A closer look - Dm Ian d20=2 Tuesday April 13th, 2004 7:00:11 PM
The party gathers up the rods from Ash's corpse, and makes sure their enemies are all deceased. Then, the group rejoins in a small huddle about thirty feet from the front of the temple to discuss various topics.
Looking over the fallen treant, it appears that even being of the slender local tree variety, it must weight at least a ton and a half, perhaps a bit more.
Examining the rods, both are about three feet long, smooth carved and decorated on their front ends with intricate carvings of magical sigils. The work is clearly too fine to have been done by treant... limbs. In fact, Nonam suspects it may have been elven work, but how such things got into the hands of Ash may never be known. Both radiate strong, non-specific magical aura. Neither rod looks to be sturdy enough to serve as a hand to hand weapon.
(Paduak is a heavy jungle hardwood, heavier than oak, orange-golden in color, with dark metallic streaking along the grain.)
Picking up the rods, Nonam and Jandar immediately sense their magical abilities extended through the rods. The white oak rod Jandar holds is a normal metamagic rod of Quicken Spell, but it has already been used three times today, and is out of power. The golden paduak rod Nonam holds is a normal metamagic rod of Maximize Spell, that has only been used once this far today.
Checking the map, Gareth confirms that the restored temple is indeed the site listed on the drow map. Looking over the structure, Jandar cannot recognize any of the religious glyphs as being from any modern religion. Jandar also sees that no one besides himself and the fallen mad treant is injured. The mad treant is stable, but unconscious and badly burned by lightning.
Discussion and examination is then interrupted, by a voice coming from the temple. It sounds like a human male calling from just down the staircase, young, but with a strong, trained tenor.
"As foretold, our curse has been lifted! The prophecy had us expecting mighty wyrms and foul weather, but we welcome you, noble heroes, into the Temple of Eternal Life!"
Nonam Tuesday April 13th, 2004 7:57:30 PM About time we found something besides a sword.
Then the voice pulls Nonam from his inspection of the rod.
"Well, that sounds too easy, but I suppose we have to go down there."
Gareth Tuesday April 13th, 2004 8:45:37 PM
The warrioreyes the temple suspiciously. "Jandar, can you tell if there is evil here? Anything?".
Jandar 4d8(4+7+8+6)+16=41 Wednesday April 14th, 2004 2:15:22 AM
Jandar nods at Gareth's request and says,"I'll need a few minutes to do a couple of other things as well. Please make sure I'm not interrupted." He then casts 'detect evil'.
After his spell is cast, he moves to the unconscious treant and says,"Well, since Gareth can't lift you, and you don't seem to be going anywhere soon, let's see if we can fix what ails you."
He stands there, stock still, deeply concentrating for a few minutes, communing with Domi, then he stretches out both hands to lay on the treants trunk and casts 'Greater Restoration', hoping to cure the madness.
He takes a moment to clear his mind again after finishind, without waiting to see the result, and goes right back into casting. This time he casts 'Cure Critical Wounds' on the treant, with full faith in Domi that he can even heal wood.
When finished, he takes a depp breath, goes to his knees, rather tired from the battle and all of the magic he has cast, and just sits there, apparently either in prayer, or about to fall asleep...it's hard to tell which.
Onrad Wednesday April 14th, 2004 9:18:46 AM
Onrad puts his hand on Jandar's shoulder as he recovers lending him what strength he can through the touch of another.
"Take your time Jandar. We can wait a bit."
Onrad's eyes remain on the treant, hoping against hope that it can be healed and restored.
"Guys do you realize how valuable this treant is? He's proved himself noble. And we need an ally who understands this angry forest. Someone who can help us learn to coexist with it. Help us find ways to travel amongst it without upsetting it and it lashing back at us and the city."
Nonam Wednesday April 14th, 2004 2:14:09 PM
The mage mutters under his breath, "Except he's mad as a hatter."
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (20 min used); Cat's Grace 6+ rounds); Shield (3+ rounds); GMW to Bow (3+ rounds); AC: 34 front, 38 back; HP: 85) Wednesday April 14th, 2004 8:43:49 PM
"Wyrms and foul weather indeed," Jus says with a wary chuckle, wondering if this temple comes with its very own oracle.
Keeping an eye on the entrance downward, Jus awaits Jandar's expert administration.
"Again I must say," Jus tells everyone as he watches Jandar do his magic, "we have been truly blessed and honored by this man's arrival. Domi must be watching over us right now."
A laying of hands - Dm Ian Wednesday April 14th, 2004 9:58:21 PM
Admist the witty banter, Jandar's first prayer detects no evil about the temple edifice, or the staircase. The speaker is hidden from site, and is not visible for scanning. Neither rod detects as evil.
The cure critical prayer takes effect on the fallen treant immediately, closing its wounds, and slowly bringing the laying treant back to consciousness. The greater restoration prayer also takes effect, surrounding the treant with a powerful white pulsing aura that erases the blue tinge before fading away. The entire casting takes some ten minutes.
(Eleven minutes in total pass.)
The treant groans deeply, and begins to whisper, tired and weak.
"Its been so long, but you, priest of courage, you have redeemed me. It has been so long since the madness came upon us all, even before I knew of Ash, and his rituals of blood."
"Its all gone, all the confusion, pain and terror. Thank you", says the grateful treant.
Then, without opening its eyes, it speaks again. "I will do what I can here for you and yours. It is all I can do to repay you."
The lilting music from the temple continues, and is joined by the smell of a food being cooked over an open flame.
Gareth Thursday April 15th, 2004 6:29:25 AM
The warrior shrugs at all the results "I suppose we should go and speak to the caretakers of the temple...". He waits for the others and proceeds up the stairs.
Nonam Thursday April 15th, 2004 8:42:52 AM
"Well, get to know me Domi. Now, can we go downstairs before I get that blasted tune stuck in my head for all eternity?"
Onrad Thursday April 15th, 2004 9:24:46 AM
Onrad slaps Nonam on the back...well a bit rather too hard and says, "Always the treasure chest half empty with you, isn't it Nonam? Cheer up old fella. Something bad is bound to happen soon and then you can be happy!"
He smiles at the treant. "Glad you're back with us friend. So now that you're back to normal, What's your name? I didn't catch it."
Then whistling the happy tune from below, just to bug Nonam, he pronounces, "Ready friends?" and decends a few of the temple steps pausing for the others to catch up.
Addinein Thursday April 15th, 2004 12:48:51 PM
Thinking about all that transpired here, Addinein states, "One might think that the city got moved here on purpose. What with these events going on before we got here. The amount of stuff we have yet to discover.
This temple is at least better than what was here. Let us see what else we can learn, or be told."
(ooc sorry for missed posts. hard work day, where I had to recover from 2 bad mistakes. :( :) )
An offering of reason - DM Ian Thursday April 15th, 2004 9:52:23 PM
The treant remains supine, and whispers, "I am Angrim. Once you go within, I will travel from this place quickly. I will seek clean water, and allies, and await your word."
The group then mounts the steps, lead by Onrad and Gareth. The raised dias leads up to a fifteen foot wide, twelve foot tall staircase leading down at a 30 degree incline into the earth. About twenty feet down stand two youthful human males clad in sky blue short robes decorated with emerald vine embroidery. They are blond and blue eyed, with chiseled features and limbs.
The two give ground as the party comes downward the first few steps. The lead man smiles, and says, "I greet you to the Temple, prophecied ones. I am to tell you that our honored abbott is still awakening from the curse, but that he has a message for you, from the founder of our order. Will you come within, and hear this message?"
They retreat to the bottom of the forty foot staircase, into the beginning of an opulently furnished, apparently spherical room. The entire details cannot be seen from the party's current position, but the tapestries and rugs visible so far are lavish and bright with color.
The music lilts from further into the main room, as does the smell of food cooking.
Jandar Friday April 16th, 2004 1:19:31 AM
Jandar reddens in apparent embarrassment again at the compliments. He says quietly,"Thank you. I'm not used to such....praise. With the Gold Dragons, it was just expected I suppose. But it's good to be here."
Before he heads down the stairs, he takes one final glance back at the treant and says,"Be well. Domi has blessed you this day to aid you in helping this forest. I don't know how long we'll be here, but I hope you can make things right here in your home."
Lagging behind, he follows the group down the stairs and listens to the monks.
Gareth Friday April 16th, 2004 7:37:37 AM
The warrior acknowledges the treant's offer. "It's ggod to have allies. We will indeed send word when the time is right. Thank you for your help."
As they approach the entrance and are greeted he smiles at the invitation. "We would be honored to met your abbott and hear the message.". He enters as beckoned but remain skeptical that there could be any prophecy about them...
Nonam Friday April 16th, 2004 9:32:24 AM
The smell of cooking food just doesn't seem quite right to Nonam, and he stays alert as the party enters the temple. As they move forward, he gives the building the once over with his arcane sight.
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) Friday April 16th, 2004 9:32:45 AM
Laughing lightly as Jandar almost blushes, Jus slaps him on the back in comradary. Jus tries to maintain his happiness as they approach the opening and head downward to be greeted by the inhabitants.
His curiosity is in overdrive, now. Especially with talk of prophecy's and broken curses. However, the comments of shadows and fangs still drifts through Jus' mind, keeping him on edge.
Jus examines the tapestries and rugs, hoping they can reveal a bit of the history of this place. He tries to ignore the food. Unfortunately, it has been quite a while since he's eaten, and much longer since he's had anything but jerky and trail rations. His mouth waters as the smells build.
Out of respect, Jus keeps all his weapons sheathed and otherwise put away, but his stance is far from relaxed. There has been too many twists and turns lately to let him completely drop his guard.
As Jus wanders, listens, and waits, he always has one hand resting on the blue dagger given him by the drow.
Onrad Friday April 16th, 2004 11:12:45 AM
Onrad listens to Jandar, especially his statement about how his behavior is simply expected by the Gold Dragons. Well I think these guys have been without a cleric for a time after Tericus left. So they appreciate what a fine cleric brings to a group. Plus, us Storms haven't had it as easy as the golds in many ways. They were the first of this generation to be chosen, and received all the accolades of rejuvenating the Consortium and taking it to new heights, which they deserve.
"However, that has also meant that any other groups coming in their wake were doomed to be in their shadow and not have access to the same resources and opportunities."
He pauses to let that sink in.
Then he nods to the clerics and begins to follow.
Softly and privately to Addenein, Onrad says, "Hmm....I was expecting a lich in here. This all seems.....too easy somehow."
Addinein Friday April 16th, 2004 11:20:03 AM
Before Angrim can leave, Addinein comments, "We have heard about some liches in the area. Though we are not sure as to exactly where they are."
Keeping an eye out on the others, Addinein follows down to the apparent underground chamber.
Whispering to Onrad, "There seems to be a lot going on in this jungle. It remains to be seen whether this is considered too quiet. I would still be interested in getting one that is familiar with the blood that Angrim talked about, to come around and make sure this area is unaffected as such."
The Antechamber of the Temple - Dm Ian d20+17=25 d20+17=19 d20+16=18 d20+16=21 Friday April 16th, 2004 7:55:42 PM
Looking around, Nonam sees no magical aura on the temple itself. Gazing at the two monks, he sees a number of overlapping faint magical auras on the first, of the conjuration, abjuration, and alteration schools. Looks like a full defensive spell up. So much for trust.
Entering the room at the bottom of the stairs, the group finds themselves in what appears to be a forty foot sphere with the lower ten feet or so filled in. The ceiling is thirty feet up, and there are four great steel valves spaced evenly room (at 2'oclock, 5 o'clock, 7 o'clock, and 10 o'clock, with the stairs at 6 o'clock.)
The ceiling is mostly obscured by colorful tapestries hanging in a billowing spread from several points, and chains with glowing crystals descending from those fixtures. On the far side of the room, there is a modest altar adorned with cut flowers, still fresh and vibrant with the colors of the jungle.
The two monks move to the center of the room, turn, and bow in unison to the group. At this, there is a silver flash between them and the altar, and a third human appears.
He is a bit older, perhaps forty, and is clad in a much more ornate, formal robe. It is sky blue, and adorned with a mountain on the right shoulder, and descending, swirling embroidered lines. He wears no apparent holy symbol, device, armor, or weaponry. Nonam detects no magical effects from him. The man looks up, a broad smile accentuating lines around his green eyes, and sparse brown hair.
"Ahh... greetings. I am the Abbott here. I greet you, Storm Dragons, with seriousness. I have waited a long time to impart to you the message I have been entrusted with. I must ask your forebearance, however. The message may disturb you, and I would not have this place marred with violence."
(Spot, Sense Motive, Knowledge: Religion checks... up to you.)
Nonam d20+10=29 Friday April 16th, 2004 10:15:13 PM
"Don't worry. If there's violence here, we won't be the ones to start it."
(knowledge religion=29)
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) d20-1=10 Saturday April 17th, 2004 11:46:35 AM
Jus listens patiently, wondering what tricks the abbott has up his sleeves. [Sense Motive = 10, 12 if abbot is human]
Meanwhile, Jus will continue examining his surroundings, checking for more of the abbott's "helpers" that may be around.
Gareth d20=11 Sunday April 18th, 2004 11:50:30 PM
The warrior smiles to the abbott and uses all of his diplomacy to try and make a good impression. "We thank you for your hospitality. We have sensed no evil here and see no reason for violence of any kind.". He thinks to Max "Hey bud, what do you think of this guy? Is he for real or is he hiding something?".
Addinein d20=7 d20=12 d20=20 Monday April 19th, 2004 10:15:28 AM
Wondering what the abbot could mean, Addinein just stares and waits for the abbot to decide if he's going to deliver the message. Being ever the realist, Addinein will eventually glance around their surroundings to judge where the best advantage points are, and to judge whether there might be any kind of ambush.
(ooc not in front of character sheet. long weekend of handbell playing. Slept a LOT longer than anticipated. No time to look up sheet. rolled unmodified numbers in case they were needed)
Onrad d20+16=35 Monday April 19th, 2004 1:39:05 PM
Onrad listens intently watching the room instead of the speaker. He never had been a good judge of people's intentions. But he was good at spoting the truth of something by seeing if the environment of a situation matches the person and his message. So this he does.
[Search for anything out of place in this situation. +16 adjustment makes for a 35 search check.]
The message delivered - Dm Ian Tuesday April 20th, 2004 1:24:55 AM
Max replies telepathically to Gareth, "Everything in here is shielded from contact and scrying. I'd guess non-detection on everyone. There is something about the room itself, though."
Onrad sees that everything seems fine, except for one very tiny detail. There is a faint puff of a breeze from the staircase behind you, yet, the tapestries hanging from the ceiling, thin and ephemeral as they are, are not moving in time with the breeze.
The Abbott clears his throat, and begins, his voice stately and trained.
"One hundred years ago, the founder of our order had his first vision. It was a sprawling, epic view of what his life could become, and how he could bring much needed change to the Wold. The vision not only revealed a path he could walk to greatness, but that such an endeavor cannot happen alone, in a void."
"Over the following years, each of the components to his path he committed to one of his allies gathered from far and strange places. Each of the allies listened first to the message of eternal life, and then heard their place in the path to be walked. Suffice it to say that each was given a task."
"My task was to find the Storm Dragons, and explain to them the section of the vision that pertained to the Master, and them."
"I was told to impart that the path to greatness is an act of diplomacy as much as striving, of partnership as much as standing alone when no one else will do what is needed. It is this that the vision revealed about your group, that the Storm Dragons and the Master are enterwined, their fates walking the same road."
"Yet, visions have a way of framing multiple paths. Too easily could a misunderstanding turn a partnership into a rivalry. Too quickly can enemies turn potential allies against one another. Thus, in diplomacy and towards partnership, I am sent with information to aid your people, and an offer of aid, both in personnel and resources."
"Your town is about to be attacked from the inside, a shadowy wyrm deciding his time to replace your leaders and carve his own bloody niche. The Master is willing to render you aid in this matter to show his assistance, his goodwill."
"I am urged to ask you to put aside what you may have been told in the past, and ask you to consider the values of partnership into the future, to walk the path of visions, and indeed, be aided to finding your visions of epic achievement. Such a path cannot be walked by any one person or group. It can only be achieved in the context of ones allies and enemies."
"I ask you, would you accept this most generous offer by the Master Morlas?"
Jandar Tuesday April 20th, 2004 1:58:01 AM
Jandar, who has been silent up until now, asks Nonam quietly, since Gareth is engaged in the conversation,"Why does the name Morlas ring a bell with me?"
Gareth Tuesday April 20th, 2004 6:16:11 AM
"So Morlas wants to talk... Yes, we know about the wyrm, he offers nothing we don't already have. The last time we dealt with Morlas he was in league with those attempting to destroy the Wold. He was responsible for many, many deaths.". To Jandar he say "Morlas is a lich. The room and these beings are shielded by non-detection. They are liches too - I think...". The warrior does not draw his weapon but prepares for battle. "So, my good abbott. What would Morlas propose? Why does he not seek to kill us anymore? What help does he wish to offer?".
Onrad Tuesday April 20th, 2004 9:20:45 AM
"Yes, even I, far away heard of our dealings with Morlas in the past."
Onrad says nothing else letting those who were there then make the decisions.
"Hmm....why is there a breeze coming down the stairway, yet the tapestries in here do not move? Nonam? Methinks we should "GREATLY DISPELL" any thoughts of proceeding blindly."
Nonam (HP128, AC29, SR19, fly, stoneskin (145), POE(elec120), shapechange) Tuesday April 20th, 2004 10:57:15 AM
Nonam hovers a few inches off the ground as he sizes up the "abbott."
"Onrad, if I cast that down here, you aren't going to like what you see." He looks over at the abbott, "Is he?"
Then the wizard casts shapechange on himself, but he retains his own form... for now.
The heart of the matter - Dm Ian d20+19=34 d20+19=22 Tuesday April 20th, 2004 7:26:04 PM
The Abbott flicks his eyes to Nonam when Nonam begins his spell, but raises his hand, apparently recognizing the spell being prepared.
The Abbott states, "Any additional spells cast will taken as a sign of aggressive action. We have an opportunity to reach an accord."
"The events last year were not willing decisions undertaken by all, surely you can appreciate that. My Master recognizes that the Storm Dragons as a group are tied to his fate, and vice versa. He suggests that there are foes you have accumulated, and others unknown to you that could be common enemies."
"He also knows that the visions do not lie. The Storms must be either opposed or aligned, and he is not a being who appreciates mystery. He asks, do you truly need another enemy, or as rational beings, can you find a way, the courage required to become part of something greater."
The Abbott then whispers, "There is a storm coming, that does not care about the differences between us. Morlas offers a common alliance against it."
Nonam's question is apparently ignored.
Addinein Tuesday April 20th, 2004 8:19:30 PM
"I was not personally involved when your group was approached for my family. But did you not have to overcome certain tendencies, in order to begin a relationship with my family?
The personage here brings up a valid point. Who is the worse enemy to have?
Granted, I will not wager that we may come to blows in the future. Or that there might be something preserved now for future use against us, because it is not ready now.
This may be related to another matter that we have not had time to look into. This would make that matter an inconvenience."
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) Tuesday April 20th, 2004 9:40:53 PM
Jus follows the conversation easily. His skin crawls with a slight reddening of cheeks at the mention of Morlas. He nods in agreement as his suspicions are confimed regarding some type of illusion magic in work.
"You've got to be joking," Jus says at talk of aligning with a Liche. He looks over his shoulder, to make sure he's not about to be backstabbed. This is too unbelievable. Then again... Jus was just wondering about the black dragon; that it could be good, if it was raised right. Furrowing his brow, Jus can't help but wonder if these thoughts were his honestly, were the Abott's influencing him, or were his but are being leveraged by the Abott.
Either way, it almost doesn't matter. Morlas is not a baby with his future in front of him. A pact with that liche is a pact with evil.
Jus becomes completely confused when Addinein speaks, wishing there was a better, more private time that the group could talk. It appears Addinein may have a lot of relevant information regarding their current situation. Instead, he manages a "Huh?", complete with an exaggerated confused expression.
Jandar Tuesday April 20th, 2004 11:53:12 PM
Jandar listens to them all, then responds to Jus,"Even though it goes against everything we've ever experienced, the Gold Dragons allied with Parnoth, the embodiment of evil in the form of a great grren dragon, in order to help win the great war against the forces of Marteaus.
While I despise the thought that we might need assistance from such a creature as a lich, certainly this threat, if indeed there really is one, is more important than destroying one abomination, such as Morlas. If he turns against us, we simply detroy him. But I'm good with whatever you all decide, as I'm new around here and it won't hurt my feelings to end such a beasts's afterlife for good."
Before speaking, Jandar's hand has inched, ever so slowly to be ready to pull his warhammer, in case a fight breaks out. His hand now rests comfortably on his weapon hilt, not sure of how Gareth and the ever unpredictable Nonam will respond.
Onrad Wednesday April 21st, 2004 9:34:01 AM
"I see your point Abbott."
Onrad wonders about a Lich seeing visions. Isn't that usually a religious kind of thing? Strange that. Exceedingly strange.
"Who is this enemy? We're gonna need a bit more information before we agree to some sort off temporary alliance. Assurances too. Put your full offer on the table.
"The only way to earn our good faith in this is with you being forthcoming. If I am right, when Parnoth and the Gold Dragons joined forces, they told each other the truth and shared all information during that short time that they worked together for their common goal."
Onrad takes a slightly more agressive stance to indicate that he doesn't want to play more games here than is necessary.
Onrad also is kinda sensing that this Abbot has his own game to play which might not be the same one as Morlas.
Nonam (HP128, AC29, SR19, fly, stoneskin (145), POE(elec120), shapechange) Wednesday April 21st, 2004 11:11:19 AM
"I'm going to need a little more to go on than the threat of a common enemy. As I recall, Morlas was one of Marteaus' generals during the War of Ascension. He led the undead assault on Plateau City, and he killed Loren Kennither, my friend. So, offer something tangible instead of talk of visions and hidden enemies, or my part in this conversation is over."
Nonam pauses and continues, "And I'll give you a place to start, the drow approached us to wage war on you. That seemed like a good idea at the time, and in exchange, they offered us trade deals and a map that shows the Floating City's new location. They offered a concrete discussion that I understand and not veiled words about visions. So, I'll need something specific before I come to trust that fiend Morlas."
Counterpoint - Dm Ian d20=17 d20=6 d20=14 Wednesday April 21st, 2004 6:07:47 PM
As the party gradually moves hands towards weapons, and otherwise assumes a position of readiness, the two monks very slowly bend their knees and slide down into a solid defensive stance, their hands remaining at their sides. They give the impression of being coiled springs, ready to leap into a battle.
(Jus, feel free to take a disbelief save if you like.)
Jandar finds his gaze drawn by the altar across the room. The worn carvings on the simple stone shrine are out of place with the vibrantly recovered etchings elsewhere. The shrine is unrecognizable to Jandar's studies. For just a moment, the view of the shrine is replaced by the image of a man kneeling in prayer before an altar of Alemi. The man is definately human, wearing a mail coif and hauberk. His face is framed by red hair and sideburns, and greyish underclothes peek out from beneath his mail. Finally, not one, but two holy symbols lay around his neck, Alemi, and Teresalia.
The Abbott shoots back at Nonam, "The reason is simple. The drow are even now making alliances with the Black Dragons back at their trade camp. These are no mere commerce agreements... they include provisions for the support of Lathiese in the Floating City government, the Black Dragons in their feud against you, as well as information about the dark elven army which will shortly emerge onto the surface."
"Master Morlas is willing to stand with the surface forces against the dark elves, including assaulting the drow supply lines as they make war on the surface, and having certain key drow leaders assassinated. He is willing to supply a teleport key for the Black Dragon consortium castle that will bypass their physical and magical security. He is willing to offer two of his Chosen for a combined forces destruction of the wyrm Lathiese."
"What say you to this offer?" says the Abbott, looking to each of the group assembled before him.
Gareth Thursday April 22nd, 2004 12:07:11 AM
Listening to the comments the warrior states "And in return for this help - assuming, of course, it is enough - what does your Lord and Master seek in return? I am perfectly willing to fight fire with fire but only if it is the best course of action.". He wonders if killing the crazed treants was the correct action.
Jandar d20+17=25 Thursday April 22nd, 2004 1:54:55 AM
Jandar ponders his short vision for a moment, then is brought from his reverie with the proclamation of the drow.
He takes a moment to choose his words carefully, due to the present company,"My friends, unfortunately not all of any race can be trusted. While we can certainly trust Addenein and his family, I feel the drow have attempted to lead us down a path of their choosing, and not necessarily one of our benefit, nor the benefit of Floating City.
While they did give us information and a map, I distrust their intentions. They conveniently told us about the lich issue in the area, but only because they want them exterminated. I have met few drow I would trust, but I don't believe that these monks could utter lies of any magnitude in a temple of Alemi, especially one that has been here for so long.
However, I am not suggeting agreeing to this deal. I am merely stating my previous experience with drow, other than our friend's family. The drow and the Black Drudges make a good pairing, I fear. And if they have a weapon to fight liches, then I understand their is more happening here than meets the eye."
Jandar takes a close look at the abbott, to see if, without the red hair, the image he saw and the abbott could possibly be one and the same.(spot 25)
(Jandar realizes that the image could not possibly be the Abbott... too many differences in facial structure, bearing, accoutrements, etc. He also realizes that the altar before him is not the same altar as in his vision. Two different places. - Dm Ian
Nonam (HP128, AC29, SR19, fly, stoneskin (145), POE(elec120), shapechange) d20+17=36 Thursday April 22nd, 2004 9:50:48 AM
Nonam looks to the abbott and tries to relax just a bit, "I believe you, but I do have one concern, my fine fellow. I believe the drow approach us and plot behind our backs. I also believe Lathiese is a grave threat, and I can see that an alliance between a great black dragon, an army of drow, and the Black Bladders together constitute a grave threat. But what of Morlas? What does he plot behind our backs? What does he stand to gain? What does he want in return? And what type of aid does he offer us?"
"Also, understand that I'm not merely trying to be belligerent. I bring these issues up because we would like to reach an accord here. It's not every day one of your enemies approaches you about an alliance, and I hope you'll understand our need for caution."
(diplomacy=36)
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) d20+8=22 Thursday April 22nd, 2004 9:57:55 AM
"When did Morlas have these vision? And Gareth has the best point in all this, what does Morlas want in return?"
Jandar's words register, but Jus can't quite believe that these filthy undead could live in a temple dedicated to Alemi.
[Will disbelief = 22]
Addinein (by Jerry fm Todd) Thursday April 22nd, 2004 10:02:46 AM
"So it's a choice of the lessor of two evils then. A choice of which can be trusted further than the other. Drow by their inherent nature backstab each other. They won't think twice about manipulating us into neutrality while they cement their deals with our other enemies, the dragon and the blacks.
"However, most lich are lawful. They appreciate the need for alliances and the danger of breaking them in the middle of being in interdependant situations. And there is nothing that we need to agree to here concerning what happens between us and Morlas after our alliance concludes whenever that turns out to be.
"I say we consider allying with Morlas. However, I'm wondering if Morlas can offer to do more than he's currently offering. It so far seems to be just a small effort on the part of him and his followers. I think they can do more.
"Sweeten the deal abbot. There are 6 of us to convince."
Point for point - Dm Ian Thursday April 22nd, 2004 6:47:05 PM
The Abbott replies to Gareth first, saying, "The achievement of the three points the Master has offered to help with will also forward his own agenda. There is no need to ask for additional compensation at this time."
Then the Abbott turns to Jandar, a faint smile on his lips. "If the dark elves truly have a lich killing weapon, we would be willing to trade a like powered weapon for it. However, you would have to act quickly. I am afraid the dark elf currently in possession of such a weapon will have a very short life span."
(Jandar realizes that the image could not possibly be the Abbott... too many differences in facial structure, bearing, accoutrements, etc. He also realizes that the altar before him is not the same altar as in his vision. Two different places.)
The Abbott then addresses Nonam, saying, "We are discussing the beginning of a mutually beneficial partnership. Perhaps in your cities and schools the word evil has been built up to reflect some sort of absolute that devils adhere to. I assure you, most reasoning beings are entirely more complex than a single standard. What do any of us want? To live, to prosper, to grow, and see those who wrong us cast down. As for aid, the Master offers a teleport key modified to gain access to the Black Dragon fortress, two Chosen to aid in the destruction of Lathiese, and direct military aid against the dark elves."
Listening, Addinein is struck that anyone as alledgedly informed as this Abbott could speak of the fractious dark elves as a single group. There is more than one city, and each city is far from aligned behind a single banner. To say the 'dark elves' are doing anything is a gross simplification.
Jus carefully scans the environment, noting several small oddities. The tapestries above do not move with the breeze. Moving his boot very gently across the flagstones, he can see no cracks, but it feels as if his boot sole stutters across several. One of the monks moves ever so slightly, but does not cast a shadow on the Abbott's boot. Gathering his will, Jus pushes against the perception of this image, and sees beyond it.
The temple is a smashed, cracked rock chamber, partially overgrown with freshly torn vines. The tapestries above are rotted, and recently cut with some sort of edged implement so that they only hang a uniform ten feet from the ceiling. The two monks are gaunt, rotting humanoid tigers about six feet tall, with clawed hands somehow mounted on backwards. There is nothing but darkness in their eyes, and their fangs are distended. Both wear shimmering spidersilk cloaks, tooled lizardhide belts studded with mithril, and do not breath. The Abbott is simply not there. The figure talking to the group is nothing more than a carefully crafted illusion. The altar behind the Abbott-image is a badly cracked ancient thing, with a clear ring of undisturbed vegetation in a ring about a foot wide about it. The figures barely visible carved into it are reptilian and bipedal, but not familiar to Jus. With the thoroughness that the vegetation elsewhere in this room is mangled, that the vines around this altar are untouched is telling.
Heedless of this revelation, the 'Abbott' smiles and nods to Onrad's points. He replies with, "There are certainly other things that could be offered, but the three items, and the information I have already given you are all that I am empowered to offer at this time. I can take specific requests back to my Master, if you desire."
Nonam Thursday April 22nd, 2004 10:30:55 PM
"You never heard me mention the word "evil." I'm one of those that doesn't believe in it, but I don't trust Morlas either. Even so, I think we can make a common stand against Lathiese, the black dragons, and any army of drow that moves against Floating City."
The wizard nods to Gareth to show his approval of an agreement.
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) Friday April 23rd, 2004 11:30:24 AM We may have a small complication , Jus thinks to himself, wondering how the baby dragon will react to these plans.
Onrad's words strike true. There is a certain logic in aligning with a creature that believes following law is rule.
As he looks around, Jus in able to perceive past the mask of illusion placed on the temple. Strangely, the appearance of these lion-like creatures actually eases his mind a bit. Somewhere, these undead remind him of other creatures he has seen before and the trust he found in these others is hard not to apply to these (no matter how grotesque they are). Jus furrows his brow and gives a slight nod to the beasts. Otherwise, he does not indicate his piercing perception. Jus will tell his comrades about this at a latter time.
For now, it is time to think deeper on this offer. Jus could probably work with Morlas, on limited terms. If it serves a greater good and carried no promises of future debt, it may work.
"Addenien," Jus asks, "is there a way you can contact your family and find out if the Abott's rumors have a basis in truth?"
Onrad d20+16=17 Friday April 23rd, 2004 11:47:56 AM
As Nonam says that he doesn't believe in evil, Onrad's head takes a dip and whips over to look at Nonam.
::What?:: he thinks. ::First Jus carries a black dragon baby and now Nonam doesn't believe in evil? He has to be doing this for show....unless?::
He realizes he's dropped his jaw and closes it slowly. Then he turns his head further to lock eyes with Jandar.
His eyes say, ::Did you just hear that?::
He then, totally ignoring anything the abbott may say, concentrates upon Nonam looking for anything out of place.
[spot check on Nonam. Rolled a 1--failed.]
Jandar Friday April 23rd, 2004 12:07:14 PM
Jandar shrugs to Onrad's unspoken question. He looks a bit surprised and possibly baffled, but doesn't respond.
After a moment, he says,"Well, I suppose a decision is in order then. I guess, we have 3 choices. One, we agree with Morlas. Two, we agree with the drow. Three, we do what we want to do. I'm new around here, but, while I may dislike undead and consider them abominations, I dislike black dragons and the B;ack Dragons even more. And, while I don't trust this Morlas creature, I trust the drow we're dealing with even less.
And Nonam, we'll have a discussion one of these days, if you enjoy a good debate, about the words 'evil' and 'good'. However, today is not the day, I would guess."
Nonam Friday April 23rd, 2004 12:57:10 PM
"I look forward to it Jandar, but I have to warn you, Tericus never managed to convince me."
[Nonam's entry in the Adventurer's Repose even says he doesn't believe in good and evil. It shouldn't surprise Onrad given that's what they used to fight about: esp whether or not witches were evil. :)]
Addinein Friday April 23rd, 2004 1:30:23 PM
"As of right now I'm not sure that my family has had any other contact with any other houses. But something of bigger import is that Morlas, or at least his representatives don't appear to know much about Drowkind. It appears that they may only have encountered the families that we've already spoke too. It seems that have had limited exposure to our kind.
Direct military action on his part might fall short of the mark of what we would want. We should consider military support that is co-ordinated by us, or supports us. But not until further information or scouting can be done.
I would also fathom that we would need the documentation of the Black Dragons alignment with Lathiese so that we may prove at the appropriate time that our actions against the Black Dragons are justified."
Round three,.. talk! - Dm Ian Friday April 23rd, 2004 10:26:53 PM
The Abbott listens to each of the points and replies to Addinein, "I can only offer what I have at this point. If you wish me to carry those terms back to my Master, I can. However, I very much doubt it would be a good idea for our troops and allies to mingle with yours. There are matters of internal intelligence to consider, as well as the differing diets of our peoples."
He then continues with a wry smile, "If you require any proof of the complicity of the Black Dragon consortium and Lathiese, simply cast divinations about the identity of Lathiese's mate. You will have to have something of the wyrms or the mates to have any chance of bypassing their wardings, and it will take multiple casts, but I believe you will find the results... amusing."
"Your decision, Storm Dragons?"
Gareth Saturday April 24th, 2004 7:40:49 AM
The warrior listens carefully to everyone - in cluding the abbott. He asks the abbott "Apparently you know much about this alliance of which you speak. How much time do we have to before they act? We would prefer to have time to verify your claims and speak to our cities leaders before proceding any further. Perhaps we could reconvene later?".
Nonam Saturday April 24th, 2004 11:47:43 PM
Nonam flashes Gareth a look that's intended to suggest that the wizard knows what he's doing. Maybe it suggests the proper sentiment; maybe it just looks like the wizard is crazy.
"For my part, I believe that we should stand with Morlas against this common enemy, but the final decision belongs to Gareth."
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) Sunday April 25th, 2004 5:50:34 PM
"I agree, Nonam," Jus says, "except that we only have Morlas' word that their is a common enemy. He could just be playing on our disdain for the Black Bladders."
Jus listens, deferring to Gareth, but hoping things get settled soon. Instead, Jus starts daydreaming, trying to figure out what the connection between these lion-like characters and Morlas would be. Jandar mentioned Alemi, and the lion-taur Jus once met was an Alemi worshipper, if Jus recalls correctly. Could undead worship Alemi? Is that at all possible?
Addinein Monday April 26th, 2004 12:04:58 PM
"I see the need, and concur that we should follow through on this. I have had my say, and know that we must confer. I leave the final decision up to Gareth."
Addinein's a little worried about some of the details of this plan. But he agrees with Gareth that the party needs time to plan with the city's leadership.
The current situation makes Addinein grow suddenly wistful, as he remembers some of the early adventures with his sister, prior to coming to the surface.
Onrad Monday April 26th, 2004 12:21:49 PM
Onrad finds it amusing that all now defer to Gareth. He had asked earlier when he first appeared who was the leader in combat and no one answered or seemed to know.
Now, however, in a decision requiring cunning and intelligencee, the two smartest and most cunning of the group defer to Gareth. Amazing!
However, he smiles at the loyalty and friendship that implies.
::Good!:: he thinks.
He turns to Gareth smiling and chimes in, "Well boss?"
Jandar d20=15 Monday April 26th, 2004 2:41:30 PM
Jandar shrugs, having said his peace. He continues to look around and concentrates on the alter area while the others hash it out.
An uninvited guest - Dm Ian d20=20 Monday April 26th, 2004 8:07:30 PM
The Abbott nods to Gareth, and says, "I would have to speak to our Master to get recent intelligence on their timetable. We would be happy to meet with you at a later time. Are you capable of the sending spell?"
Any immediate response is interrupted by a cultured male voice calling from up the staircase, just outside. Each of the party members recognizes the voice as Fai'fasal, the drow male they conversed with in the jungle.
"Undeath we might have forgiven. Feeding on the flesh and blood of lessers we could have forgiven. Betrayal, never! Stand forth minions of Morlas, and have the mandate of Jancassis placed upon you!"
This shout is punctuated by a heavy percussive impact on the stone of the temple roof above. The structure creaks, but no serious damage is caused. Both Gareth and Onrad think it may have been a stone from a catapult or trebuchet.
(Any interested parties, please make a sense motive check.)
Jus is the only one who sees the impact open fine cracks in the ceiling of the room, and dust spill down about ten feet to partially outline a wall of force horizontally across the room twenty feet from the floor and just over ten feet below the ceiling. It is unclear whether it covers the whole room or not, but would explain the earlier observation about the breeze not moving the ceiling hung tapestries.
The Abbott snaps his attention back to Gareth and states, "Damned lying drow. Shall we meet soon, or deal with these interlopers together?"
Whilst all this occurs, Jandar begins to feel a resonance with the altar. It is a calm, comforting sensation, subtle and yet convincing. He is sure at a basic level the altar is not evil, although it certainly is not consecrated to Alemi or any of the other current Gods. Perhaps there might be a detail about the construction that is signifigant, if Jandar were to inspect at a closer range?"
Gareth Monday April 26th, 2004 8:48:56 PM
The warrior thinks quickly. "I'd say you have dealt with the drow before and that you have not told us everything regarding your dealings with them. And now they accuse you of double crossing them. Actually, I think that's funny. Drow complaining about being double-crossed... If they wish to do battle with us then I'm not inclined to disappoint them. We'll make them aware of our presence and if they continue then they have decided for us. We will stand with you. But before we continue, we will know more from you.". The warrior draws his sword and walks toward the entrance. He bellows out to the "I thought you were leaving the temple to us? Why does Fai'fasal lead an attack against us - those he wishes to make allies?".
Jus (Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) d20-1=2 d20+4=23 Monday April 26th, 2004 9:32:09 PM
When the pounding begins, and the dust reveals the wall, Jus looks over to the two "disciples" on the side. As the Abbott speaks, Jus attempts to determine which of the two are directing the illusion. He also examines both in detail for any signets, symbols, or markings that may prove useful in the future, using his Magic User's skills to store the information away for later use.
Jus listens to Gareth, pleasantly impressed that the once dim-witted buffoon has evolved into the leader before them. However, Jus has to add one small detail to Gareth's comments, "The drow may be talking to us concerning betrayal, not the Abbott."
Regardless, Gareth has chosen and Jus will follow.
[Sense Motive: 2; CHR check: 23]
Jandar d20+20=35 d20+20=31 d20+17=28 Tuesday April 27th, 2004 1:13:15 AM
Jandar begins to become curious when all the talking begins again. Annoyed, he ignores the noise to concentrate upon the alter. This is his 'cup of tea', not dealing and double dealing with liches and drow and the like.
He does, in fact, move closer to the alter, using his knowledge of religion(DC35) and of the arcane(DC31), along with an attempt to spot(DC28) anything abnormal, or out of place about the alter.
(He takes as long as is needed for each task, going in the order stated above.)
Onrad Tuesday April 27th, 2004 9:07:25 AM
Seeing that Gareth has point near the entrance, and noticing Jandar heading to the altar to inspect it, he chooses to guard Jandar for the moment.
He especially watches for opponents coming from other directions and to be sure that the abbott those with him don't choose this moment to betray us. He also watches their preparations to be sure that they are actually going to fight with them.
His Rapier comes out. Onrad quickly slides to the floor doing the splits and then back up again to test that he's still limber and ready to go.
Nonam (HP128, AC29, SR30, fly, stoneskin (145), POE(elec120), shapechange) Tuesday April 27th, 2004 1:06:43 PM
Irritated at the interruption and the general situation, Nonam relies on his readied spell and shapeshifts into a planetar like the one the group met at the battle for Edenmoor.
The wizard shouts, "We're being played," and his form melds instantly into that of a tall, powerful emerald skinned angel. After shifting he begins radiating a protective aura against evil that covers the area around him in a radius of 20 feet.
Heh, bet those liches don't like that.
Then deciding this was no time not to see exactly what is going on in the room, he uses the rod of maximize to casts greater dispel magic in a burst in the room. (dispel check = 37)
[Angel Traits: An angel possesses the following traits (unless otherwise noted in a creature's entry). --Darkvision out to 60 feet and low-light vision. --Immunity to acid, cold, and petrification. --Resistance to electricity 10 and fire 10. -- +4 racial bonus on saves against poison. --Protective Aura (Su): Against attacks made or effects created by evil creatures, this ability provides a +4 deflection bonus to AC and a +4 resistance bonus on saving throws to anyone within 20 feet of the angel. Otherwise, it functions as a magic circle against evil effect and a lesser globe of invulnerability, both with a radius of 20 feet (caster level equals angel's HD). This aura can be dispelled, but the angel can create it again as a free action on its next turn. (The defensive benefits from the circle are not included in an angel's statistics block.) --Tongues (Su): All angels can speak with any creature that has a language, as though using a tongues spell (caster level equal to angel's Hit Dice). This ability is always active.
Planetar traits: -Damage reduction 10/evil, -regeneration 10, -spell resistance 30, -any weapon used is good aligned]
Addinein Tuesday April 27th, 2004 2:37:15 PM
Shaking his head, Addinein is not sure of what is going on. Thinking to himself, too many things are happening as if they are on cue. It seems like the events of late are just leading us right into the next event. We aren't even searching for them, they just sort of happen.
hmmmmm...
As his thoughts are in dis-array, Addinein will draw his bow and prepare for the upcoming battle. Letting Gareth have the lead and the say for what is to be done.
Confusion reigns - Dm Ian d20+20=31 d20+46=66 d20+40=58 3d6(1+2+4)+10=17 d6=2 Tuesday April 27th, 2004 4:13:30 PM
(Posting a little early since all players had already done so.)
As Nonam begins to cast, the Abbott growls, "I warned you. If you are not with the drow, run." With this the Abbott disappears.
Nonam's partially completed greater dispel magic is then counterspelled, ripped away from his arcane preparation with a rude, jarring sensation. To compound the insult, Nonam is struck by an arrow suddenly flaring out of invisibility, and feels the poke of a metallic blade in the small of his back, followed quickly by the skin under the clothing there being torn open magically into a bleeding wound. The arrow bursts into a sickly green radiance as it strikes Nonam, but the glimmering angel aura turns this foulness aside before it can complete its effect.
(Arrow, Flat footed AC: 66, lesser globe nullifies the spell stored touch of idiocy. Arrow still inflicts 17pts of damage. Stoneskin and angel DR combine to provide 10/adamantite and evil DR, preventing all but 7 points of damage. Rapier, flat footed touch AC: 58, no damage, 2 points of constitution damage, which will by extension cause 17 points of hp loss that cannot be blocked by damage reduction.)
Jandar, gazing at the altar, sees it flare a soft white light for just a moment before the counterspelling occurs. In this fraction of a moment, he thinks he sees that the altar itself is some kind of openable container. He is now three feet from the altar.
The two monks shift forms as they move, stepping five feet to stand before Gareth and Onrad respectively. Both are now six foot humanoid tigers wearing spidersilk cloaks and wide leather belts over robes. They have distended fangs, and clawed hands backwards on their arms. Both drop into a solid defensive stance, and gaze levelly at the nearby warriors, confident and visibly angry.
As all this begins, Fai'fasal answers Gareth with a shout from outside. "We are here for the undead. If you still possess free will, Blue Knives, join the fight or step aside!"
(To recap, the room is a forty foot sphere with the bottom ten feet filled in to make the floor. The stairs come into the room in the due south, and four, ten-foot wide doors are spaced around the room. The altar is on the north side of the room, where Jandar is standing. Addenein, Jus, and Nonam are standing by the staircase. Gareth and Onrad are standing about five feet in front of them each being confronted by a tiger-man monk. If you need to target an effect or attack that won't fill the whole room, feel free to use directions similar to clock headings, with noon being north / the altar, and 6'oclock being the southern staircase leading up and out.)
Gareth Tuesday April 27th, 2004 10:28:20 PM
The warrior scowls at the tiger things, clearly not too worried. "So they are here for you... I have heard a lot of promises and lots of talk hidden behind illusion and deception. We do not yet know who we will stand with, but we do not know who we will stand against either. We will stand aside and not aid you or the drow - if you are willing. But if you attack us, you have chosen for us just as I said the drow would. Using your own words. Would you rather face the drow, or us AND the drow? Name a meeting time and we will speak again - if you choose not to attack.".
Jandar(AC28, HP 159, BS +4) Wednesday April 28th, 2004 1:32:52 AM
Not sure if the undead know about the entrance or not, Jandar doesn't open it or try to open it just yet. Instead, he casts 'Bull's Strength, Mass' on all the party, since it's not necessarily an offensive spell, and, even though Nonam has been hit, a full scale fight hasn't broken out....yet.
(+4 to everyone's str)
Nonam Wednesday April 28th, 2004 8:48:54 AM
Nonam regenerates damage taken, but still feels weak from the constitution loss.
He hesitates and looks about his surroundings. He's unsure which group is the right one to support. He doesn't like any of the options, and this isn't the place to talk about it. He thumbs his mass teleport ring. "How does everyone feel about going home? Circle around me if you do. Otherwise, we're about to fight someone. Quick now."
Jus (B.Strength: +4; Stoneskin: 150hp (31 min used); GMW to Bow (11 min used); AC: 34; HP: 85) Wednesday April 28th, 2004 9:45:42 AM
"Yes, when and where, quick," Jus agrees with Gareth's words. The best solution here would be to step aside.
Jus nods to Nonam's suggestion, and gets close. "It will be hard to join the Drow again, if that is the right thing to do. Somehow I doubt anyone that could align themselves with the Black Bladders would be good. After all, we know they already tried to kill the Overlord."
Again, Jus spends his time studying every little detail, especially the non-illusioned altar that Jandar finds so interesting. Hopefully, Jus will be able to reconstruct the true altar's carvings effectively for Jandar in the future. However, with as intense as Jandar is, perhaps he has already seen past the illusion.
Addinein (BS+4) Wednesday April 28th, 2004 10:06:32 AM
When Addinein feels Nonam's spell go awry, he turns quickly and understands that Nonam has been attacked. Hearing Nonam's call, Addinein moves join Nonam for the teleport, and prepares himself to protect Nonam. As he does so, he changes to his rapiers, since there is someone close by.
"I feel there are too many questions, and not enough answers. Too many things seem convenient in explanation. A re-grouping is in order."
Onrad Wednesday April 28th, 2004 10:14:56 AM
Onrad goes Total Defense with tumbling and reverse flips back to stand near Nonam. Not knowing how the ring works, he reaches out to touch Nonam's arm with his off hand.
Rapier stands prepared to "defend" in the other.
There's lots he wants to say, as he tends to be talkative until battle actually begins, but he refrains.
"Ready."
Nonam Wednesday April 28th, 2004 2:51:27 PM
Sensing Onrad's hesitation, "Everyone needs to be in contact, and at least one person needs to be touching me."
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