The story began on the first of Needfest, 1150 I.C. ( C.Y. 605)
Zeshyn the Dai-Kyu, Vanaran Archer, Crab Clan
Seppun Ozawa, Human Monk, Imperial Families
Cortana Tsunoaru, Draeni Wizard (Iounmancer), Unicorn Clan
Tsugumi Kirigaya, Tengu Oracle, Crane Clan
Arimura Kasumi, Human Fighter, Unicorn Clan
Our session began on the 27th of Fireseek, 1151 I.C.
Arriving at the local Temple of Bralm the following day, the party made their inquiries about the Church of Sheler, but the local priestesses have little information. After Communing with their goddess, the priestess on duty informs the party that while none of the temples dedicated to the mystery cult remain, the temple where the whole origin of the Crown Wars erupted still exists in the mountains outside the city of Kalbriis (said temple never having been officially a temple dedicated to Sheler, but merely one honoring Syrul.
Three weeks of travel by sea, river, and horses finds them in Kalbriis, where they seek out a sage specializing in the time of the Crown Wars, namely Zassar Feneray. While awaiting admittance to the sage’s sanctum, Ozawa and Kirigaya spot a mysterious robed figure watching them from the open-air restaurant across the street.
Once inside, they spend many hours learning the history of the Crown Wars, the rise and fall of the Church of Sheler, and that despite the Shelerites being a fusion of three priesthoods, there were reportedly four members of it’s ruling council, three of whom are known by name (names corresponding to known priestesses of Beltar, Bralm, & Syrul) and the last of which almost nothing is known. Having no further data to share, Zassar refers them to the Sisterhood of the Ebony Mists, whose libraries are said to be quite extensive (and more importantly, open to the public).
The following day they arrive in the small village that has cropped up in the shadow of the Sisterhood’s redoubt, and secure rooms. During the middle watch, soft sounds are heard outside the door to their rooms, and they discover one of the black-robed figures floating silently out an open window at the end of the hall. The figure escaped, but while on their way downstairs to search the courtyard outside for clues, they discover the innkeeper’s daughter frozen with fear in the common room. She describes the figure as “not having had a face, only bone and cruel, cruel eyes”, causing the party to realize that these robed figures are probably the eleti they had heard about while visiting Shatura the previous month. On their search of the courtyard, hoof-prints are found where the eleti’s mount had been spotted, but it was clear that the mount had the ability to fly, as said prints were limited to a small area where it had been waiting.
The following morning they visited the sanctuary, and were admitted to the library. Inside, they quickly spotted two more black-robed figures already perusing a stack of books, one of which Cortana saw was called “Genesis of the Derro”, the others concerning histories in and around the years leading up to the Crown Wars. When Cortana asked the pair to borrow the book, they told her that she would be welcome to it when they were finished with it, but not before.
Meanwhile, the others either cased the library or searched for books on their own. Kirigaya found a series of “Tragedies” the noted the rise and fall of several notable imperial-era mages, one who he recognized as being the father of Sia Draja and another as having been the summoner who had a Shivarran as an eidolon.
When Cortana finally took possession of the book, she discovered several pages had been deftly sliced from it, and alerted the priestesses that the eleti were attempting to escape with them. As the eleti fought the sisters in the halls, the invisible members of their party revealed themselves, and our band of adventurers joined the priestesses in fighting the opposing band in the outer yard.
Cortana used her Spiked Pit to foil the eleti who was outside the gates trying to raise the portcullis, after blasting him with a Ray of Enfeeblement Those caught inside the yard traded blows with the party, while the assembled sisters joined together to cast an invocation that would eventually summon a large, ape-like demon (a Chaaor). As we ended for the evening, the battle still raged, though the eleti’s warlock and the warrior outside the gate had fled. The eleti cleric and anti-paladin had fallen, as had the summoner’s eidolon, but the bard and the summoner remained, as did the hell-hounds the summoner had called and the demon, of course… It is the 25th of Readying, 1151 I.C.