Chornalth Adventures - Liga (Current: Emerald & Diamond)

Chapter One, Session 02: Gnome Alone
Honor trumps alignment

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
Content Not Found: mirumoto-katsushiro-2, Half-dragon Samurai, Dragon Clan
Cortana Tsunoaru, Draeni Wizard (Iounmancer), Unicorn Clan
Tsugumi Kirigaya, Tengu Oracle, Crane Clan
and finally, the NPC;
Irda Na-Helena, Huchard Mystic (Knight-chandler), Jade Guardian (of the Diamond Throne)

Our session began on the 8th of Fireseek, 1150 I.C.

On reaching the Gentle Lily, Kagoki’s finest (well, only) inn, the group quickly discerned that conversations first stopped, then resumed in whispers when they first entered. Katsushiro singled out one of the knots of whispers and after some minor missteps, discerned that it was not the presence of his band that provoked the change in the room but some local problem from a few days prior, centered around what he referred to as “a band of out-of-control dwarven children” raising havoc and getting themselves arrested. On further discussion, the group decided to investigate further the next morning.

Before doing so, however, they went out to check the ship, where they found one of the aforementioned “dwarven children” hiding out. Introducing himself as Gilligan Oregatos, he explained that he was a gnome, from a city he called Greyhawk, and that he and his companions were on an mission of exploration for something he called the Society of Gnomergan. He further added that he and his companions had done nothing wrong, had been attacked, their possessions confiscated, and the bulk of his party incarcerated.

While Cortana remained behind with Gilligan, the rest of the party went to see the local Magistrate. Though the hour was still early, he invited the party to break fast with him, and got brought up to speed on his version of events. He claimed that they “dwarven children” had arrived in the town, put on a display of their gadgets, and disrupted the work in the area (he boasted the Kagoki was the center of Clan Scorpion’s agriculture). He then stated that most of their gadgets and the bulk of the prisoners had already been transferred to a local monastery, so that the shukenja there could divine the purpose of the gadgets and use their magic to force the interlopers to confess their true purpose.

The one item he had retained was a lump of silver metal about the size of a hand, that the party eventually managed to get working, though they didn’t know how to use it properly. Going downstairs to the jail (which everyone thought was perhaps a bit large for a “sleepy agricultural center”) to interview the remaining prisoner.

Alexos Wandfarr proved to be a surly yet visionary gnome, dressed only in a burlap sack. He espoused that the Magistrate and his men were barbarians, opponents of progress, and that borders were imaginary lines that would be gone in ‘50 years’, ushering in a new age of commerce, travel, and communication across the world. They really couldn’t get much out of him except that he seemed to have little respect for laws and authority. Eventually, as they conferred with the Ambassador on how she’s like to proceed, Cortana rejoined the group at the jail to see what was taking so long. It was finally decided that there was little they could do for him or his compatriots, but that they needed to decide what to do with Gilligan.

On their way back to the ship, it was pretty much decided that they’d take Gilligan a distance from town and set him loose, not wanting to simply hand him over to the authorities. Gilligan was very disappointed with this turn of events, and he asked the group to take him to a certain set of coordinates…. where, nestled amid a huge field of barley, they found a field of Black Euroth, a dangerous narcotic outlawed everywhere in Rokugan (and elsewhere, as Gilligan clearly recognized the plant from his travels. The party then believed that the gnomes had been incarcerated not because of their disregard of borders, but because they’d discovered the field.

Returning again to Kagoki, the party confronted the Magistrate anew, and his assurances that the field would be eradicated and those responsible punished sounded hollow to the group. After a fair amount of back and forth, Katsushiro finally drew on the Magistrate, and a melee ensued. Four guards and their dogs joined the fray, but in the end, Cortana put the Magistrate to sleep, and as the guards and their dogs succumbed to their wounds, the Ambassador finally called upon the remaining guard to surrender.

Kirigaya healed the guards, they took the Magistrate prisoner, and took him to Beiden to face judgement from his superior. In the end, Kagoki’s Magistrate was stripped of his position, and it was agreed that the gnomes would be released, but that they would be escorted to the Celestial Sea and told in no uncertain terms that they were to leave and not return. (Everyone was fairly certain that the field (and fields like it) would remain; Scorpion Clan was notorious for keeping their nobles hands clean of the vices they supplied).

After Beiden, the Ambassador said that she wanted to see the Wall, so the Songbird set sail south. Cortana deduced from conversations she’d had with Gilligan that the Songbird sailed along ley lines much like the Society did. Sometimes they traveled slowly, sometimes quickly; they took meandering routes, all in accordance with the presumed strength or intensity of the lines they followed. Cities and sites of magical significance always sat at the juncture of lines, both drawing power and energizing the lines themselves.

They sailed along the Wall for several miles, stopping occasionally at watchtowers and garrisons to learn news. Eventually they sailed past the wall, towards a small settlement that sat in the Wall’s shadow…

As we ended for the night, it was the 16th of Fireseek, 1150 I.C.

850 xp.

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Chapter One, Session 01: A New Adventure!
...an Oriental Adventure!

In the Flanaess, it is 605 C.Y., nearly 5 years after the events of the last campaign. Many things have changed, though many also remain the same.

In the Empire of Rokugan, it is 1155 I.C., and here, too, much has changed. Before the coming of man, these lands changed hands many times. In ancient pre-history, it is said to have been the center of a great empire of the Naga. After the Naga rose a mighty kingdom of ogres and hobgoblins (though many learned Samurai dispute this claim, ruins exist). Later rose the Nezumi (another claim many scholars dispute, though their ruins are everywhere in the Shadowlands and elsewhere). With the fall of the Nezumi, the Leonid, Crane, and Kitsune kingdoms flourished, at least until the Suhfang Empire came to conquer them a little over two millennia ago.

With the wane of Imperial interests (and civil war erupting in the Principality of Chomur), Rokugan was left to chart its own course 1200 years ago. When the great Kami fell to earth soon after, all the tribes and kingdoms of what would become Rokugan pledged their support to Hantei in his battle against his brother, Fu Leng, who had already conquered the Nezumi, Ogres, and Uz of the south (what became the Shadowlands). Five years ago, the skies were full of dire portents. Meteors fell to ground, one opening a pathway through the mountains into the lands west. The turquoise moon, Celene, now is clearly a living world, whose ambassadors come to Emperor Toturi’s court, offering ancient wisdom and the friendship of their Emperor of the Diamond Throne.

In recent years, other strange events have plagued the Empire. The seaports report strange new visitors. Two years past, a great metal ship passed over the Empire, and attacked the Hidden Watch keep that overlooks the Beiden Pass before continuing on it’s way east, towards Behow. New types of oni are reported massing in the Shadowlands, doubtless the foreshadowing of renewed war.

You, young heroes of your clans, are summoned to Otosan Uchi, the capital of the Emerald Empire of Rokugan, on the 1st of Needfest, to celebrate the New Year with the Emperor and his court.

Our adventurers are:

Zeshyn the Dai-Kyu, Vanaran Archer
Seppun Ozawa, Human Monk, Imperial Families
Content Not Found: mirumoto-katsushiro-2, Half-dragon Samurai, Dragon Clan
Cortana Tsunoaru, Draeni Wizard (Iounmancer), Unicorn Clan
Tsugumi Kirigaya, Tengu Oracle, Crane Clan
and finally, the NPC;
Irda Na-Helena, Huchard Mystic (Knight-chandler), Jade Guardian (of the Diamond Throne)

The group reached the Imperial Palace as the New Years Celebrations were just kicking into gear, and were all duly impressed by both the variety and volume of the food and entertainment on hand. After several days of being left mostly to themselves (though each had been assigned a goji (a page/bureaucrat in training)) to help them navigate, they were informed separately that the emperor requested they meet with him privately on the evening of the 4th. Arriving at the appointed location, each was surprised to find that others were apparently also invited to this meeting (the party then greets one another, introductions are made, etc.).

When the Emperor arrives, pleasantries are exchanged before the Emperor lays his charge upon the assembled ‘young heroes’. The Huchard, giants from the revitalized moon Celene, are among the honored guests at this celebration. As part of their ambassadorial outreach, they wish for the least member of their staff to be given a tour of the lands and people of the Emerald Empire, a tour led not by bureaucrats, but by young citizens of the Emerald Empire. This is the task he has set before the PCs, to be the hands and eyes of the Empire, to guide this young ambassador in his name. The PCs are then introduced to said ambassador, Irda Na-Helena (for convenience’s sake, she has reversed her name and surname as is customary here).

After the Emperor excuses himself, the PCs each met with one of their Clan leaders, who all had basically the same message. Keep a careful eye on their young ambassadorial charge. Evaluate her, learn what you can of her, her people, their strengths (and perhaps more importantly, the powers they possess). On the day after the meeting, Katsushiro caught the tail end of an altercation involving a Scorpion Clan Samurai known as Ganshei Baku-rashar, a Hobgoblin of some repute and a messenger, but his roll was insufficient to gain anything more than the Samurai’s name and clan. On the final day of the celebration, the 7th of Needfest, the group set out with Na-Helena aboard her vessel, a brightly painted airship she called the Songbird.

Things the party soon learned about the Songbird: it was cramped. Even though Cortana deduced that the interior of the ship was ever-so-slightly larger than it should be, six people and the Samurai’s horse made for tight quarters. There were no controls; the ship seemed to follow Na-Helena’s silent commands unerringly (though by the end of the first day she made clear that the ship would not fly itself while she slept), and so they put down in an outlying village and slept in an inn.

Several days were spent just taking in the sights, but eventually the Songbird turned southwest towards the Beiden Pass, where two years prior a huge metal airship had attacked the watchtower on the Scorpion Clan’s side of the mountains. Because of timing, the group wound up mooring themselves high in a mountain pass to spend the night. So of course they were attacked.

A force of some type of ghouls set upon the ship, the ones who could not immediately leap aboard the vessel letting out a chilling howl that panicked those who failed their saves against it. Eventually they were defeated, and various facts were discerned by the group’s investigation. The ghouls had likely once been soldiers of the Lion Clan, sent here for reasons unknown (likely an observation post). Said soldiers had been ambushed and killed perhaps a decade ago, but they had been raised from the dead in just the past few days, probably by someone who had arrived at the site of the massacre riding upon a large avian of some sort.

The following day they arrived at the newly rebuilt watchtower, and after being looked over by a Wu Jen who flew out to inspect them, settled down outside the garrison there and received a tour of the facilities. Cortana, trying to gain an advantage of some sort, disrespected the Commander of the garrison who then turned the tour over to his second ( a move that Katsushiro correctly identified as a slight). After the main tour, Na-Helena asked to inspect the rubble from the old tower, a move which she later confided she asked for to help her determine the types of weapons that had been used to destroy it (gunpowder/cannons). Cortana asked for a personal meeting with the Wu Jen, who received her in his quarters. He said that he had no knowledge of any undead in the mountains, but one of his devices had detected faint traces of necromancy recently.

The group soon departed the watchtower, eventually setting down outside the town of Kagoki. And the session ended for the week. 600xp.

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Arc 5, Episode 55, Redemption
... every ending is a new beginning.

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is still the 16th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

We left our heroes in Greyhawk City, selling off their latest stash of loot. and wondering what next would come their way. The following two weeks passed quietly enough, though they received word through the Society that a convocation of their allies would be held the following day (the 3rd of Sunsebb).

Before the event, Wilfred returned to the Grey College to ask after “Crazy Larry” and his health, but met instead with Yulin Hussein, his assistant and unofficial “keeper”. Yulin assured Wilfred that Larry was doing better, and that while his outburst at the Green Dragon Inn was atypical, he often became increasingly irrational as the new year approached. The forthcoming turn of the century might simply be affecting him more than usual.

As it turned out, despite fears that the convocation would be a target, it came off without a hitch. The Harpers and their allies on Beregond had the ritual sites there under close watch, and the Republic and the Wizards of High Sorcery on Krynn were prepared as well. Liga’s sites would be monitored by a combination of the Society, auxiliaries of the Circle of Eight, as well as volunteers from the huchard of Celene, and a selection of other groups who’d been won over to the cause.

Among other matters discussed at the meeting was that while seven sites had been identified on Liga as probable ritual locations, one site in particular, an eighth site, appeared to have no ritual associated with it. This was though odd for two reasons, the first being that in terms of ley line density, it was the equal of Glamour in the sheer number and volume of ley lines that converged there. The other reason was that Meroln had recently been Teleported there by Crazy Larry when he’d rushed to Jenny’s defense at the Green Dragon Inn.

After the convocation, Elerra communed with Ellistrae to determine whether or not that site should be monitored as well, and was told that yes, it should be watched.

Four days later, several members of the group heard an explosion in the vicinity of the Grey College, and moved to investigate. Wilfred, in particular, noticed a huge humanoid form arcing out of the explosion’s nexus, flying north-east at a high rate of speed. Arriving at the scene, he discovered that the trail of destruction led directly to Crazy Larry’s basement apartments, where he found Yulin lying among the rubble.

Yulin bore several deep bruises consistent with having been beaten before having the ceiling dropped on him, and a number of those bruises also bore signs of having been charged with elemental energy (acid burns, frostbite, gravel, etc.). Though clearly shaken, Yulin remained deeply reticent about the cause, saying only that Larry was completely off the rails and that he needed to be stopped, and the Brethren brought together to do so.

Not knowing Larry’s destination (other than roughly in the direction of Tenser’s ruined castle), Wilfred sought out his informants in the Society while Elerra remained on site helping to heal those injured in the explosion. Unfortunately, not much was truly known about Larry, except that he was very old, on the order of more than 200 years, and had looked as old at the founding of the Grey College as he did in the present. Over the centuries, when he had been an active teacher, he had primarily dealt in either elemental spell-craft or chaos magic.

Perhaps six hours later, another explosion was heard in the city, this time in the harbor district. Arriving on the scene, Meroln was especially alarmed, as the smoking ruins of the Green Dragon Inn looked to hold few if any survivors. Witnesses on the scene reported that as before, a huge humanoid form, wreathed in fire, had fallen from the skies, crashed through the roof, and moments later the entire structure had detonated as the flaming man leapt once more into the sky, dragging with him by the hair the comely barmaid Meroln had grown to care for. They further reported that his path led west/north-west, roughly in the direction of Tovag Baragu, the eighth site identified by the Society.

The party promptly Teleported there, aware that they would have time before Larry’s arrival. Unlike Meroln’s previous visit, someone had placed a sacrificial stone at the center of the plinths, with a humanoid form already impressed into it. Furthermore, a hundred figures in black robes stood ready for some ritual, standing with their backs to the stone menhirs. As the party prepared to deal with these intruders, they quickly noticed six other individuals who appeared nearby as well.

Alexia (of course) recognized Murlynd, and Wilfred knew Zagyg’s appearance as well. Squizzles quickly identified Heward, Kelanen, Krovis, and Keoghtom. As the party realized that a hawk in flight overhead was stilled in flight, the six hero deities assembled pronounced a blessing on the party, granting them a 5 bonus they could use in whatever fashion they desired each round (to AC, attacks, saves, skills, caster level, etc., divided up to suit themselves (3 attack/+2 AC, etc.)).

As the assembled hero deities faded away (without having answered any questions) Larry and Jenny arrived on the scene. Larry landed at the head of the stone like a thunderbolt, slamming Jenny down on the stone (which flowed over her limbs, pinning her in place). While several members of the group were ambivalent about the scenario playing itself out, several chose to attack Larry while Meroln attempted to strike the bonds from Jenny’s limbs.

While Jenny lay trapped, she could be seen whispering, apparently to herself. Sam read her lips, and that she was saying “Carassamon, I require your aid!” It was also at about this time that Elerra and Wilfred noticed an invisible presence on the battlefield, one that proved to be ethereal as well, charging Elerra the moment she used her armor’s etherealness; forcing her back to the material plane.

Finally having freed Jenny, Meroln scooped her up and tried to fly away with her, but Larry first blasted them with a blast of acid, cold, electricity and flame, and them cast a massive Earthen Grasp spell that seized them in midair and smashed them both against the ground. While this was going on, the deva that Elerra had summoned earlier hemmed out the running cultists with a Blade Barrier, and a colossal, ancient wyrm red dragon arrived through the menhirs that Squizzles quickly identified as Carassamon, one of Liga’s oldest living dragons.

With the dragon’s arrival on the field, Alexia and Wilfred had a clearly evil target to focus on, so they abandoned their assault on Larry to deal with it instead. Sam queried Larry about why he’d done what he’d done, and was answered that “I am ”/wikis/dorgha-torgu" class=“wiki-page-link”> Dorgha Torgu! My sins against the elements and man will be forgiven if I can slay this titan before it’s plans come to fruition! Why do you help it? We can end this now, if we work together!"

Her identity now out in the open, Jenny crawled out from under the Earthen Grasp and assumed the form of a massive, five headed dragon. As Carassamon dispelled the Blade Barrier (appearing to tear it asunder with his forelimbs), her ethereal guardian (actually a xill matriarch known as ‘Mother Fess’) fought the deva. Before Carassamon fell, he blasted Alexia, Wilfred, and Squizzles with his breath, and while it hurt them badly, it wasn’t quite enough to slay any of them. Squizzles finally brought him down with a well placed strike of his rapier.

With the ancient red out of play, the group focused their attacks on Jenny/Dhaeros, who proved able to mix spells in with her breath weapons, laying about herself with abandon, but in the end the group whittled away at her health, despite her sacrifice of half the cultists present feeding her their strength. Meroln struck the final blow with a heavy heart, plunging the morganti dagger into her heart. With the titan slain, the remaining cultists fled, as did Mother Fess.

As the group searched the battlefield, they discovered that the cultists present all seemed to be from the Plateau of Va, down in G’dar to the deep south (the pale, dark haired near-men). Larry, or as they now knew him to be, Dorgha Torgu, stood a bit taller than any of them remembered, and for the first time his gaze seemed clear and his mien untroubled. His ripped garments morphed themselves into the traditional garb of the Paynims who were the current masters of the region, and he thanked the group for their aid, and apologized that his madness had prevented him from being able to properly articulate the matter earlier. As the group prepared to depart, he sat at the center of Tovag Baragu, the stones of which had begun to tremble and right themselves. “I have much to set right, my friends. Visit me again some time!”

On their return to Greyhawk, there were no cheering crowds, no parades. Most folk were unaware that anything had happened, but the Church of Boccob and Grey College turned out to thank the group for their efforts. As the new year approached, they maintained their watch at the other ritual sites,and easily scattered the few who arrived to attempt the ritual anyway.

As the new year proceeded, the effects of the First and Second Marks slowly faded, though the inability to modify enchanted items after their completion never really went away. The huchard of Celene began sending numerous trade and diplomatic missions to Liga, even trading their precious liftwood on occasion. The world seemed renewed to those who knew how close it had come to being changed forever…

It is 27th of Coldeven, 601 CY
Campaign Ends.

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Arc 4, Episode 54, the Second Mark
... and so it goes.

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is still the 16th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

When we left our heroes, they were embroiled in a fight with Tierella Yendil and her followers in the Imperial Palace in Glamour, capital of the Lunar Empire. As the battle raged, the only actual fatality would prove to be Mekkatorque, who was slain by a Destruction spell (though Wilfred was able to resummon him back from wherever the following round). The only truly devastating attack against Tierella proved to be of her own doing, when she attempted to use Enervation against Meroln, but he used his Ring of Spell Turning to reflect it back at her. In the end, once her defenders had fallen, she herself was eventually whittled down and slain by Meroln with the morganti dagger supplied to the group by Morrolan.

Once she fell, the party quickly grabbed the weapons wielded by her defenders and her body and Teleported back to Greyhawk to identify and sell off their spoils….

It remains the 16th of Ready’reat, 600 CY
192000 xp (990910 total)
5th Mythic Tier

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Arc 4, Episode 53, the Second Mark
Liars, muggers, and assassins...

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is the 16th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

The following morning the group navigated the halls of the Imperial Palace with a letter of introduction from Kaman to Tierella, the Undersecretary of Arcane Manifestations and Disturbances. The tall, lovely Dragaeran elf met the group in her office, and listened politely as the group outlined the plot to unravel the current arcane weave of magic and replace it with a newer, more “restricted” one. Eventually, however, she asked for proof, and the only corroborating evidence they could produce was the Puzzle Box they’d recovered several weeks earlier.

While Elerra solved the box, Wilfred let slip that a previous Box they’d owned had reacted explosively to use by a priest of Boccob. Tierella admitted that she was no priestess of any sort, but she still called in an assistant to test the box before she herself tried using it. As impressive as the experience of the darkened throne room was, Tierella still demanded more proof, as an empty room would not convince the Red Emperor that an actual threat existed.

The group decided that perhaps the Esoterica might convince her, so they made an appointment for later that afternoon and Teleported back to Greyhawk City, after Wilfred had made arrangements to meet Tenser at the Green Dragon Inn.

Soon after Jenny showed them to one of the Dragon’s back rooms, Tenser arrived. They brought him up on recent events, but he eventually could be seen looking pensive, as though trying to remember something. It soon came to him that one of the seven names on their list of ritual leaders had been Tierella Yendil, and the group had mentioned that the woman they’d met with had been identified as having been of the House of the Yendi in Dragaera. The coincidence, he thought, was a bit too strong to be ignored, as she had positioned herself perfectly if her goal was to carry out the ritual on the moon above the city.

Elerra decided to contact Ellistrae to determine a future course of action, and asked the following questions:

  • Is Tierella who Tenser believes her to be? Yes
  • Would killing her now prevent the ritual on the Red Moon? No
  • Does she have a Clone prepared? Yes
  • Should we attack her at our scheduled meeting? Uncertain
  • Would going to the Dragaeran Empire get us more information on her in the time we have to stop the Wane? Uncertain
  • Would kidnapping her stop the ritual on the Red Moon? Uncertain
  • Would going through Mordenkainen get us more information on her? Yes
  • Does she suspect us of knowing who she is? Uncertain
  • Is she planning to attack us at the meeting? Uncertain
  • Is there a double-agent in the Society of Gnomergan? Yes
  • Is there a plot in the works to attack the Society of Gnomergan? No
  • Does Tierella have a team assembled for her ritual? Yes

Based on this information, the group asked Tenser if Mordenkainen might have contacts in the Dragaeran Empire, which Tenser agreed that he might, as he had long made it his business to know who the arcane movers and shakers were across the whole of the world, remarking that his network of informants was rivaled only by Wilfred’s group. Tenser contacted Mordenkainen, who soon joined the group at the Dragon.

As it happened, Mordenkainen did have a contact in Dragaera who would likely know Tierella, and offered to take the group to meet with him. Moments later they found themselves standing in mid-air, apparently hundreds of feet in the air, surrounded by the black stone walls of a massive castle. Within moments of their arrival the group was greeted by a stately Dragaeran woman who asked of their business, and then escorted them to a sitting room to await the lord of the castle, Morrolan.

Morrolan stated that he did not know anyone named Tierella, but did recognize the woman they described as likely being the Sorceress in Green, a possibly Yendi arcanist who had not been seen after a failed plot of hers several years past had resulted in her death and subsequent Resurrection. Based on past experience with her, he warned them that she was a mistress of duplicity and cunning, and her practice of magic stretches back thousands of years. He also confirms that she very likely does possess a Clone, so outright killing her will be merely an inconvenience.

He obligingly provides the party with a magic dagger that has the Morganti property, which he explains will consume the soul of anyone slain with it. He further warns them to keep the dagger sheathed until the last moment, as if she detects it, she will likely seek to flee the field of battle rather than lose her soul to it. This is obvious to everyone, as the mere presence of the weapon unsettles everyone in the room as soon as the case it was stored in is opened. They thanked him, especially after establishing that the weapon was not single-use.

Upon returning to the Green Dragon Inn, an altercation could be heard in the main room. Crazy Larry, one of the founders of the Grey College (and an acquaintance of Wilfred’s) was accosting Jenny, heaping verbal epithets at her and obviously working himself up to physical violence. When Meroln interposed himself between them and lifted Larry off the floor, he quickly found himself Teleported several hundred miles away, arriving in the center of Tovag Baragu, where Wilfred recovered him from later.

Meanwhile, Elerra used her hand crossbow to deliver a dose of her Sleep poison to Larry, who promptly dropped like a stone. For her part, Jenny stated that she didn’t know Larry, or why he’d come in and started harassing her. She wound up taking the rest of the day off, as she was visibly upset. She did stay long enough to kiss Meroln farewell, however.

Feeling the press of time, the group Teleported back to Glamour, and made their way through the halls of the Palace to Tierella’s office in time to make their appointment. Once safely back in her office, they attacked, but the initial attacks didn’t quite bring Tierella low enough to use the dagger. For her part, she created five copies of herself that arrayed themselves around the room, a move that seemed to lessen the damage she took from any one attack. Even Truesight would not reveal the copies as true or false, and as the room slowly filled with her defenders, room to maneuver became a scarce commodity.

One of her defenders proved to be a cleric, that lived just long enough to cast a Heal on her mistress before being slain. Another defender used a Dismissal against Mekkatorque, though he was soon re-summoned by Wilfred. Elerra retreated to the Ethereal Plane hoping to avoid some of the carnage, but several of the defenders proved to be bearing Ghost-touch weapons. She used her Ectoplasmic Metamagic Rod to hit her enemies with a Greater Dispel Magic, a move which actually killed one of the defenders when the Divine Power spell he’d received was stripped away, taking with it the bonus hit points it had granted.

As we broke for the evening, the group was all still standing, but only a few of the defenders fallen, and the battle was only really beginning to get underway…

It is the 16th of Ready’reat, 600 CY

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Arc 4, Episode 52, the Second Mark
Give me a Perception Check...

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is the 13th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

As we rejoined our companions, they still had guards to deal with. While those in close proximity dealt with them, those who stepped away regrouped into Teleport formation to pursue the inquisitors who had taken Dree. Once this was accomplished, the group left the remaining guards behind and pursued Dree and his captors.

Unfortunately, those captors had had a few moments to prepare a surprise for the party, as rather than arriving where they expected, they found themselves in a 20×20 room. Wilfred and Mekkatorque quickly took to the air, bringing Meroln and Squizzles along for the ride. They quickly discovered that the room was actually a shaft, 120’ in height (with a line scratched into the stone at the 100’ mark. While hovering at the 70’ mark, they felt an AOE Dimensional Anchor snap into effect, followed a few moments later by a ghostly hand that penetrated the ceiling above them to deliver a Cannibal Compulsion to Mekkatorque, which caused him to drop Meroln, who then fell to the ground.

Squizzles, who was overcome with disgust at the sight of Mekkatorque’s gusto in tearing at his own flesh, decided to launch himself into flight towards the ceiling, crossing the ‘scratch’, and triggering an Anti-Magic Field which caused Mekkatorque and Wilfred to fall out of the sky, clipping the wings of Alexia, who had also been flying up to see what was going on. Mekkatorque promptly landed on Meroln, who had not yet had a chance to get out of the way.

After several minutes wasted exploring the plain mortared walls of their prison, attempting climb checks, and otherwise stumbling about, the Anti-Magic Field waned, and Elerra’s Locate spell revealed Dree to now be lying in a midden somewhere, with the top of his skull removed. While there was some debate as to whether the ritual that Dree was scheduled to carry out was truly disrupted by his death (given his captor’s obvious interest in it) the group finally decided to Teleport back to Greyhawk to regroup.

Once back in Greyhawk the party realized that it was quite possible that Dree had survived his death at the hands of his captors, as, if he truly was one of the Hierarchs as it was rumored, they had only recently been in the very repository where those worthies stored their Clones against such accidents. This also opened the possibility that Losien might also have had a Clone prepared.

Returning to the crypts to check on the Clones was debated, but since almost two weeks had passed since their visit there, it seemed likely that they had been relocated since then, and there was no telling where Losien might have hidden his, assuming he had one at all. So the group decided instead to Teleport to the underside of the Red Moon and inspect the area for signs of any preparations the followers of Dhaeros might have made there.

Arriving on the surface of the Red Moon they found themselves a but lighter, and found the air thin but breathable. The ground was covered mainly by a variety of moss, and some scrubby-looking trees were visible, all done in shades of carmine and ocher. The only not-red thing in sight was a huge white pylon, 40’ on each of it’s three sides, rising 400’ into the air. The pylon proved to be enameled, and inscribed upon it’s surface were the words “Blessed are the Seven Mothers, Blessed is the Red Moon” in every language the party knew, and many, many more besides.

An examination of the pylon’s base revealed a variety of boot prints, which eventually brought the group to a small shrine perhaps half a mile distant. Meroln also spotted what appeared to be a world not Liga, Celene, or Luna rising above the horizon. Finding nothing definitive, the group eventually decided to Teleport down to the outskirts of Glamour and from there the group made their way into the heart of the Lunar Empire.

While wandering the city looking for an inn, Sam spotted an octopus-headed humanoid kept in a too-small cage in the marketplace. Inquiring of the man who kept the animals on display there, he called the creature a walktapus and demonstrated it’s regenerative abilities by chopping off one of it’s tentacles (which promptly regrew) and then feeding pieces of that tentacle to several other animals. Sam eventually purchased a black-and-white winged kitten from the merchant before moving on.

Eventually taking rooms at the Bed & Flagon, the group spent the better part of the next day or two feverishly making Gather Information checks, trying to ascertain whether the Empire would help or hinder the Wane of Magic if they knew about it. Their travels eventually led them into a local community known as Brithette, a sort of ghetto for expatriates of the Magocracy of Brithos. To his delight, Wilfred was quickly recognized and greeted as a minor celebrity, his work with the Society and the Wane already known to the locals.

As we broke for the evening, Kaman, the local High Priest of Boccob was explaining to the group that if they wanted to pitch their story to the Emperor, the quickest route through his bureaucracy was probably through a group of elves from the Dragarean Empire, who’d come to Glamour three years back and quickly become powerful members of the Court…

It is the 15th of Ready’reat, 600 CY

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Arc 4, Episode 51, the Second Mark
Beyond the Gates of Darkness

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is the 10th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

Aboard Click-clack’s vessel, Sam soon found himself in a cell, transported there by Click-clack. After several minutes, he came to visit Sam and explained that he’d done this to help Sam avoid “the ladies”. But Sam indicated that he wouldn’t mind seeing the ladies again, so he soon found himself face-to-face with the Furies, who were simply delighted to see their Azamadra again!

After they left to prepare the ‘Mind Sifter’, Sam realized that this “reunion” was something he’d been a fool to ask for, so he escaped his cell by assuming Gaseous Form and entering the ship’s air recycling vents. After becoming Invisible and damaging several doors, he found his way into the Hanger Bay control room, knocked out the drow ensign on duty there, stealing her comm-badge and Walkman in the process.

After this he vented the hanger bay to vacuum, he tried to get back to the door to the main hanger, but wound up killing one guard before being trapped by internal security shields and beamed back into his cell sans equipment. The youngest of the Furies then arrived to finger-waggle at him and inform him that they were almost ready for him.

While Sam sat nude in his cell to consider his options, Click-clack contacted him using Telepathy to inform him that he had good news, and bad news. The bad news was that undergoing the Mind-sifter was going to be excruciatingly painful. The good news was that while Sam was in the Sifter, he’d rewritten the program that would be executed, and that rather than turn Sam into the Furies happy little trained assassin (the role it seemed he’d been born to fulfill) the chair would instead make him a pure alchemist (essentially stripping the Vivisectionist archetype, a move the player had wanted anyway). It would then malfunction (which would increase the pain 10-fold) as several of the ship’s systems experienced power overloads and malfunctions; this should allow Sam’s allies the opportunity to effect his rescue, if in fact they had been trying to do so.

Back under Sanctuary, the rest of the group learned that Losien had succeeded in slaying Mordenkainen, and as Rary and Warnes re-entered the room to see what all the yelling was about, they found the party hovering around and over his body. Fortunately, before wrong conclusions could be drawn, Tenser assured the the other arch-mages that it had been Losien and not the group. On learning that Sam had been teleported away (with Losien’s body) by some form of non-magical means, Rary muttered something about damned Fraal and hurried off, saying that he would attempt to locate them.

As Elerra rested, preparing to Resurrect Mordenkainen, Tenser briefly explained who and what the Fraal were, and claimed to doubt their involvement, as they had as much to lose in the Wane of Magic as anyone. Shortly after Elerra brought Mordenkainen back, Rary returned and announced that he had finally penetrated the ship’s defenses and retrieved Sam.

Though glad to have Sam back, several members of the group urged Rary to also retrieve Losien’s body, so that they could render it un-Resurectable. He then called for an Unseen Servant to bring him his equipment, and he soon drew Losien’s lifeless body out through his scrying bowl and into the room, where the party promptly beheaded him.

The following day the group used an Interplanetary Teleport to Greyhawk (courtesy of Mordenkainen), so that they could consult with the Society of Gnomergan and it’s growing map of Liga’s ley line network. For his part, Mordenkainen added several sections to the map, outlining the regions newly arrived on Liga since the Night of Fire (primarily the islands of Pan Tang, Londra, Melnibone, the so-called Purple Isle, Xoxal, Neulandia, Gashtalund, and Duruzlan).

Further consultation with Kosha revealed that another high probability site had been located, in the far western lands of the Lunar Empire, specifically over the city of Glamour, where a vast number of powerful ley lines converged and appeared to be supporting a small copy (?) of Krynn’s moon, Lunitari in the skies overhead.

Another site had potentially been located in the Emirate of G’dar, specifically a fortress located 15 miles outside a city identified as Zemeth. The two agents who had reported the site had gone silent since their initial report, and the Divination Squad was saying they were dead, but Kosha preferred to reserve judgement. As part of their report, however, they had mentioned sighting a middle-aged man of Oeridian descent (who easily stood out among the local humans, all of whom boasted blue eyes, pure black hair and skin as pale as the Suloise).

Tentatively identifying this as Dree of ixworth, the group retired for the evening, and on the following morning Elerra used a Locate Person to attempt to find Dree. They found him in a dank cell, nailed to a circular wooden disk. With him were four humans wearing hooded black robes, all of whom matched the description of the local humans. The one who seemed in charge asked questions that another translated into Common, but none of the language spells the party kept ready would translate this tongue. In addition, each time the leader spoke, Elerra’s spider birthmark itched, and his words sent shivers of dread and anxiety down Alexia’s back.

The interrogation seemed to center on the ritual the party hoped to stop, and one particularly disturbing line of questions ran along the lines of “… and this ritual will kill ONLY the Gods of Magic? What of the rest?” The party quickly decided to ‘rescue’ Dree from his captors, using a Greater Teleport to arrive in the hallway outside the chamber. For their trouble they found themselves Slowed and unable to act for several seconds after their arrival.

While the party battled the guards and one of the mages from inside the chamber in the hall, those remaining inside blocked the door with a Wall of Void and fled the area with Dree, whom they literally tore off the wall. As we broke for the evening, the group was finishing off the guards and planning to Locate Dree a second time, as they could not allow him to escape….

It is the 13th of Ready’reat, 600 CY

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Arc 4, Episode 50, the Second Mark
I knew this was a bad idea...

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is still the 6th of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

As the party chewed their way through the Black Skeletons, the Nalfeshnee summoned a second of it’s kind before dying, but the second one didn’t fare any better than the first. Elerra managed to knock Losien out of the fight with her drow poisoned crossbow bolts, lessening the threat from end of the room.

Once the demons and the skeletons had fallen, the Meroln and Alexia made quick work of the necromancers, leaving the others to loot the bodies of the fallen and truss up Losien. Their mission complete, the Teleported back to Narwell and had the Baron lock Losien up in one of the anti-magic cells, while the party identified and split up their swag.

The following day they paid Losien a visit in his cell, where he alternately cursed them for “ruining the plan” and demanded to be taken to see Mordenkainen. Over the course of his “interrogation”, he revealed that he had been Mordenkainen’s agent for the past three years, secretly working behind the scenes against Iuz,the Path, and the Black Rooks while keeping Mordenkainen in the loop on their machinations.

As the party could neither catch him in a lie nor refute any of the points of his story, they slowly began to believe that maybe he might be telling the truth. For his part, he steadfastly refused to impart his information to anyone but Mordenkainen.

Unfortunately, nobody had heard anything from Mordenkainen or the other members of the Circle of Eight since the Scourge of the Archmages back on the 22nd of Patchwall. Alexia, gambling that Murlynd, because of his close connection to the world, might be able to guide her, cast a Divination (and spent a Hero Point) to receive a vision of the place where at the very least, Tenser had gone to hide.

Her vision showed Tenser during the Scourge, fleeing his tower with the Esoterica in hand, arriving in what looked to be a supremely unkempt and downtrodden part of some city or town. He then entered an establishment whose sign featured a unicorn pleasuring itself, spoke a word to the bartender, then entered a private booth and opened a panel leading to a bolt hole down into the sewers. Sometime later, after navigating the twists and turns of the fetid tunnel, he knocked on a section of wall which opened to reveal a clean, brightly lit chamber containing Mordenkainen, Warnes Starcoat, and Rary. Tenser seemed a bit off-put by Rary’s presence, but entered the chamber nonetheless, ending the vision.

Relating the vision to her companions, Squizzles tentatively identified the bar Tenser had entered as the Vulgar Unicorn, a notorious establishment in the city of Sanctuary, rumored to be a backwater port in the Rankan Empire somewhere on Luna, the nearer of Liga’s two moons. The following day the group Teleported to Greyhawk and sought a spelljammer captain who would be willing to transport them to Luna and hence to Sanctuary. The group grudgingly released Losien and returned his equipment to him, though they kept a close eye on him.

After being laughed at by several captains, they finally found one willing to take them there, though he charged them through the nose for the privilege. Finally settling into the comparatively tiny port, Wilfred endeavored to Teleport everyone into the sewers that Alexia had described, but somehow left Sam and Elerra behind. Elerra attempted to use her own Teleport to rejoin the rest, but landed Sam and herself in another part of the sewer, and the group wasted several minutes reuniting. Eventually they located the patch of stone Tenser had opened to reveal Mordenkainen’s Bastion, only to discover that they didn’t know how to open it.

Sam attempted to pick the lock, narrowly avoiding a poison needle but setting off an explosion that damaged several party members. Opening the chamber revealed Tenser and Mordenkainen rushing to see what had happened, and they then greeted the party and Losien. Soon thereafter, Losien went off alone with Tenser and Mordenkainen to give his report.

While the party cooled their heels in the outer chambers, they noticed a display case with the Crystal Frogs (except for the last of the set, which had been destroyed). Not very long after that, the group detected the sounds of combat coming from the direction Tenser, Losien and Mordenkainen had gone off in, and the group arrived in time to see Tenser slumped to the floor at one end of the room while Losien, the Esoterica in hand, was slowly fading to nothingness over Mordenkainen’s body.

Elerra quickly leapt at Losien and keyed her Cube of Force to it’s “block everything” setting, causing Losien to cease his vanishing. Losien responded by smiling evilly, casting a quickened Truesight, and launching into a devastating attack on Elerra. She followed up by dropping the Cube and using a Heal on herself, and then once more fired her hand crossbow at Losien, putting him to sleep once more. Wilfred targeted Losien with a Dimensional Anchor, as Alexia rushed over to kick the Esoterica aside, Sam moved in to deliver a coup de grace, only to find himself and Losien’s slumbering body both now doing the slow fade to nothingness.

As we broke for the evening, the party was catching their collective breath and wondering what to do about Sam’s strange disappearance, while Sam found himself reunited with Click-clack, his erstwhile " father-figure " from his youth…

It is the 10th of Ready’reat, 600 CY

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Arc 4, Episode 49, the Second Mark
Into the heart... of the Boneheart...

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is still the 3rd of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

The party spent the next two days doing some shopping, and planning their journey to Losien’s stronghold in Ghulford, discarding a number of plans before eventually deciding to Teleport a few miles outside the city and hope for the best. Disguised by a Seeming, the group entered Ghulford on the 3rd and took refuge at the Grimacing Skull Inn.

Elerra and Squizzles, neither of whom were actually disguised, elected to scout Losien’s Manor, fining it easily at the far side of the town, but not without incident, as they had to lose an orcish tail in the marketplace. Once back at the inn, Squizzles spent a few hours entertaining the denizens of the inn and learning that Losien had ridden back into town on the 1st and had not been seen since (and that this was not unusual). Elerra decided to try and bluff her way into Losien’s manor, and brought the party along as guards.

Once inside the manor, Elerra and her “guards” were greeted by a Simulacrum of Losien, who quickly rejected her proposed alliance, stating that she was the second drow noble to arrive here with such a proposition, and that for his part, the next two months were to involve too much preparation to divert himself in such affairs. Shut down on her original plan, she used some skillful diplomacy (and a Hero Point) to convince Losien to meet with her anyway.

However, as the simulacra led the party into the bowels of the manor, it became quickly apparent that Losien had seen through the deception almost at once and was leading them into a trap. A number of what proved to be armored Black Skeletons moved to intercept the party’s advance, as an invisible Nalfeshnee demon also attacked. Losien successfully used a Power Word: Blind on Alexia, but she quickly countered it.

The quartet of Boneshadow necromancers attending Losien also made themselves felt, one using a Soul Drain on Squizzles, aging him and sapping his physical stats. As we broke for the evening, almost everyone on both sides of the fight were still up, and a ball of negative energy was bounding towards the party…

It is the 6th of Ready’reat, 600 CY

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Arc 4, Episode 48, the Second Mark
Kind of an anti-climax, really.

Our journey began: 11th of Coldeven, 599 C.Y.
It is still the 1st of Ready’reat, 600 C.Y.

Our companions:

Alexia Aerogenesis, Human Paladin of Murlynd
Elerra Vae, Drow Cleric (Ellistrae)/Sorcerer
Flotsam “Sam” Stormsurge, Animan (octopus aspect) Vivisectionist Alchemist
Meroln Sands, Half-elf Fighter
Squizzles, Kobold Bard
Wilfred Fizzlebang, Gnome Summoner & Mekkatorque, his eidolon

As the group shook off the lethargy that had overtaken them while they experienced their individual visions, they briefly compared notes before making their way through the Obsidian Mirror and into the Leering Keep held by the Black Rooks. On the far side of the mirror they found themselves in a small courtyard, where they quickly spotted two individuals. The first was Nigel, who appeared to have become frozen as he came in for a landing, and Vincent, who had already set up a number of chalk-outline symbols on the flagstones.

After greeting the party, he asked once more if they wished his aid in bypassing the demons bound to the walls, which they did. He then stepped into one of the outlines he had set up, pressed a small stone to the walls of the keep, and the walls could be seen to ripple as dozens of demons were sucked into the stone (which a couple of folks recognized as being very similar to the stone being used to construct their own castle in Narwell). When called on this fact, Vincent announced that since there was nothing binding them to complete the recovery of the gems, that this was his “insurance policy” that the group would comply. Alexia tried to detect evil in him then, but he came back negative in that regard. Having nowhere to go but forward, the group left Vincent and the frozen Nigel in the courtyard, and began moving towards the tower they’d identified as Jaliseem’s location.

Almost immediately, they ran into guards investigating the flight of the demons. The guards were dispatched, but not without bloodying the party a bit. When their path to Jaliseem brought them near the vault where Vincent’s gems were located, they fought a second, slightly better prepared group of guards, that they quickly dispatched. Armed with the gems, they made their way to the top of Jaliseem’s tower.

As they approached the living area of the tower, they could both feel and hear an arcane duel taking place. Vincent and Jaliseem were locked in combat with one another, hurling raw energies at one another with little regard to the furnishings, which were smoldering or smashed all about the room. By Wilfred’s estimation, Vincent was not only winning, but he was pulling his punches.

Turning his head to regard the party (while simultaneously increasing the pressure of his assault on Jaliseem), Vincent asked if the group had his gems. At this declaration, Jaliseem went pale and her defenses began to falter as Vincent collected his gems. For his part, Vincent handed the stone with the bound demons to Elerra, and told her to crush the stone when they were ready to leave, and vanished. jaliseem, exhausted, fell to her knees and was easily captured by the party.

Questioning her, the party was disappointed to learn that she actually knew very little about the rituals to come, at least very little that they did not already know. She did identify Sindar Sirion as the one chosen to lead the ritual beneath the Azure Sea, and cattily gave away the location of Losien’s residence and holdings inside Iuz. Saddened that this was the most they could get, they trussed her up and Teleported back to Narwell to turn her over to the Baron for incarceration.

Returning to the site of their castle’s construction, Lseral (who was still there, despite having been cut loose when Elerra converted fully to Cleric) said that the group had a party of emissaries who were awaiting their return. The three huchard turned out to be an architect, a logistics specialist, and a clockwork engineer, all of whom wished to offer their services to the group.

As we parted for the evening, the group was debating making a run against Losien, or at least his keep, hoping to find more information on the ritual he’d been tapped to lead…

It is the 3rd of Ready’reat, 600 CY
119000 xp
Mythic Tier 4
30k gp each, after sale of sundry loot from castle.

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