Epic Augusta

Session 14: Death of Frulan

September 25, 2015

The day started out jovial with all being in high spirit and ready for a full night of good times. In attendance were Rob, Patrick, Jason, Joe, Aaron, and Roy along with Angie and the children. We decided to order from the corner for the evening’s meal and this event becomes the beginning of some very questionable, concerning and surprising moments of the evening.
After the food was picked up from the Corner the night starts with Jason and Patrick getting a disappointing surprise when they find that they have no fries. PK wanted everyone to understand that he did not get his fries and even quotes Lethal Weapon (with much heart and enthusiasm), “You don’t go through the drive-thru because they screw you at the drive-thru.” This actually stunned a few of the group as Jason even looks at PK and tells him, “The Corner has no drive-thru.” The night continues to speed up as the group enjoys their meal and Joe notices some very strange hit point shenanigans with PK’s character. After 15 minutes of discussion about the amount of hit points, Joe decides to add it up himself. Taking a pencil and wetting the tip of it with his tongue, he puts pencil to paper. 28 + 5 = 27. He sits up straight proudly and smiles with a hint of satisfaction saying to PK, “You have 28 hit points.” This even stuns Angie who is busily painting her kitchen cabinets, at this point I will mention the room is beginning to fill with fumes.
After a few minutes of uncontrollable laughter and tears in the eyes of all in attendance. Joe quickly hands out cards to Jason, Roy, and Aaron changing the subject. The room falls a little more quiet as all finds out that Jason now has swamp sack, Mara has swamp puss and Aaron has swamp ass. This jester brought a rather serious look from Aaron who was not happy about having swamp ass and made it know he wanted to discuss this. Confusion fills the air for awhile as Jason, Joe, Aaron, and Roy discuss the issue of these swamp illnesses in a debate. While this is going on Rob keeps asking for fresh paper (5 times), PK is on his phone and then all grow silent with the slight noise of a small trumpet is let out. (The night begins with the first assault of foul wind) The room grows silent and Rob discreetly points to Angie who denies it with anger. (Rob finally gets his paper but that is all he is getting this evening)
After 45 minutes in we have yet to begin as Aaron begins to mess with the projector, just not happy with it being cockeyed he says. Joe tries to explain how to turn it and after 20 minutes three people get involved to fix the projector. Time for smoke break.

We finally get underway after 1 hour and 30 minutes and Joe sets the scene where the group has spent the better part of a day exploring this swamp in the middle of the swamp and are heading to the 2nd floor of the last tower to be searched. The floor is one large room with a strange glow and regular furnishings for a sleeping quarters for someone of a somewhat high rank.

initiative rolled (Skirmish of the Tower)

Tanvir the Small is the first to climb the spiral stone staircase to meet the occupants of the floor with the rest of the group following behind. He enters the room to find Frulan searching a wooden chest and holding up a small ornate ring exclaiming, “We have found it!”. Frulan looks to the group with a sneer of frustration as a large 1/2 dragon, human crossbowmen, and a human axe man called a Dragonwing, attack the group.
Tanvir quickly darts into the room to dodge a bolt fired from one the Dragonwings with Mara right behind him. As she enters she raises her crossbow to level and fires a heavy bolt at Frulan, striking her in the right shoulder for 13 damage. The 3rd to enter is the bard, Zanlin, who quickly takes cover behind a bed against the wall firing at Frulan and striking her for 5 more damage. The 1/2 dragon steps forward some and gives a spear a mighty throw, aiming at Mara’s torso who dodges, sending the spear smashing into the wall behind her. Frulan the dark cleric rises from her knelt position, shrugging off the damage to her shoulder and thigh, raising her hand as she looks at Mara casting a spell towards the fighter. The effect of the spell causes Mara to momentarily stagger from dizziness and shaking her head to get rid of the blurriness as she shakes off the cleric’s spell of blindness.
Tanvir fires two Eldrich’s Blast towards the cleric as he nimbly jumps about the room, only to miss once and the second bolt of energy being swatted away by the cleric who is now smiling and laughing at the group. Soon her laugh turns to a look of seriousness as Ebon the Mysterious climbs the stairs to enter the room, his robes flowing about as he raises one hand towards the cleric exclaiming, “You will hold!” The cleric’s eyes fill with shock as she finds herself unable to move, her body becoming rigid, unable to act but able to move her eyes witnessing all that transpires around her. The 1/2 dragon becomes infuriated as he witnesses his cleric being attacked, letting out a deathly growl his eyes fix on the robed assailant, Ebon, who is seeking cover behind the same bed as Zanlin. Tregeon enters the room screaming like a wildman, drawing the attention of the 1/2 dragon off of the mage, throwing two javelins at the huge beast who defiantly swats each away with the skill of a powerful warrior. The 1/2 dragon’s eyes are now fixed on this large well armored warrior, snarling at the warrior he does not see the smaller framed druid enter behind the warrior to cast a area hold spell. Helm waves his hand as he chants some words under his breath causing both the 1/2 dragon and his human axe man guard to hold in their place, held by some unseen force of nature.

As Mara charges the cleric who is defenseless with wide eyes of panic the crossbow man fires a 2nd bolt at the female warrior, who spins her torso in a somewhat bladed dance move, causing the bold to miss her by 2 feet. Savage strikes hit the defenseless cleric causing a frozen 1/2 dragon to quake with rage unable to defend her. Seeing the struggling huge beast Zanlin decides to switch his focus and sends a shattering spell towards the frozen 1/2 dragon. Striking it and the Dragonwing for 16 damage. Tanvir who is now charging the cleric sends two more bolts of energy towards her only to miss (how is this possible…show up to play Ha).
Just as the dark cleric begins to struggle, she can feel herself gaining control of her body again, and this is not unnoticed by Ebon who tries to refocus and get her back in a hold spell to no avail. Tregeon charges the 1/2 dragon striking him with a mightly cut down his shoulder for 27 damage. Blood spills from this deep cut as Zanlin yells, “Good blow.” (everyone stops to look at Zanlin) (small group discussion on if it was really necessary to yell that out in the middle of a battle). Helm rushes across the room, as he closes the distance a long whip of thorns grows in his hand, he raises his whip and strikes the beast, adding insult to injury. The Dragon wing tries to defend his commander, as he frees himself from the hold of nature, striking Tregeon for 13 damage. The crossbow man notices the small Tanvir getting closer to his mistress and fires a bolt at the thief, unable to strike him, as Mara spins bringing her short sword around in a backwards swipe across the cleric’s stomach for 9 damage.
Finally the dark cleric is free and she raises her arms, outstretched above her head, yelling words in a strange chant filling the room with swarming, biting locust. Tanvir, Helm, Tregeon all take 15 damage while Mara, who is closest takes 30 damage.

Arrival of the Man SEAN BARRETT

Sean surprised all with a special appearance complementing Angie on her work on the cabinets. Jason seemed to be getting a little giddy but we dont know if it is the fumes from the paint of the gaseous projectiles from Joe, PK and an unidentified person as of now. PK and Sean play a few hands of High Dice with Sean taking 20 for 20 yelling, “You don’t F%$K with me.” Taking PK’s money with a crit, but being the man he is Sean leaves in style not taking the money but instead opting for a simple beverage at state.

Skirmish of the Tower (continued)

Tanvir, being quick and nimble, leaps on the shoulders of the 1/2 dragon, sending the blade of his dagger down through the slit of the beast’s armor, bypassing the collarbone and killing the huge beast instantly. As Tanvir takes down the towering 1/2 dragon, Tregeon switches targets and attacks the cleric who is still in the midst of her swarm spell. He raises his sword over his head and sends it is a powerful slashing attack, cleaving through her collar bone. Her eyes almost glass over as she falls to her knees, blood dribbling out of her mouth. He spins around to her back and sends a 2nd mighty slash down on the opposite side of her neck, decapitating her instantly. With both the 1/2 dragon and dark cleric dead the two human guards begin to loose moral. Taking advantage of this Helm strikes at the crossbowman with his Shillelagh, killing his instantly. As the Dragon Wing moves to attack a rising Tanvir, Mara sends her short sword cutting through the side of his armor sending him to the floor dead.
With the Tower battle now complete, the group looked at each other and nodded to each other in approval, covered in bruises and the spray of blood. After searching the room the group found the ring of Myrkral on the body of Frulan along with a chest of gold, silver and gems. The glowing and beautifully crafted scale male that Frulan was wearing went to Mara as Helm found for vials of a green foul tasting liquid. After he inspected the vials further he found that this was what was needed to cure the dreadful Swamp illnesses.

Fareseer of Illusk

As the group climbed the stairs to the last floor of the tower they find a dark room with strange scientific devices and shelves of paper, manuscripts, beekers and charts. But, the item that gets everyone’s attention is a large device that resembles a fragile and ancient telescope. After inspection Ebon turns to all to say, “It’s defiantly magical.” He spends a few minutes fine tuning the item and looks through it to gaze into the night sky, but instead of stars he sees a vivid vision of a large lair with a huge Black Dragon arguing with what appears to be Enzma. To her side is Pole, standing silently, and to the other side are the twin girls who attacked and tried to kill Zanlin. Ebon is unable to discern what is being argued about but he sees the twins capturing Enzma. Pole tried to stop them only to be cut down. Enzma seems to be captured as the Dragon looks directly into the direction of Ebon. The group debates what information that has just been discovered. It is to be seen if Enzma is working with the dragon or not.
As the group takes a short rest they pondered returning through the swamp, which Ebon vibrantly denounced, “I do not want Swamp A^% again.”, or going through the portal. It is decided that we keep the ring, since Ebon was able to see it is magical, and turn the book over to Snapjaw to gain the trust of the Lizard folk. Before returning to the courtyard Ebon takes a second look through the telescope to see a vision of a hunting lodge surrounded by white snow that turns to a very quick glimpse of a stormy dark sky and a Storm Giant looking towards him. Before we leave the room Ebon takes the lens and crystals.

Portal to the Unknown

After the group took a rest and gathered their thoughts they stepped through the shimmering portal into the unknown. In a instant they found themselves in a chilly far off land, with the ground covered with snow and a dark and dense evergreen forest surrounding them. Somewhat disorientated and dizzy from the travel the individual members try to gather their thoughts, unable to hear the words of their mage, Ebon (who was use to this type of travel and not as affected). All they could make out was a muttering before they found themselves being attacked by 3 Trolls, one with 4 arms, and 3 Ambush Drakes. After a lengthily battle full of blood, and fire the group was able to dispatch the beasts to finally realize their surroundings. Off in the distance, cutting through the dense forest they could see a large two story building, the hunting lodge. They stood in a clearing with three mossy covered old stones, cracked and traces of old paint, surrounding the portal. On each stone in an ancient Draconic writing were written; Snowy Lands, Unquiet Swamp of Mournful Croaking, Lands of the Red Sands. The group decided to head to the wood line and as they walked towards the trees to take a short rest Zanlin turned to Ebon and said, “Were you saying something about getting to the trees?” Ebon then turned to Zanlin is frustration saying, “So we would not be seen.” Snickering somewhat Tregeon added into the conversation, “That plan worked out well didn’t it.”

(SIDE NOTE) It was during this time of play that all players in attendance witnessed a record being broke. PK was able to place 14 balls in his mouth with the assistance of Jason. A mouth full of balls.

Hunting Lodge

As the group approached the hunting lodge they decided it would be best to just act as they belonged. So they entered the stone and wood building into what appeared to be a mud room of sorts. Upon opening the door Tanvir is frozen in place by what appears to be an alarm. After getting Tanvir back with the group they decide to investigate the area where they find a black suit of Armor that comes to life only to attack them. In the very same room they find a large 15’ by 8’ tapestry depicting a scene of 3 hounds dragging down a large white boar. Ebon inspected it before the suit attacked to realize it was magical.
After further investigation they discover a chest of 4000gp, white scale mail, and a scroll of scorching ray. Then they meet the inhabitants of this lodge. Entering a large room with beautiful furniture they see a human woman dressed in ling flowing red robes and white scale mail holding a wand with a blue jewel. Beside her are 3 guards, all dressed in fancy scale mail, and another 4 armed Troll. Zanlin smiles a bit as he recognizes his long lost friend, Talis. Zanlin and Talis meet later that night as the rest of the group gets a good nights’ sleep in comfy beds. They flirt and smile at each other parting on the same grounds as they met. Later the next morning the group is greeted with a huge and bountiful breakfast. It is here that they learn new information. That Talis is known as Talis the White of the Cult of the Dragon…The Wearer of Purple…and she is one of 5 Wyrm Speakers. She informed the group that she was aware of the groups actions and following Rezmir.
She goes on to tell the group that Rezmir recently tried to have her killed and is at Sky Reach, a castle in the sky. He is holding up with Verem the White and does not agree with the current path the cult is taking. She tells the group that they may have trouble with Glazhale the Cloud Chaser, a white dragon.
After speaking the group is asked to take Rezmir and Verem out for Talis and in return she would give the group the suit of scale mail and 1000gp. She informs the group that the Cult’s army is in the Sunset Mountians and Wyverns may help the group get to Sky Reach at Parnast. (It is at this time the group learns the sign of the cult, an open palm..right hand only while speaking, “Tiamet our mother and strength.” The group has much to decide as they ponder on their next course of action.

Session 13: Murder Hobos
trap doors should stay closed

Sadly , the Druid starts the evening by trying to throw the Mage under the bus by sneaking a d4 onto his laptop. :( poor Druid. It was bad enough that the DM was already lying about the party’s health. Not a good start to the night.

A Quick recap was done :
• The party is looking for Resmir ( 1/2 blue dragon )
• They need to figure out where all the Valuables are being taken
• Talis ( Zanlin’s friend ) the 1/2 elf
• The infamous Bog Luck is still at large ( could Zanlin be frightened? )
• Frulam Mondath narrowly escaped the party’s grasp
• The party made powerful allies in Snapjaw and the Lizardfolk as we help them take the castle.
• The party is looking for the Book of the Dead & and the ring of Myrkle to give to the Lizardfolk so they can give it to the Black Death ( whom they worship ) . The party is still piecing together who the Black Death is.
• The party is looking for a password or symbol to operate the portal they found below the castle where they believe all of the valuables the cult has been stealing are being taken

After the battle with Borngray and his drake & bullwug thugs ( whom were beaten quite handily. The DM appears not to be able to throw enough at the party to make them remember it is lethal ), our intrepid adventurers continue with the investigation of the rest of the castle. Their initial searches of the rooms in close proximity to the battle were empty ( all enemies obviously ran from the power of the group now ransacking the castle ).

- An aside -
Our Druid admits to liking “wood” …. Very vague on who’s “wood” - though he makes a semi recovery by throwing throwing out another euphemism " he likes Cherry Wood " . The group is unsure if they fall for it or not.

- Back to the story -

As the party continues their search into one of the towers of the castle, the group comes across a barracks used by the lizardfolk. Zanlin immediately starts to search the lizardfolk belongings until he is shouted down by the rest of the party. The term shady was bandied about in regards to the heretofore trustworthy Bard.

The party finds a door in the ceiling leading even further up to what they believe is an attic. Curiously it is barred from below, like the lizardfolk were trying to keep something in. Never ones to shy away from danger ( though lacking in common sense ) , they throw the bolts to investigate. The room above is pitch black except for the small light now filtering in. Helm decides to go batty and changed into a bat to fly up and investigate.

After taking an inordinate amount of time, the party sends ( goads ) the brave Mara into the darkness above with a torch to check on the hapless Helm. When she crests into the room she shrieks and pushes further in letting the party know that a giant spider is snacking on our beloved Helm and that knowledge enraged the party to action.

Mara hits the filthy beast , making it think its days are numbered. Zanlin backs away a little and starts mocking the beast making it fall from the rafters, narrowly missing knocking Mara back into the room below. As the beast hits the floor in a puddle of its own icky blood, Trageon stabs it’s dead carcass to be sure.

Believing the lizardfolk should have just taken care of the beast, Tanvir starts to search and Ebon climbs up to cut away the webs holding Helm hostage. This act causes more spiders to drop from the rafters onto the party, Mara being the only member too slow to avoid being bitten by one of the beasts.

Zanlin jumps and continues mocking the spiders using hit and run tactics while Tanvir does his own version of hit & run as he runs around in circles slapping at his head trying to dislodge a spider that landed on his head but to no avail. A ray of frost leaps from Ebon’s hand onto the spider attacking him and Helm, slowing the beast. Giving Helm the time he needs to revert from bat form and smack the spider with his Shillelagh, only succeeding in angering the beast further making it lunge at Ebon and land a bite. A green poison oozes from the spiders teeth into Ebon. Helm can see Ebon visibly shrug off the effect that would have surely spelled his doom.

Mara continues to whittle away at the spider trying to molest her , but she is saved by Zanlin show jumps to her aid , delivering such insults as to make the beast fall over dead.

Tanvir continues to slap at the spider on that is still attached to his head. This time using a dagger, though it is still not enough to break the spiders grip. He is taking a severe beating from the beast but continues the struggle.

Mara , freed by Zanlin attacks the spider trying to eat Trageon, wounding it greatly. The spider even survives the nasty insults of Zanlin while Ebon and Helm make little progress with the spider they are engaged with. Due in part to the weakened state of the Druid. The again is able to viciously bite Ebon who , while shrugging of the earlier effects, doesn’t have the inner strength to shrug off the poison again and slumps to the ground, death just seconds away.

The vicious melee starts to turn in the favor of the party as Mara finally dispatches a spider , freeing Trageon to engage another while Zanlin punches a crossbow bolt into the fiend waiting to strike a death blow to Ebon with deadly accuracy. Trageon makes short work of the final beast.

The party finally realizes why the Lizardfolk bolted that door and come to the conclusion that some doors should stay locked.

Sweating and near exhausted, needing to heal Helm and Ebon, the party fortifies the door and takes a small rest, letting the lizardfolk continue the clearing of the castle for now. In the quiet dark, Zanlin plays a rousing tune on his pan flute to bolster the groups morale and steady their nerve.

After licking their wounds they continue on looking for the book and the ring. Most of the rooms are free of enemies and are just common rooms. The party starts to get frustrated that they are wasting precious time not being able to follow the cultists to where they are taking the treasure when they hit upon a chapel. Helm explains to the group that this chapel is dedicated to the five headed dragon Tiamat. That in itself causes the party to pause and see if they can glean anything useful from the room. Upon close inspection Ebon was able to find a small secret compartment in the altar, seeming a very logical spot to hide the Book of the Dead Sermons. With swamp ass still keeping its hold on him , he asks Tanvir to search the cubby for traps. Not finding any they cautiously open the compartment to find a silvered dagger which radiates a small amount of magic. Ebon tells Tanvir to use it good effect.

After leaving the chapel empty handed and still frustrated the party barges into another room that appears to be a library, startling several cultists who are huddled up in the room hiding from the lizardfolk. The party still dressed in the garb and trappings of the cult try to bluff the cultists into going to help Master Borngray. Zanlin explains that Borngray wants the party to retrieve the book for him so he can escape through the portal. The cultists seem too scared and challenge Zanlin to give the secret salute, unable to , Zanlin falters.

Ebon was watching the cultists and when Zanlin falters he believes the jig is up. He fires a blast of frost that the wary cultist was able to dodge. The cultist , not wanting a fight stand down at the show of force and Tanvir starts to search the library. As Tanvir finds the book of dead sermons, giving the party a much needed win, the cultists get real irritated forcing Zanlin to start shouting insults at them and Ebon blasts another with a ray of frost , this time connecting. Mara attacks the other cultist and with an amazing cut, lops his head right off. The wounded cultist screams ," Treachery! Borngray will hear of this", as he tries to escape through the door. The poor fool not knowing that the party had already dispatched Borngray , and never would as Tanvir drops him with his new dagger.

The party make a concerted search of the library. Mara helps in the search with a glazed look in her eye , showing the her illiteracy and the party has to search again the area that she was looking. While not finding the ring, Ebon did find a spell book with 3 spells in it, so the effort was not wasted. Continuing to search through this tower they come to an office with a bedroom attached.

Helm’s searches of the office bear fruit, finding papers strewn across the desk that mention the Hunting Lodge and Parnast ( a northern village ) throughout much of them. But the biggest find was a piece of paper that yielded the password for the portal.

“To Port Draezir”

The party would finally be able to follow the cultists to the source.

Just as Helm was explaining his find to the group , two explosions rock the group from the bedroom, painfully dowsing them in acid. Effectively destroying all normal items. Ebon, thinking that the swamp ass was starting to wear off, set off a trap in one of the wardrobes.

- an aside -
Curiously…. PK decided to show all present how many balls he could fit in his mouth. 9 to be exact. These were cheese balls, but it does lead one to wonder why he would practice fitting balls in his mouth.

- back to the story -

On their way down to the main floor , the party comes across several lizardfolk trying to open a chest and decided to help them hoping to find the ring that was still eluding them. The lizardfolk agreed to let the party keep any rings found. Once opened, it was clear that the ring was not present and they ensured the lizardfolk kept the silver that was kept within and the party kept 5 rings that were in the chest. Ebon kept a close eye on the bard as he had already acted shady when he decided to try and search the lizardfolk barracks.

They make their way through to the last tower that is basically a muck pit, having fallen into too much disrepair the only thing left is the place where the castle dumps its waste. There is a part of a staircase , though it is a 10’ jump to get past the muck. The party starts to head toward the last building, the keep, to finish their search when someone notices a small chest on the far wall of the tower, across the muck.

The party decides to leave no stone unturned ( or are they just greedy as this is a very apparent trap ) and devise a way to get the chest. Helm changes into an eagle to fly across the muck. Halfway across tentacles reach out of the disgusting slime and latch onto the eagle. Pulled form the air , Helm takes several hits and appears to start sweating. Another party member contracts the dreaded swamp ass.

Trageon immediately tries to help Helm but can’t seem to hit anything with javelins and wonders why he even bothers. Knowing that it would be suicide to enter the muck and seeing no good way to save his friend, he steps up and lashes out at the creature with lightening jumping from his fingertips as Zanlin hits it with a crossbow bolt. The rest of the party doesn’t fair well with their ranged attacks.

Helm , knowing that death could take him at any minute, drops his eagle form and since the beast is holding him up , he blasts it with a lightening bolt, severely damaging it only to be whipped around and slammed into the ground. The tentacle continues to pull Helm halfway into the muddy cesspool.

- an aside -
In the middle of combat, feeling that his monster is getting whooped, the DM calls out Rob for applying the wrong damage. What a little girl the DM is sometimes. :)

- back to the carnage -

Mara, drops her ranged weapon and decides to try a daring rescue of her friend Helm , who continues to get into bad situations. She takes a running leap that spans the 10’ to the stairs and then into the air and onto the creature, not caring about swamp puss as she has had it for many days. The creature shrieks and slams Helm again, stunning him. Could this be the end of the druid?

Seeing Mara’s success, Trageon gracefully follows suit and wounds the creatures. With one friend stunned and two in danger of being dragged down, Ebon thinks it might be a good time to cut bait and leave. He analyzes the situation and believes he can make one more attack before leaving these fools to their own demise. He pushes as much energy into his attack as he can and is able to kill the beast with the lightening that is still attached to him and creature. Mara and Trageon are able to drag Helm from the muck. The party prevails and gets their chest only to find it holds two copper coins.

While the party laments their decision to take the obvious bait, someone finds dwarven writing on the trap door at the end. They are able to decipher the runes – ’ Mighty Undead lay further beyond this point ’. Believing this might bear them the ring they seek, the party opens the door.

- an aside -
The group is concerned with PK & his fascination with balls as he gives Roy’s nuts a little tweak.

- back to the murder hobo’s -

As the party enters the attic ( maybe they should have learned from the last trap door they opened…. Shakes head ) six ethereal creatures rise up from the dusty bones lying on the floor. Tanvir is quick to attack but misses. Ebon send magical energy in Trageon so he will be able to cross the distance quickly as Zanlin moves into the room and shatters two of the creatures but quickly exits the room the way he came. His hit and run tactics still working to great advantage. Mara advances and destroys one of the wounded creatures.

- an aside -

The DM confiscates Roy’s character sheet and questions his having a magical blade. Wanting to know where he got it and then PK states there will be no confiscating of his character as he dazedly watches the DM pull his sheet away. The DM is finally satisfied and gives the sheets back. We think he is butt hurt that we are mowing down his monsters. :)

- the murder hobos continue -

Trageon imbued with lightening speed slips up, destroys a creature and moves on to engage another, wounding it. Tanvir is drained by one of the creatures and hellishly blasts it.

As the battle rages, Trageon is brutalized by one and Helm has had enough waiting in the wings so he charges into the room and destroys one of the creatures that are surrounding Tanvir giving Tanvir the opportunity he needs to wound another while Ebon sends magical energy into the remaining three creatures.

Zanlin curses the creatures and weakens them as Mara comes to the aid of Trageon dropping one as Trageon unleashes a flurry of attacks destroying another of them as Helm destroys the last.

The party searches the room as they lick their wounds once again and take solace behind another trap door leading to an attic. The party’s search yields star charts that they stow away for later. Rested they continue their search of the Castle. Finally moving into the keep.

Making quick work of the keep, the party finds a chest. After both he and Tanvir fail to open it, Tanvir even finding a trap the hard way, Ebon changes the metal of the lock into wood and they bash it open, finding a travelling spell book with more spells in it. Ebon take the book to study.

Further searching has the party stealthily checking a room. What they see makes them elated and wary at the same time. Inside the room are a half dragon and a woman holding what the party believes is the ring of myrkle.

- and break -

- will the two be easy pickins for the the formidable party?
will Zanlin confess his fear of Bog luck?
- will PK finally get 10+ balls in his mouth ?
will Helm redeem himself ?
- Will the DM be a bigger puss ?
will Tanvir show up?
— will roy wear a skirt to get into character?

Join us next time as we follow the intrepid adventures of the Murder Hobos……

Session 12: Rest for the Wicked!!!
Snapjaw Rules

Actual game play started at 6:45 after delicious meal of coneys was eaten and enjoyed by all. Some would same room for more later, others would not, but we will get to that as we move along. The game started under protest with the DM claiming that the light in the room was not sufficient enough for him to see, although the light had never been questioned before.
The merry band of adventurers awakened at about 3:00 a.m. well rested and ready to go. The topic of conversation centered around the party being thankful that Zanlin had encouraged them to find rest for their weary bodies. The crew realized once again how wise Zanlin was. Although they had slept comfortably, Mara and Ebon quickly realized that they were still afflicted with the swamp ass. Although they were not full speed, the group was still ready to complete their objectives. They knew as they set out, they still needed to discover where the treasure was being transported to, find and destroy Rezmir and locate and kill Bog Luck and Frubar Mandoth.
About 4:00 a.m., disguised as cultists, the group set out to search the walled, castle that included four towers and a huge keep. They knew that at least cultists, bollywogs, lizardmen and guard drakes awaited them. And , only the gods knew what else.
Just before the adventure begins, it is called out that Roy’s glasses were covered with a thick layer of yellow smoke. Years of Machen smoke had finally caught up to him. Maybe he needs to invest in more than a new phone. At this point it is 7:30 and PK has just enjoyed dog # 5 and Aaron has smashed # 3.
As they leave the room they rested in, they here noise in the adjacent room. Someone is overheard urging Rezmir to hurry. With that the group peeks in the room to find stairs going up and down. With a little investigation, it is discovered that Rezmir and his crew headed down the stairs in the room. The foot prints and drag marks were easily spotted by our seasoned band of adventurers. Being born of superior races, Tanvir, Ebon and Zanlin can easily see in the dark and follow the nasties down the stairs. The rest of the crew, being born with inferior vision has to trail behind by about 40 ft. and travel with a torch to see. At the bottom of this set of stairs, it opens into a cavern with a large pool of water. The group moves quickly and quietly along the left side of the pool of water. As we catch up to Rezmir’s crew we notice them near a machine on a ledge. Helm decides to turn into a bat to investigate.
Helm flies up ahead and notices 4 cultists, including the crane driver, up on top of the ledge, and 4 more below. Mysteriously there is no sign of Rezmir. (At this point, 8:37 PK engulfs dog # 6). The 4 cultists below are about 20 ft down and must use the ladder present to get up to the top.
We decide quickly to charge in surprise them and end this battle very quickly. Well as the old saying goes the best laid plans of mice and adventurers often goes astray. Or in this case, smells astray. We are noticed before we get the chance to charge because Ebon and Mara smell something terrible because of their swamp asses. Even though he doesn’t surprise the cultists, Zanlin with his superior speed and skill launches the first attack and hits the crane driver with a bolt that causes him to drop the crate he was transporting below. It would be really cool at this point if I could say the crate and fell and crushed the 4 cultists below, but I can’t. All I can truthfully say is that it fell and broke. Trageon quickly followed up with a massive double strike that killed a cultist. Helm cast Shillelagh, and smacked a cultist around. The cultists, rebounded with their attacks and damaged both Mara and Helm. They completed their attack by moving into an advantageous position. The 3 cultists below enter into formation with the fourth one cresting the ledge by way of the ladder. (Now it is 9:05 and Aaron eats dog #4 and # 5 at 9:14. PK finishes ½ a dog to bring his total to 5 ½. Tanvir continues the battle by killing a cultist with his first attack but peters out on his second attack and misses badly. Zanlin fires another crossbow bolt and kills the crane operator and then sings a tune to give the Trageon a dose of bardic inspiration. Mara then double attacked a cultist as he stepped off the ladder and used her 2nd wind to rally. Helm, with his second attack of the battle, finished off a cultist with his Shillelagh.
The cultists mount their offensive and deliver a critical hit to Trageon, and also hit Mara and Helm. (At 9:30, Jason eats coney #5 with cheese and #6 in an impressive 2 bites. He is in the game) Tanvier responds by killing a cultist with two hits. Zanlin “stays hot” and crits the cultist closes to him and Mara finishes him off. As the battle rages on, Mara is dealt a mighty blow, but is able to parry a large part of the damage keeping her on her feet. The sides continue to do battle, but Zanlin and Trageon continue their assaults and kill the last two foes. (at 9:41 in the midst of this massive battle, PK quaffs dog # 6 ½)
Once the battle is finished we search the bodies and descend down the ladder. Trageon leads the descent. All of the cultists are wearing leather armor and masks. We take these. The noise of the battle must have drawn lots of unwanted attention, as we notice that we are being approached on the bottom level by a large number of bullywogs and up top by a large number of lizard men. Up top Ebon is spitting game to the lizardmen and he eventually talks them into helping us dispatch of the large group of bullywogs. Unfortunately while he is on his knees begging for help, the lead bullywog unleashes a vicious Thunderwave that hurts Helm severely and knocks him prone. The wave also crashes into Zanlin and Mara , but they are able to shake off a part of the impact and do not suffer the full damage of the spell. Helm, struggling to raise up from the floor, is able to respond with a thunderwave of his own that rocks the bullywog leader. The bullywog takes some damage, but is able to withstand a lot of it and keep his footing. From up above, we here the lizardmen finally coming. Help comes from up top in the form of Ebon casting a witch bolt at the leader. Seeing his chance, Zanlin bloodies the bullywog leader with a shatter spell. Mara follows up by shooting a bolt and chucking a spear at him on her attack. (it is now 10:45 and PK finishes off dog # 7 ½). The bullywog leader is badly hurt and extremely ticked off. He casts another thunderwave and it hits home and knocks Helm out causing him to fall of the ladder and lay unconscious on the floor. Zanlin is again able to shake off half of the damage. Tanvir casts misty step, to improve his location and unleashes an Eldritch blast at the bullywog leader. Trageon is the next to attack the leader, he delivers a hit, but the leader still stands strong. The stinking cloud Zanlin had cast earlier to keep a large number of bullywogs at bay begins to dissipate because Zanlin lost his concentration when he took damage.
Spatter-goo, the bullywog leader bites Trageon before he is killed by a Mara fired crossbow bolt. (Dog update: 11:03 Phillip eats 1st dog, 11:10 jason eats 2 more dogs(7 total consumed) and a devil square, and Aaron eats his 6th coney)
Even though their leader has fallen, the remaining bollywogs continue to attack. A combination of our group, and our new friends the lizardmen eventually finish off the bullywogs. 9 of 20 lizardmen die, but their leader Snapjaw stands strong.

For assisting us in the battle, we agree to find and return the “Book of Sermons” and the “Ring of Merkel” to the Black Death. Mara presents Snapjaw with the fish head helm that Spattergoo was wearing. (11:45-PK eats dog # 8 ½)
The lizardmen depart us and continue on into the cavern to battle the bullywogs and the giant frogs. We move on into the cavern as well and come upon a shrine to frogs. Our next stop finds us in what we determine to be Spattergoo’s chambers. During our search of the room we find a chest. The room also contains a muddy chain, a table and chairs and some candles. We quickly determine that the chest is trapped. Tanvier moves in to try and disarm the trap. Try being the key word, and fail being the more important word. This failure causes four pots to crash from the ceiling and engulf him in a purple smoke. Once engulfed, Tanvier strips off his clothes and runs out of the room. Trageon gives chase to save his friend, and catches up with him just in time to see him dive into the lake and start acting like a frog. (at 12:04 PK claims to have crapped Bog Luck—no one rushed in after him to confirm or deny)
Since the trap gave Tanvier so much trouble Helm cast guidance on Ebon before he tries to disarm the chest. As a little extra help, Zanlin sings a little ditty to provide bardic inspiration as well. All the extra help proves useless as Ebon is quickly engulfed by purple smoke from the 6 pots that dropped from the ceiling. Ebon strips to his underwear, pulls out 2 daggers and attacks Helm. Lucky for Helm he misses with both. Helm then successfully subdues Ebon and Mara helps Helm tie him up. Helm then identifies the purple smoke as mushroom spores as assures us the effects are not permanent. Mara heads to the lake and tries unsuccessfully to coax Tanvier out of the lake. While our comrades are under the spell of the purple cloud, we decide to take a short rest and avoid the chest. During the rest, Helm, Trageon and Mara use their hit dice. It takes about 30 minutes, but Ebon and Tanvier eventually come to their senses. Mara takes drastic measures and attacks the chest. Mara then opens the chest. In the chest we find 500 gp, 5 gems, 2 undisturbed pots, 2 gold earrings and an Amulet. Zanlin and Ebon search the rest of the room and find nothing.
As we move on, we run into Snapjaw and he lets us know that they have cleared out the rest of the lower area. We move into what looks to be a teleport room. Located on the floor we find an arcanic circle, but have no luck trying to use it.
12:45 Aarom claims “No Mas” PK undecided Jason not done.
12:47 PK quickly becomes decisive and eats dog # 9 ½.
It is about 8:00 a.m. and we return to the castle. We return to the area where we slept and climb up the stairs we found earlier. We find 3 rooms. They are cultists sleeping area,. These are nice rooms, but we find nothing of value. We ascend to the third level and find the lizardmen, led by the mighty Snapjaw, battling guard drakes and the ½ elf with long white hair. (Borngray) A lesson from the DM teaches us the GRAY is the American spelling while GREY is the british Spelling. We assume our newest adversary is American.
Ebon lines up a lightning bolt as we are attacking 4 guard drakes, 4 bullywogs and Borngray. The bolt crashes home and kick starts the battle by killing 2 bollywogs and damaging a guard drake and Borngray. Tanvier follows up with his own casting of Eldritch Blast the kills Borngray. Zanlin on his attack puts two bollywogs to sleep and Mara slaps a guard drake around with three hits. Helm moves into a better battle position. The spells keep coming as Tanvier hits with another Eldritch Blast and Ebon casts Ray of Frost. When Helm cast the 2nd lightning bolt of the night the battle turns in or favor quickly and it is obvious it is about to end. The rest of the battle is a constant barrage of spells and attacks from the good guys and eventually the nasties lie dead at our feet. We survive practically unscathed. The lizardmen celebrate our victory. We search the ½ elf and notice that the cloak he was wearing took no damage under the barrage of attacks. We will definitely keep it and check it out further. (1:36 Max consumes his first dog.)
Session ends at 1:40. In a shocking twist, Patrick rushes out unable to help clean up.

Session 11: Swamp ASS (Puss for one)

Physically Present
DM: Joe
Zanlin: Robin
Mara: Roy
Trageon: Patrick
Helm: Jason

Cyberly Present
Ebon: Aaron

Totally Absent
Tanvir: Phillip

Menu: Hamburgers / Cheeseburgers / Fries

The sun rises and the group heads out to protect the laborers. Staying behind, Helm keeps a close eye on the cultists as a party leaves the compound the way they came with empty wagons only to watch more enter. The wagons were unloaded in the strong room once marked by Bog Luck. At 9:00pm of the first night of the second 10 day Helm started to here movement in the strong room like the night before. The adventures gather and layout the plan to move forward with the investigation of the Cult of the Dragon.

That night around midnight the team infiltrates the strong room with the help of Helm casting Pass w/o Trace. They moved into the tunnel and strategically worked their way through the dark thanks to Tanvir, Ebon, and Zanlin’s ability to see with their dark vision. Once they reached the end of the tunnel they scurried to cover and Tanvir informs the team that he sees the lizard folk heading down a trail into the swampy area. It is noted that there are 4 lizard folk and 2 giant lizards all in tow with crates on their backs. Zanlin speaks up and requests we rest AGAIN!

As we walk through the knee high, cold, and muddy swamp water Mara feels something slimy crawling up her inner thigh. She reaches down and finds a leach attached to her and removes it. She mentions to the group that Swamp Ass / Puss is something to be aware of. Zanlin AGAIN requests we rest. The team starts to look for solid ground to rest but find none, and they travel 7 more miles before they find a respectable place. Only one problem it is the camp of the lizard folk. At this time they are suffering from exhaustion.

The camp has four wicker lean to shelters and 3 canoes. The shelters are large enough for one lizard folk to rest. The four lizard folk are preparing to rest while the adventures move into position to attack. Helm casts Conjure Animal and places a ferocious ape in front of each lean to and initiates the attack. The adventures start to whittle down the lizard folk when the large lizard surprise them. In the middle of battle Helm rolls a 12 sided dice to hit and fails. (No wonder dumb ass you’re supposed to use a 20 sided) While wiping their blades a front of lizard folk were moving in by canoes from the north. Ebon made easy work of the group with a Fireball attack. The battle was won and the party began to investigate the area and Zanlin REQUESTED that we take a rest.

IMPORTANT!!! PK has just consumed burger # 7.5 (not sure where the .5 came from) __

While resting , during Helm’s watch he noticed movement in the trees. He quickly woke up his friends and they were attacked by 12 giant frogs. While Trageon and Helm are secured by three of the frogs tongues, one around the chest of Trageon and one around the chest of Helm with the other around his throat, Tanvir also known as Rhub places three others asleep. All twelve were defeated with little damage to the team.

At this point in the night the team is now at a level two exhaustion and can barely move to their resting place, and Ebon ends up with Swamp Ass while Mara ends up with Swamp Puss

8 Hours of Rest thanks to Zanlin’s persistence.

At 11:43 Technical Difficulty pauses the game! WILL TURN OFF NETFLIX!!!!!!

At first light Zanlin takes the corpse of one of the lizard folk and cast Speak with the Dead. While talking with him he learned that we needed to continue 8 miles on the same path via canoes toward a castle where there are many enemies.

Helm scouts ahead and returns when the party is a half a click away from an outpost which is about the same distance from the castle. In the outpost there are 6 lizard folk. The team puts together yet another strategic plan to move past the outpost by disguising themselves as cultists and with the use of magic.

At 12:35 Technical Difficulty pauses the game a second time! Will is sleeping!

At 12:46 we are back up and ruining but attacked by crickets (Rob’s mic) again!

We move up towards the heavily guarded castle to find:
 A couple Bully Wug and lizard folk by the long houses to the east.
 To the north 12 poorly constructed dung huts.
 The south we find a stockade area.
 To the southeast more long houses with lizard folk

Zanlin or Rhub known by others moves in to investigate. He comes up on some pins with Giant Lizard and ordered a couple lizard folk to the canoes to unload the crates. He continued his investigation and came up on a couple having relations. He goes in and pulls the male off of the female and while tempted to take his turn he tells the male to get to work. Afterwards he looks for a good place to REST! (Seriously)

Ebon casts invisibility and proceeds to follow the lizard folk into the castle. While stealthily moving through the castle he sees where the crates are being unloaded. Not far behind is the rest of the party all disguised as cultists. The first rooms we move into are many Bully Wugs and Snap Jaw stands off against Zanlin. Zanlin throws out: “Move aside!” Snap Jaw says: “What is your business here?” Zanlin pretty much tells him to kiss his Swamp Ass and lets him know that Bog Luck sent us. Snap Jaw and Zanlin eventually get to a point of understanding and they take us past the sorting area to our rooms for the night!

Zanlin gets his REST!!!! And ours!

Session 10: Zanlin fucked... But in an Unexpected Way
Pole - Sole Survivor

Members Present:
DM: Joe
Tanvir: Phillip
Ebon: Aaron
Zanlin: Robin
Mara: Roy
Helm: Jason
Trageon: Patrick

Pre-Session scuttlebutt centered around past games of Who? What? Things worthy of mentioning are:

  • holding Smokey aloft and licking his balls
  • Matt upset because his order of vibrators were messed up
  • whale blubber and shark piss
  • Matt being an All-Star Catcher

Session began with DM Joe Singleton and the party reviewing highlights of Session 9: Pan Flute Playoff. It had to be mentioned that Zanlin needed several unfair spells to become victorious in the playoff.

Session 10 Mission: Infiltrate the Cultists and see where they’re taking the contraband

Day 28 begins with the Teamsters announcing to the caravan that it’s time to head out along the Trade Way. The caravan is still two days out from Daggerford, which is situated between Waterdeep and Baldur’s Gate. The morning commute to Daggerford is seemingly uneventful. That all changed around 2:00pm. About a quarter mile in front of the caravan, a wagon, sporting a broken wheel and flanked by Hobgoblins armed with crossbows had the Trade Way blocked. It was also noticed that 4/5 people were underneath the wagon. The caravan stops.

Hobgoblin: “turn around or we’re coming for you next!”

Tanvir, with weapons drawn, walked toward the band of hobgoblins.

While the Teamsters and wagon owners discuss their plan to resolve the situation, Tanvir continues to approach forward. He gets 250 ft from the hobgoblins and one shouts, “10 more ft and we’ll let loose a barrage of weaponry!”

Tanvir, amidst a cloud of darkness, pompously moves forward 5ft.
Towards the back of the caravan, someone shouts, “send the Pan-flutist and his friends!” “Yeah! I second that!” Screams another voice.

As Mara begins to move forward, a hobgoblin shoots one of the people under the wagon—he lays motionless.
Zanlin, thinking fast and not wanting to spare the life of another innocent person, shouts at the hobgoblins, “How much for safe passage?”

With no hesitation, the hobgoblin replies, “travel wide and drop 100gp and you and your caravan lives.”

Pole, winner of many Sole Survivor competitions, steps across their line. Immediately stuck in the chest with two arrows. “Sorry guys, I tried my best! (Looking at Zanlin) can I get some of that healing again?”

At this time game was interrupted as Joe gagged the party with effects of Roy’s special sauce

Zanlin and Ebon, disregard the Teamsters plan and devise their own, requests a wagon. Pole obliges and delivers a wagon. To show appreciation Zanlin heals him…again.

Helm morphs into a Giant Wasp

Ebon and Zanlin feel a bag with rocks and drop it on the ground. Ebon and green Imsa sneak into the lead wagon, driven by Pole. Party travels wide as the Hobgoblins and one forward to retrieve their “bag of gold”. Ebon tries to charm the hobgoblin, but to no avail. Tanvir has Eldrich’s Blast readied and Zanlin with his crossbow.

Hobgoblin bends down, picks up the bag, looks into the bag, and yells—“WE’VE BEEN HAD!” Those were his last words as Tanvir and Zanlin drop him to the tune of a cross bolt and a perfectly timed Eldrich’s Blast!

Needless to say, the remaining hobgoblins are none too pleased. The leader of the recently pissed hobgoblins shouts instructions to his followers, “KILL THESE INTRUDERS!”

Mayhem ensued…

When the dust had somewhat settled Tanvir, kissed his dagger, tossed at the leader and drops him leaving one hobgoblin.

Zanlin: “Surrender before you end up like the rest of your friends.”

Before he can surrender, one of the other guards with the caravan sprints behind the hobgoblin, slashes his throat, and let’s out a MIGHTY SCREAM!

worthy of mentioning — Once again Pole was struck with two arrows in the chest causing him to slump into his seat in the wagon. Pole down….again! Zanlin heals Pole…again

Hobgoblins are searched and party finds 25gp and a +1 long sword that Trageon quickly snatches up.

A noble shows his appreciation by handing Zanlin a decorative ring (300gp).

Days 29-49 the caravan encounters no problems

Day 50 – The Caravan arrives at Daggerford

Teamsters make it known that there’s still 10 days of travel left to get to Waterdeep, so there won’t be much of a rest before the caravan gets back out on the road. 2 hours later the caravan leaves Daggerford with a several new travelers:

  • Female gnome – not attached to any single wagon
  • 2 beautiful sisters wearing leather armor
  • Human male dressed in robes covered in tattoos

The beautiful females draw some looks from the men with the caravan, (which Zanlin discovers later), but it’s the male human wearing robes that garner the majority of the party’s attention. The cultists haven’t let any one near their wagons the entire journey, but he walks up to their lead wagon, hands them a bag, and enters the drivers seat.

Shortly after the caravan leaves Daggerford Zanlin notices that one of the cultist is beginning to recognize him from a previous situation at a camp. Zanlin, remaining inconspicuous, notices at every break the cultist is staring him down.

Zanlin offers the two beauties to hop on a horse with him and Trageon. Trageon also noticed that the female gnome has taken interest in him.

Night sets in on Day 50 and the communal fire is the place to be. Guard approaches Zanlin about using his pan flute. Zanlin respectfully declines, but guard struggles accepting No for an answer. Zanlin tells him, “when you deem yourself worthy on the battlefield, you can blow my flute.”

Zanlin’s excitement for the evening was just beginning. Trageon, smarter than Zanlin, turns down an opportunity with the two beautiful, voluptuous sisters, but Zanlin thinks with the wrong head. Arietta and Zelina lead Zanlin into the wooded tree line on the outskirts of the communal fire. Heavy petting begins, but that’s as far as the fun gets with Zanlin. He leans in for a kiss and a grope, but instead gets hit with a stab to the gut! Zelina punches at Zanlin, but grazes the side oh his face. Zanlin, completely surprised, gets overpowered and manhandled by Arietta. She sticks a rag in his mouth trying to prevent him from alerting the others. Zanlin, after a struggle, breaks loose, removes the rag, screams help, and runs back to the fire.

Zanlin, casts cure light wounds on himself to stop the bleeding. He briefs the people at the fire. The pan flute playing guard offers to go with him to find the sisters trying to prove his worth. Zanlin declines.

The next morning the female gnome rushes to Trageon and warns him to not eat the oatmeal. She puts her dagger into his bowl of oatmeal and pulls out a curled bone sliver and stated how it could be lethal if swallowed. Trageon thanks her for saving his life. Jemna, female gnome, states to the party that she’d like to have regular meetings around her fire when necessary. She informed the party that they’re on the same side, but worn for different people. She looks at them and says, “Cult of Dragon must be stopped!”

After realizing the party, at this time, doesn’t know a whole lot Jemna informs them that the male human wearing robes that got on at Daggerford is a member of the “Red Wizard of Thay” organization, which aren’t thought of positively.

Later that night, Tristal the pan flute playing guard and Zanlin perform a concert for the caravan. After collecting 3gp for their efforts, Zanlin shares 1gp with Tristal, only enticing him more to blow Zanlin’s flute.

Next night Tristal purchases Zanlin’s pan flute for 1gp and a favor

The morning of Day 54 members of the caravan are woken to a commotion at a cultist’s wagon. People gather around to notice a dead cultist with a puncture wound in his back.

Cultist: “This man was murdered! He was killed by a rapier and I accuse you!” as he points at Zanlin. A verbal battle takes place between Zanlin and the accusing cultist. Zanlin proclaims his innocence.

“Red Wizard of Thay” asks for any witnesses and no one steps up. He states that since there isn’t any witnesses we must give the man the benefit of the doubt. The cultist, steaming mad, looks into Zanlin’s eyes, grits his teeth and says,“This isn’t over!”

Ebon, a skilled and trained investigator, checks the area out and confirms that footprints aren’t Zanlin’s and the wound is a puncture.

Day 60: The Caravan arrives at Waterdeep

Party receives payment for services rendered…

Green Imsa shares information with Ebon

Jemna finds the party an Inn

Helm, morphing into a Hawk, follows the cultists to a warehouse. The warehouse has a sign the says “Highroad Charter Co.”

Helm notices a cart filled with building supplies and another cart arriving from the south, totaling 5 carts in all.

The party approach the Caravan trying to latch on as guards to continue to try and infiltrate the cultists. Tanvir, Trageon, Ebon, Mara, and Jemna agree to provide their services for 5gp per 10day.

Zanlin purchased a “very fine” pan flute in Waterdeep

Zanlin goes into disguise and for the remainder of this summary will be referred to as Rhub Arbstark.

Rhub Arbstark, latches on to the caravan as a guard, and introduces himself to the party.

The new caravan, lead by Ardred Briferhew, is traveling with:

  • 2 dozen labored
  • 10 wagons
  • 12 guards (including Pole)

Ardred informs the caravan that the work camp is 200 miles up the coast.

The first couple of days the caravan travels with no interruptions, but on the morning of the 3rd day the caravan pulls off the side of the road at a wooded area.
The party is surprised and confronted by 2 8ft green creatures with long hair and long claws. Rhub is dropped when he is hit with a flurry of claws and topped off with a bite. A second creature attacks Tanvir hit him with claws seriously damaging him.

Pole leads the party off with a tiny dagger scraping the creature identified as a troll.
Ebon, with the ring of lightning bolt, puts a serious hurting on the second troll. Helm cures Rhub with a spell and Rhub cures himself.

Troll #1 crits Pole with those deadly claws, dropping him…yet again!

Mara uses her two attacks wisely on Troll #2 hitting him twice and dropping him.

Troll #1 not giving up, fights back dropping Tanvir with a claw and ferocious bite.

Rhub, making the most of his opportunity, revitalizes Tanvir with a Healing Word.

Mara, responsible for dropping Troll #2, proves to be the hero of the battle critting the remaining troll on her second attack, dropping the worthy adversary.

Rhub revives Pole…yet again!

Party sets up camp and takes a long rest after a demanding battle with the trolls

Joe wallers in his shit

Party arrives at the “Mere of Dead Man”, a swampy area around noon the next day. At the end of the day, the caravan arrives at the work camp.

The party notices that wagons are taken in 1 by 1. They also notice a half-Orc named Bog Luck, leader of Dragon Cult, is marking the cultists boxes and taking them to a different location within the warehouse.

Helm, morphs into a rat, and scurries through the Roadhouse at work camp and investigates. He finds that building supplies are in the other warehouse. Some other words overheard from cultists’ room are:

  • Bog Luck
  • Lizard folk
  • Strong room
  • Tunnel

Ebon and Helm, still a rat devise a plan to infiltrate the strong room. Ebon goes invisible and the lock to the strong room doesn’t present much of a challenge as he picks it with no troubles. Once inside the strong room, they investigate and find:

  • half of the cargo put in there is gone
  • crate nailed to wood on the floor
  • trap door under the crate
    1. Trap door leads into a slimy, dripping tunnel
    2. 4 Lizard Folk enter room, pick up one box, and head back into the tunnel.
Session 9: Pan Flute Playoff
Pan Flute Playoff

The group has been through many harrowing moments the last few weeks and it looks as though things will continue as they return to Greenst with the the dragon eggs in tow. After much inspection by town officials the group split up the gold from the sale of the eggs. Leosin Erlanther, the monk, convinces the group to accompany him to Elturel to meet his good friend, Unthar Flune, Dwarven Paliden in the Order of the Gauntlet. It is at this time it finally comes to light that the monk is a member of the secretive Harpers.

Early the next morning, the 6 adventurers, set out with the monk and his man servant on the 6 day journey to Elturel. The trip is peaceful as the group gets to know each other better and relax somewhat. As they approach Elturel, they are amazed by the large glowing globe that is in constant suspension above the settlement, lighting the sky.

They finally find the Tavern where they will find Unthar, the “Black Antlers”. As we enter we can here the loud and boisterous Unthar holding court with two tables as he tells a tale of his adventers. He notices Tregeon as the twos’ eyes meet and they simply nod at one another. After reporting that Cyanwrath breathes no longer the dward and monk retire to the next room to discuss the situation. Before he leaves Unthar sees to it that the group is fed and waited on. Zanlin wins a few coins at the cards as the group kicks back to relax the evening, waking to meet with Unthar over breakfast as a few of the members take the opportunity to clean up.

The group is informed that the cult is taking a caravan to Bauldar’s Gate to meet up and head to Waterdeep. We are informed that for the prize of a 1200 gp valued ruby we need to infiltrate the caravan and meet up with a contact in Bauldar’s Gate, by the name of Ackyn Selebon, an equipment salesman in the north gate district.

It will be a 4 day trip by boat up the Chionthat River. As the group boards their passage boat called the “Long Snapper”. Zanlin comments on how he has been told he has one too.
On the 3rd day of the trip, the group encounters a trio of Ogres who require a toll to pass under their bridge. After some bluffing Zanlin gets the price down to 50 GP and the group travels on.

The group arrive at Bauldar’s Gate and quickly make contact with their man, Selebon, who informs them that they will need to fit in to get hired on by people in the caravan. We gather our 40 days of rations and realize that not all the people in the caravan are cultist.

Trageon gets hired on for 1GP a day by an odd man transporting a wagon full of dirt and a gargoyle. He lets no one near the wagon.

Helm gets hired on by a man named Bayde, for 1GP a day, who has a mobile bar with evening entertainment. He is very cruel to his animals.

Zanlin gets hired on by an obese man, Zamerdag, transporting fine porcelain for 12GP per 10 days, He has a second guard who is well over 7 feet tall simply referred to as the “Pole”

Tanvir gets hired by a man with birds for 5 GP every 10 days while Mara hires on with a family of 5 for 10 GP for the entire trip.

Ebon meets a green woman, both unable to find employment. They decide to travel together in hopes of getting hired later.

Zanlin recognizes some cultist who buy 3 wagons, a total of 9 men. They turn all away from their wagons.

Making about 15-20 miles a day the first 10 days will be the roughest. The group comes across a group of over 200 followers of Lovithar, goddess of pain. The caravan pushes through as some of the cultist want members of the group to beat them.

Around 3:00 PM on the 10th day the caravan is attacked by 3 eagle like creatures who kill several guards including “Pole”. Five guards who approached the caravan a few days before looking for pay hide under a wagon. Mara is able to rescue the small boy of the family she is employed by as Zanlin puts one of the creatures asleep. The group wins the day as Zanlin berates the guards, causing them to leave.

As the caravan reorganizes, Zanlin gets his lute out and begins to sing a song of rest Helm aids the wounded. The next 6 days are uneventful as the caravan travel on. On the night of the 17th day, as everyone gathers around the communal fire one of the guards picks up Zanlin’s flute and begins to playit and dance around, much to Zanlin’s displeasure. He challenges Zanlin to a Pan Flute playoff to which Zanlin accepts and wins. The guard exits still saying how much he likes Zanlin’s flute.

The caravan comes across a man by the name of Jasper Amoffel, buried in the ground up to his neck who claims to be a good friend of the monk.

With the rain pouring down, on the 20th night the caravan comes across a weigh station Inn. The keeper says the inn is full but their is only 5 people inside. After continual insults a Mara & Ebon are drawn into a fight with the robed figure and 4 guards. Quickly the rest of the party joins in and after a tough battle The robed man is finally finished off as Tregeon cuts down the sergeant, as he threw his hands in the air. The caravan spends the night inside the inn as they find out the snobbish group had forged papers. Helm takes this time to convince Bayde to treat his mounts better.

The next morning the caravan sets out early with the smell of rain in the air. Days 21 to 25 go uneventful when on the morning of the 26t day Zanlin notices his flute is missing. He confronts the guard, who quickly denies any involvement. The guard falls as Zanlin swiftly kicks him in the privates and retrieves his flute.
The group wakes up to start it’s 27th day on the road as Zanlin still fumes over his flute.

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