Friday, November 8, 2013

Session 54 (11/8/13)

*Don't Reel in the Fish*

Ivric, Martenin 24th, 838 ID   

Informed of Lord Ballyhoo's intentions to seduce the local druidess Shayla, the PCs set about keeping themselves busy until the evening. Baro and Mudgol decide to swap spells with one another, and set about the 24 hour task, while Neddyn continues a string of theological arguments with the ignorant elves of the Reddenbalm and Roodeye clans. Aylward decides to start a dire bat taxi service, taking local children for a ride in the sky, much to their excitement. And to the rest of the party's relief, none of the children plummet off the back of Lightwing to their deaths. However, the gnome is quickly upstaged by Lord Ballyhoo, who summons a shadowy, unicorn-like phantom steed that he plans to use to impress Shayla. First, he decides to show off in front of the local children, snatching away their interest from the poor golden bat. He tactically taxis a young elf maiden through Shayla's farm, that she might see the bard's 'sweet side' (gods, what has become of my campaign?! - DM). As evening sets in, and Ballyhoo prepares for his final approach, the group reassembles around the tents they've set up (or been generously gifted).


Gruulsh is approached by one Visyo Reddenbalm, a local elder who wishes to recruit her and the other PCs away from the Last Eidolorn guard into house bodyguards for the Reddenbalms...after which their first duties will likely be to bully, thwart or otherwise trouble the Roodeyes. Gruulsh is not convinced entirely, but wishes to meet further. At long last, Ballyhoo makes his move, but all his attempts at seductive showmanship have failed, since Shayla was simply excited by the prospect of the Corellon bible that was gifted to her. In the midst of their...'heat', the elf transforms into a large black dog! Barking is heard throughout Littlewolf...

Evalais (Saints' Day), Martenin 25th, 838 ID

In the morning, two exhausted wizards continue the process of transcribing a spell from one another, and at the Swineherd's farm, Lord Ballyhoo awakens alone, to find patches of fur, claws, bestial teeth, feathers and other oddities lying about, which he doesn't recall from the prior eve's affair. He does the 'walk' of shame, in this case riding his phantom steed through Littlewolf, heckled by the locals who shout that he's not the first to have experienced the druidess' passions firsthand. Meanwhile, the rest of the party gathers, being sold sweetbreads and delicious, syrupy coffee by the local elf maids who seem to be the community's primary mercantile force...no doubt for their innocent, childlike charm. While the heroes are gathered together, they are all approached by one Silas Roodeye, who attempts to recruit them all away from the Last Eidolorn and into the employ of his family, as house guards and saboteurs (against his enemies, the Reddenbalms).


The priest Neddyn begins to bicker and argue with the elf, whose proposition is refused by all BUT Mudgol, who in a few minute break between finishing his spell transcription, accepts a bag of coin and signs an NDA with Silas for future employment and not to make any agreements with Visyo Reddenbalm. The half-orc is promised leadership over a cache of clan mages that will make the Reddenbalms tremble. The rest of the PCs, bored out of their minds, decide to get some additional rest, and let Mudgol and Baro sleep after the 24 hour ordeal is complete and they've finished their task.

Aric (Saint's Day), Martenin 26th, 838 ID  
 
The players rise early to at last begin their mission towards Ettenhead, after some parting words with the locals. They are not left with a positive impression of the elves, several questioning why they don't just let the fairie-kin to the giants' mercies (or lack thereof). After a few hours travel north and northwest of the village, Aylward and his mount spy a strange hill-like structure covered in thick, felled trees. It is surrounded by a clearing of likewise ruined lumber, much of which bears claw marks and other grim signs. There is a wooden sign out front of the structure, and several cavernous entrances into the hill itself, but for some reason, not a single PC can speak the proper language to decipher it! Gruulsh, made invisible by Ballyhoo, decides to approach, along with Aylward who chooses to land...as they get close, the bugbear is suddenly overtaken by terror and flees, refusing to go anywhere near the place. The PCs decide unanimously to skirt around the area and press on towards Ettenhead and the Vernal Wall...

After several more hours, Aylward spies a column of smoke rising from the forest ahead. As he swoops in closer to investigate, he is nearly knocked from his aerial steed by a hurtling boulder! Well, it appears the gnome has found the giants, or at least a roving warband. He returns to the party and they approach on foot, using the cover of trees to avoid any more flying stones of death. They engage a force of about a dozen ogres and trolls, led by a twisted fomorian giant, and a bloody battle ensues. The massive cretins manage to nearly fell our heroic mages, and various other PCs are put into precarious positions, but in the end, they emerge victorious, despite the regenerative abilities of many of their adversaries. Lord Ballyhoo even manages to lesser geas one ogre into serving him, which it begrudgingly does, though the other PCs do not trust the situation (after all, who says it will protect them?) After looting the treasure of the warband, which might in fact have belonged to the merchants in the area that were earlier murdered by the giants, the PCs stop to gather their senses before pressing on...


PCs: Aylward, Ballyhoo, Baro, Gruulsh, Mudgol, Neddyn

NPCs

Silas Roodeye (elf male): An elfin merchant with a shrill, annoying voice, Silas Roodeye has flowing white hair and a trimmed goatee both streaked with strands of gold. He dresses in fine silks colored like the Frail Forest he calls home, and possesses an unending loathing of his neighbors, the Reddenbalm clan, in particular their current patron Visyo Reddenbalm, who he has been at odds with for centuries. Walks with a cane.

Visyo Reddenbalm (elf male): The clever son of Herr Jaeger Reddenbalm, eldest elf in the Vernal Valley, who has recently taken ill during the siege of Floivin Province, and no longer fit to manage the day to day affairs of the family. Though his father was somewhat even-handed, Visyo despises his neighbors of the Roodeye clan, to the point that he actively seeks to thwart them. Frail and narrow-shouldered, he wears flat round caps, purplish robes and has a fondness for chocolate sweets imported from afar.

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