, I've been to the Cage, and of course, the Prime.
Uhh...well, technically I haven't been to any other planes, but...I hear
the chant on 'em now and again."
[Viarra]: "What's that like?"
[Lon]: "That's good," Lon says.
[Psyche]: Psyche rubs at her eyes for a moment, shaking her head.
"I wish I could use this spell to find Jerros."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Which
one, luv? Zenan, the Cage, or the
Prime? Well, you all ready know the
chant of that last one, don't ya?"
[Viarra]: "I guess I do, if that's how I got you here.
But, all of them." Viarra's
eyes sparkle with interest.
[Psyche]: Psyche starts up the same spell again after she recovers
from the last one, to check on Terrah and Nari within the tower.
[JadedDM]: Charr shrugs. "Well,
this is the prime. This
dark...empty...cold realm. The
Mortal worlds are here. Now, the
Cage...Sigil. There's a place a
cutter like you would thrive, I'd bet."
[Viarra]: "Oh, yeah?" A
slight smile plays at Viarra's lips.
[Psyche]: Psyche once against stares out into the night. "Nari
is in her room, just lying there, staring at the ceiling. I'm not sure where
Terrah is though."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Sigil
is the city, sweets. I mean THE
city. It's connected to every realm,
to every world. You can find bashers
and cutters of all sorts there. Demons,
angels, and elementals like me. Imagine
the biggest city you've ever been to. It's
nothing compared to the Cage."
[Viarra]: "Why is it called the Cage?"
[JadedDM]: Charr seems to ponder this one a moment.
"Well...in some ways, Sigil is pure freedom.
And in some ways, it's a prison. I
guess it's like any city then, really."
[Lon]: "Hmm. She's probably around somewhere."
[Psyche]: "She is probably in her room doing the same
thing." Psyche rubs at her eyes again. "We'll be back soon, and then
we can go after Kestrel and Wedge."
[Viarra]: Viarra's face grows thoughtful.
"How do you go from realm to realm?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Some
cutters use spells. Some use gates.
In Sigil, you can only travel by gate, though.
Every door, window, arch and even cupboard can be a gate, if you have the
[Viarra]: "The right what?"
Viarra looks incredulous.
[Psyche]: Psyche glances to Lon for a moment, giving her head a
little tilt. "What is it like where you are from, Lon?”
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Key.
All gates need a key. Just
like regular doors, you tumble what I mean?
Without the key, a gate's useless."
[Viarra]: "Yeah, I'm with you."
Viarra looks somewhat breathless. "Um,
guys?" She looks to her other
[Lon]: Lon looks a little uncomfortable. "What do you
[Christophe]: "Yes, I heard what he was saying, Viarra."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Something
[Lon]: "What? What'd he say?" Lon asks.
[Christophe]: "You said the word 'key'. There's an artifact
we're after that's supposed to be a key. Could be a coincidence...?"
[Viarra]: "I don't believe in coincidences,” Viarra says
[Psyche]: "Well, I mean...do you have a family?" Psyche
glances to Viarra and Charr. "Great, the Overlord is now looking for ways
into other planes?"
[JadedDM]: Charr shrugs. "I
don't know the chant on that. You're
looking for a key?"
[Viarra]: "Well, yes, but we're looking to keep it out of the
hands of a very bad man."
[Lon]: Lon seems to not hear Psyche's question, instead focused on
the conversation at hand. "Um, do you think Frilothan knew this, um.. Sol-Solnack?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Well....key's
no good without a gate, and a gate's no good without a key."
[Psyche]: "That could be the reason why he is sending people
for it. He has the gate and all he needs now is the key."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Gate
to where, though? Most planes would
burn up a prime's body like that," he says, snapping his fingers for
[Psyche]: "Who knows. What planes wouldn't burn up someone's
[Viarra]: "The Cage, maybe?"
She thinks for a few more moments. "And
what about this Heaven you mentioned earlier?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Cage
is safe, yeah. So are the upper
planes, some of the middle ones. Some
of the lower ones, but...it's not the terrain; it's the residents you got to
[Psyche]: "I don't think the Overlord would really care about
the residents, honestly."
[JadedDM]: Charr looks to Psyche.
"Don't underestimate fiends, berk.
Even the worst mortal amongst you would piss himself and cry for mama
after five minutes in the Abyss."
[Psyche]: "I'm not underestimating them. I'm just saying that
if the Overlord is searching for more power, I doubt it whatever residents the
planes hold are going to scare him...much."
[Viarra]: "What's the Abyss like?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Well,
never been, angelcakes. But I heard
the chant. Every cutter has.
They say it's got infinite layers, but nobody knows the dark for sure.
Chock full of tannar'ri, too, the craziest, most vicious demons you can
ever have the misfortune of running into."
[Viarra]: Viarra glances at Psyche.
"Isn't there rumored to be some sort of demonic portal in the Daemon
[Christophe]: "You ever meet a tannar'ri, Charr?"
[Psyche]: "I don't know a lot about the Daemon sector, but I
think I've heard that rumor as well."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "I've
seen a few in the Cage, yeah. They
know better than to mess with us imps, though."
[Christophe]: "Hmmm..." Christophe grows silent again.
[Viarra]: "Well, if there really is a portal there, maybe the
Overlord wants to control it?"
[Psyche]: "It is possible, but it would take him awhile to get
there. He has three other sectors to worry about right now though."
[Christophe]: Christophe seems to consider the possibilities.
"Maybe he wants an army of beings from another plane... I'm sure that would
put an end to any in-fighting between the different regions of Renosia in a
[Viarra]: "And the rest of the world."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "And
let the Blood War spill into this world, too, huh?
Why not? Not the first time
[Psyche]: "Blood War?"
[Viarra]: "The Blood War?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "An
eternal battle between the tannar'ri and the baatzeru."
[Lon]: Lon sits there agape at the thought. "That sounds
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Devils,
berk. The worst kind. They're
canny, cruel, and organized."
[Psyche]: "Maybe....maybe we are all just jumping to
conclusions here too. We don't know what that key in this cavern really is.
[JadedDM]: Charr laughs. "Yeah,
maybe it just unlocks the sod's daughter's chastity belt."
[Viarra]: "It never hurts to be prepared, though,” Viarra
[Psyche]: "True, but we don't even know where to begin when it
comes to other planes. It is hard enough keeping up with this plane."
[Viarra]: "Why is it called the Blood War?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Because
it's fought by Bloods. And it's
pretty bloody, I'd wager, yeah?"
[Psyche]: "Fought by Bloods?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Bloods.
People born outside the Prime. Like
[Viarra]: "Why would you want to come to the Prime?" Viarra
asks. "I mean, there isn't much
here for you...."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Tell
me about it. I didn't have any
choice in the matter, though."
[Viarra]: "You just woke up one day, and you were here?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Bloody
old coot Frilothan summoned me here. And
I was just about to make the move on this hot azgar wench, too."
[Viarra]: "Azgar? What's
[Psyche]: "It is a dwarf that is on fire pretty much. We
fought one in the battle arena."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yeah.
So you can see why I don't much like the feeble old sod.
Glad he's in the dead-book."
[Viarra]: "Can't say I blame you there."
[Psyche]: "Surely we primes aren't all bad."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "All
the ones I've met so far haven't inspired me with much confidence."
[Lon]: "Are all imps like you?"
[Psyche]: Psyche glances to Lon.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "They
wish they were."
[Viarra]: Viarra chuckles softly.
[Psyche]: "You are just that great, Charr?" Psyche
[JadedDM]: Charr: "You'll
find out soon enough, when you see me in action."
[Christophe]: "Yes, you certainly showed that rain who was
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Pike
[Psyche]: "I personally love that steamy look."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "It's
not my fault that this poorly designed world drops water from the bloody
[Christophe]: Christophe does his best Draven impression.
[Psyche]: "Poorly designed?"
[Viarra]: "I did warn you."
[JadedDM]: Charr shrugs. "So
I have a few things to learn about the Prime.
I promise it's not nearly as much as you clueless need to learn about,
well....every other place in the wheel."
[Viarra]: "That's probably a good point."
[Psyche]: "I don't think we will ever get the chance to learn
too much more, what with all that is going on around us right now."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Typical
primes. Think that their own
problems are the most important in the multi-verse."
[Psyche]: "I don't think it is the most important, but there
is only so much we can do."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Good
point. How much better would things
be if the primes stayed in the Prime?"
[Viarra]: "Why don't you tell us?" Viarra suggests.
[JadedDM]: Charr: "No
Clueless? That'd be a blessing.
Then again, without the Clueless, who would the coney-catchers peel?
So I guess everyone's good for something."
[Psyche]: "Coney-catchers peel?"
[Lon]: Lon holds his head. "Trying to crack your code
[JadedDM]: Charr waves a dismissive hand at Psyche.
"Awww, forget it."
[Viarra]: "Please tell us?"
[Psyche]: "Do we really want to know? It really doesn't sound
all that great."
[JadedDM]: Charr sighs in resignation.
"Peel means to scam, babe. And
a coney-catcher is a scammer."
[Viarra]: "I do." Viarra
nods. "What we don't know can
only come around to bite us in the behinds later.
And a scammer would be...?"
[Lon]: "Plan on taking a trip any time soon, Viarra?" Lon
[JadedDM]: Charr shakes his head sympathetically.
"One who scams, luv."
[Psyche]: "In other words, a cheat," Psyche says softly.
[Viarra]: Viarra chuckles. "Not
if I can help it,” she says to Lon, and then returns her attention to Charr.
"So, why scam us? What
do we have to offer?"
[JadedDM]: Charr shrugs. "Depends
on the scammer. They could be after
jink or looking to trick a berk into slavery.
Or if it's a demon, maybe after his soul."
[Psyche]: Psyche turns to Tugh, shaking her head slightly at the
conversation with the fire imp. "Nanb'tu'qua?"
[Viarra]: "Oh, I see."
[JadedDM]: Tugh looks up. "What?
[Psyche]: "You look worried."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yep,
the planes are a dangerous place. Gotta
keep be peery and stay on your toes."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "I
[Psyche]: "Is there anyway I can set your mind at ease, Tugh?
At least a little bit?"
[Viarra]: "Do you have a family, back home?" Viarra asks
the fire imp.
[JadedDM]: Tugh shrugs. "I'm
not sure how helpful I'm going to be. Unless
you plan to just toss me into the traps to set them off.
But then I'm only useful once."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yeah,
[Viarra]: "Really? Like,
a mother and a father, and brothers and sisters?"
Viarra perks up slightly.
[Psyche]: "I don't think we are going to toss you into the
traps, Tugh." Psyche laughs faintly. "That wouldn't be a very good way
to protect you from the danger either."
[JadedDM]: Charr nods. "Yeah,
we all got to come from somewhere, right? Imps
make imps, efreeti make efreeti, and salamanders make salamanders, natch."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "I
know I worked with bandits...but I didn't exactly work the field.
I mostly just groomed the horses. And
yeah, my people lived underground...in the Roughlands, though.
Not very deep."
[Viarra]: "I guess so. I
just wasn't sure just how different the planes were."
Viarra shrugs, "So, do you guys all have family get-togethers?
[JadedDM]: Charr: "There
are sometimes nice shindigs in the City of
[Psyche]: "Yet your people are known for setting up traps very
well and getting past them without getting hurt. I use to live with goblins. I
[Viarra]: "What are the high-ups like?
Where do they come from?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "I
guess I'll be hoping I have good instinct. Shadowbite
[JadedDM]: Charr blinks. "Uh...well,
high-up means an important person, sweets. Like
[Psyche]: "Do you faithfully follow Shadowbite, Tugh?"
[Viarra]: Viarra nods. "And what do they do at these parties?
The same stuff we all do?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Have
fun, make merry, eat good food. Blazes,
I sure miss fire fruit. It can only
be found in Zenan. My favorite
[JadedDM]: Tugh scratches at her head.
"Well...maybe not as well as I should.
I'm usually too busy with other things."
[Viarra]: "How will you survive on this plane?
Do you have any special dietary needs that I need to know about?"
[Psyche]: "Have you ever thought that maybe there might be
other Gods to follow?”
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Nah.
As long as I can get to some fire, I can recharge.
Or if I'm back in that bloody pocket realm."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Sure,
there are lots of gods. I never
really thought about it, though."
[Psyche]: "So why follow Shadowbite then?"
[Viarra]: "You've been forty-some odd years without food?"
Viarra's face is the picture of scandal.
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "He
created us, my people."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yeah,
doesn't it burn ya up?"
[Psyche]: "That is the only reason why you follow him? Just
because he created your people?"
[JadedDM]: Tugh shrugs. "What
[Viarra]: Viarra laughs at the joke.
"Is there any way you can take some fire with you into the pocket
realm? I'll let you out as much as I
can, but, I'd hate to see you starve...."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "It's
okay, toots. There's plenty of fire
in the pocket realm."
[Psyche]: "Some people look towards their faith for...hope. It
seems to me that you follow Shadowbite because your people do."
[JadedDM]: Tugh: "Well,
yeah. But he is the patron of
thieves, and I was a horse bandit...k-kind of."
[Viarra]: Relief washes over Viarra's features.
"Please forgive my questioning; I’ve never had a conversation with
a fire imp before."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yeah?
You ever encounter anyone from Zenan before?"
[Psyche]: Psyche smiles faintly. "You don't have to follow
Shadowbite to be a thief though, Tugh."
[JadedDM]: Tugh shrugs. "I...guess
so," she says, sounding a bit confused.
[Viarra]: "You're the first."
Viarra grins. "And that
one wacky guy that we just killed, but I think he was only trying to channel the
realm of Zenan or something strange like that."
[Psyche]: Psyche glances over to Charr and Viarra. "Don’t
forget those monkey things."
[Lon]: "Ah, just thinking about that guy makes my old wounds
[JadedDM]: Charr raises a brow.
"Wha? Sounds like what
Frilothan was planning on doing."
[Viarra]: Viarra casts a sympathetic glance at Lon.
"I can only imagine." She
then returns her attention to Charr, "Yes, this Ridikulus, Re... Ra...
Whatever his name was, mentioned something about having completed Fritholan's
work or something. But, we stopped
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Monkey
Blazes, you tangled with blisters?"
[Psyche]: "They are called blisters?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Yeah.
Stupid, mindless beasts, they are. They
just consume everything they get their hands on."
[Psyche]: "Yeah, that sounds like them."
[Lon]: "By the way, Psyche, remind me never to listen to you
next time you want to be alone with a hulking monster."
[JadedDM]: Charr ponders. "You
know, if someone did do what Frilothan set out to do...that could be bad."
[Psyche]: "If I didn't do it, we all probably would be dead
[Viarra]: "It was bad."
Viarra agrees. "But, at
least we stopped him. Though, he'd
completed the ceremony and everything."
[JadedDM]: Charr hisses. "Oooh.
That berk Frilothan never really understood, although I gave him the dark
of it. Channeling power from Zenan
can weaken the barrier between our two worlds."
[Lon]: "Maybe, but you really almost died," Lon replies.
[Viarra]: "What would happen if the barrier collapsed?"
Viarra's face clouds with thought.
[Psyche]: "But I didn't mostly because of you."
[JadedDM]: Charr: "Collapsed?
Nah, it'd take a power to do that. But
if it gets weaker, it might tear in spots. Unstable
gates would pop up all over the place."
[Viarra]: "Oh, lovely."
Viarra sighs. "Would
unstable gates allow blisters through?"
[JadedDM]: Charr: "It
could let anything through, just about. Blisters,
grues, salamanders, fire snakes...even other imps."
[Viarra]: "Well, I guess that explains why we ran into those
blisters...." Viarra sighs
[Lon]: Lon falls silent, abashed. "I guess."
[Psyche]: Psyche smiles to Lon. "The next time we need saving
and I decide to do something like that again, I'll be more careful, okay?"
[Lon]: Lon blusters, "You should be careful. It was
[Psyche]: "Lon, I'm sorry I worried you, but I think it had to
be done. It is kind of my job to protect all of you."
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