Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is the 11th of Coldeven, 600 C.Y.
Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Cleric of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Rogue/Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon.
While the rest of her party was preparing to Teleport into position to ambush Scalero, Shen Fo, Gulmara and the others, Alexia was finishing another drink at Galasso’s Gate. Before she could order another, the strange woman she’d seen in there once before approached her and told her that her companions were preparing an ambush, and passed her a note with the address they would be at. Then she vanished.
Meanwhile, across town, our band successfully Teleported into the apartment where their prey where holed up, and with surprise on their side, quickly slew Gulmara before turning their attentions on Scalero and the others. Ezekos emerged from another room, and was quickly joined by a valley elf druid named Kambros and a mage (whose name was never mentioned) who burst in through a window.
Soon enough the would-be ambushers lay dead, unconscious or in Exekos’ case, surrendered, only the wizard escaping. Alexia, arriving at last, met with Kambros as he attempted to flee out the same window he’s broken to arrive, was blasted unconscious by the inebriated cleric as she entered the alley. As the sounds of a guardsman’s whistle could be heard in the distance, the party tossed their dead opponents into Bags of Holding, and slung the unconscious ones over their shoulders, and fled towards the docks, seeking a deserted warehouse in which to question the survivors. Meroln then departed for his assignation with Jenny, and Alexia returned to the Green Dragon Inn to sleep off her inebriation.
Ezekos and Kambros had little enough to say, telling the group little they did not know except that the price on Sam’s head had risen to 8000 gold, and that his wanted poster now included information lightly sketching the rest of his companions, with the admonition that they would fight to defend him. Eventually Elerra used her sleep poison to drug both men, leaving their bound forms in the ruins of Castle Greyhawk.
The next morning the group decided that their habits and choice of habitations had grown a bit too predictable, so they evacuated the Green Dragon and took up residence at the Crippled Griffon several blocks away. Once there, it was suggested over breakfast that if Alexis’ father would permit, perhaps the group could establish a tower or other sort of fortress there, to help against the impending threat of the Pomarj. It was also suggested that perhaps the group could also stay at the Aerogenesis mansion outside the city.
Deciding that there was little enough time to waste, the group gathered their belongings and conjured mounts for themselves as necessary. As they neared the gates, however, a young girl of perhaps 7 or eight years, ran right up to Alexia’s clockwork mount and pleaded with her to accompany her to help her father, who was sick and near death. Though suspicious, she agreed to accompany the urchin.
Following the child into the seedier part of town, she finally led Alexia and company to a shack, which she implored Alexia to enter. Inside she found that the shack was little more than the terminus of a 60’ tunnel, leading down into the earth. Sam followed closely, and Elerra, who was watching Alexia via crystal ball, became quite concerned when she lost contact almost immediately. The rest of the group soon followed, leaving Wilfred behind to guard the mounts.
At the end of the tunnel, the urchin left Alexia alone with Roderick Kalisah, the Cleric of Daern the group had recently rescued from the lair of the black dragon they’d slain in the swamp weeks before. Kalisah still bore many of the wounds from that encounter, his hands not yet fully regenerated and his legs had been amputated below the knee. He thanked Alexia for coming, and apologized for the deception.
He offered Alexia (and her companions, who were slowly but surely joining them in the room) a trade: promise to rescue his wife and daughter, and get them to safety off-world, and he would tell them of a plot against her and her companions being hatched by his superiors. Alexia agreed, and he told them what he knew.
First, he told her that her that Jaliseem Tandovr, sister to Janos, the current commander of the Black Rook Company, belonged to something known as the Path, and that she seemed to have a great interest in eliminating Alexia and her friends. He further related that their father, Elias Tandovr, was rumored to have maybe been one of the Hierarchs of the Horned Society, which was destroyed by the Empire of Iuz in the opening moves of the Greyhawk Wars. he expressed his disaffection with his company upon learning these things, but he feared for the safety of his family should his superiors learn of his disloyalty. he stated that Jaliseem and Janos could both likely be found at their HQ near the Riftcanyon.
The party wanted to take Kalisah to safety as well, but he argued against it, saying that his people were keeping close tabs on him, and that any sign of his defection would likely result in quick retribution against his wife and daughter. he gave Alexia their address, and told her that she had family on Beregond, in a city called Suzail in a place called Baronia. He gave her a ring to help alleviate any doubts his wife might have. Leaving Kalisah, the group quickly found a spelljammer scheduled to travel to Baronia and then found and convinced Kalisah’s wife and daughter to accompany them.
It took most of a week to reach their destination, and it took most of another week to find a vessel intending to return to Greyhawk. Once back on Liga, the group holed up in the Aerogenesis Manor and used their crystal ball to scry out a series of locations they could use to Teleport to in their efforts to reach the town of Longwood in Sunndi (this being the town nearest to Lake Menosh where Elerra had previously scryed a likely entrance to the lair). Leaving on the last day of Growfest, it took several more days to reach a site several miles outside of Longwood. On the final night of their journey, Sam had another dream.
Alexia and Meroln went in as advance scouts, and to ask the Priest of Pelor in Longwood for any help and information he could provide them. Said Priest, Kasem Hadar, welcomed the both of them, and readily agreed to assist them, though he said that previous hopeful dragon-slayers had never returned. He confirmed the probable location of the lair, and related that the region had once been dominated by a great old wyrm named Verdraxilius. He had sired a brood of four dragons, the eldest of which, Nervizix, had been the first to return and challenge his dominance. Nervizix died, but Verdraxilius was injured, and eventually fled the region before the rest of his children could arrive to challenge him. When the other three did arrive, Skapamoor defeated the others and claimed the region.
Perhaps 20 years previous, Skapamoor ceased leaving his lair. Rumor said that he had taken a local ogress shaman as a consort, and soon several half-dragon young could be seen hunting and raiding on his behalf in the region. He also added that perhaps eight years previous, a strange group claiming to be dragon-slayers had passed through the region, seeking Skapamoor, though Hadar found them… unsavory. The strangers had not returned.
As we parted for the evening, Alexia and Meroln were making their way back to their companions…
It is the 3rd of Planting, 600 CY.