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Aphonion Tales: The Archducal Council -- Unedited notes; later posts are edited transcripts (posts MWF, update 3/1/23)
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<blockquote data-quote="CPaladin" data-source="post: 8941156" data-attributes="member: 7030144"><p>Session 151 (January 19, 2023)</p><p></p><p>21 O-Tar (cont'd)</p><p>Alistair comments through the mindlink, <<I was thinking actually that I might head over to that parish church as well.>></p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna immediately responds, <<You remember what happened the last time you went to a parish church.>></p><p></p><p><<Yes, I think I might be the right person for this job,>> adds Kit.</p><p></p><p><<I was just thinking that the saint might be impressed if the Archduke came, but not as the Archduke, but just as a regular person--one of the faithful.>></p><p></p><p><<So you would just go over to a place that just got attacked by incredibly powerful evil people.>></p><p></p><p><<We'd bring some guards,>> thinks Alistair sheepishly.</p><p></p><p><<Guards or not, it's a given that your captain of the guard and your best bodyguard are going to be away doing something else.>></p><p></p><p><<Oh, very well, very well.>></p><p></p><p><<If any of us go,>> adds Kit, <<I think I need to be the one in touch with my former guild member.>></p><p></p><p><<Also, you're not the actual rogue, Your Majesty.>></p><p></p><p>* * *</p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna flies along on her flying steed, carrying the War Banner of the Unconquerable Sun. Lord Silverleaves is flying above her on the vollers, along with a group of priests. The five vollers are spread out in a formation to allow them to most effectively search, while Lord Davion and the Curinirim general fly separately under their own power. They have flown for about an hour, slowly going west, when one of the priests abruptly screams, "I have a ping to that farm!"</p><p></p><p>They begin repositioning and preparing to approach the farm, when Dame Brionna, her steed, and the banner are suddenly perfectly encased in a globe. The globe is inwardly reflective, so the light from the banner is bouncing around inside with her like mad and not escaping.</p><p></p><p><<I appear to be trapped within a globe, Lord Davion. If we could get that down, that would be useful.>></p><p></p><p>For perhaps a quarter of a minute, the light flashes around inside the globe before the globe reluctantly dissipates, apparently do to an effort by one of the great elves.</p><p></p><p><<Now we know he's within about 400 yards,>> transmits Lord Davion.</p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna swoops down and begins reaching out, sensing for evil as the great elves levitate down towards the farm</p><p></p><p>The farm couple and their children have come out and are groveling on the ground on general principle. They have no idea why all of these vollers, paladins on flying horses with war banners, and great elves are here, but they assume it warrants groveling.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, the vollers are circling the farm, but not finding anything. Dame Brionna sends some of her ordinary paladins to get the family away, because this is not a good place for them. The moment he tells them to move, they move.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, not far from the farm family, appears a tall figure with a muscular frame, eagle wings, a dog's face, and huge tusks. It immediately begins to move at great speed--faster than the vollers' top speed--away to the northwest.</p><p></p><p>The three great elves all begin flying after it, as fast as they can, while the vollers turn to pursue as well. <<That will have the box.>> pronounces Lord Davion. <<It's the fastest thing he has bound. He hopes to outrun us.>></p><p></p><p>Lord Silverleaves starts in that direction, and then turns rapidly and parries with the laen rod he often carries. Dame Brionna can sense, even from where she is, the strength of the fanatic's attack that hits him, albeit partially deflected by his parry. Lord Silverleaves is a Farsensor, not a Coercer, and the attack is powerful enough to nearly breach his shields.</p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna can tell that the attack came from over near the farmhouse, not from the fleeing creature. She raises the Banner aloft and calls upon it's power to send a ball of blazing light, like a fireball but entirely radiant, at the area. The Banner's ball of light is as a 10th level caster, maximized and empowered.</p><p></p><p>The flash of light is considerable, and then flame begins to spread because of the heat associated with all that light. This at least momentarily frees Lord Silverleaves form the attack, so he can at least turn to face it.</p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna also sees, for just a moment, an elven shaped form in the light. As soon as the flash of light fades, he is gone again.</p><p></p><p><<It's the Twilight Elf,>> thinks Kit.</p><p></p><p>One of the vollers turns and meaninglessly fires its powerbows into the air where he was. Its captain has decided that keeping everyone alive by engaging the biggest threat takes precedence. The rest of the group races on to the northwest after the daemon.</p><p></p><p>Lord Silverleaves broadcasts on declamatory mode, <<Surrender. There's always a way back to the West.>></p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna is pretty sure that's a waste, but he tries anyway and they love and respect him for that.</p><p></p><p>A tremendous blast of psionic energy erupts against Lord Silverleaves and anyone within a 110 feet of him, catching the paladin who went to warn the family, though Dame Brionna hopes the family was clear. She looks and can see that they are clear and still running.</p><p></p><p>The paladin makes his saving throw, but even so, blood spurts from his ears and he collapses to the ground. Lord Silverleaves parries with that crystal rod again, as the rod glows brilliantly in the colors of the Guild of Farsensors.</p><p></p><p><<I'm going to withdraw. I can't survive too many more of those,>> sends the Eldar.</p><p></p><p><<Yes, keep yourself safe,>> responds Kit, still listening to the mindlink from the palace.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Lord Davion and the General are catching up to the ossysodaemon. The ossysodaemon is shocked, because it moves really fast, but Lord Davion is somehow accelerating the two of them forward. The vollers are now falling behind--rare indeed that individuals can fly faster than vollers. It wears a massive coat with faces swimming about it--they see some drow and a couple of others. One of the faces suddenly vanishes as the two Noldor approach. It squares itself in regard to Princess Curinirim's general, and casts Harm on him. He saves, so only takes 90 points of damage. He unlimbers his laen sword and joins battle, while the creature draws a short halberd.</p><p></p><p>The creature has a 34 AC, but its Dexterity is limited by the small casket it carries under its arm. He wishes its master had allowed him to kill those farmers. The creature casts a quickened cloudkill, which the great elves shrug off, though large masses of passing birds and insects die. Lord Davion and the General hack at the creature, hitting 4 times each. The general does 113 damage, while Lord Davion does 185, smiting each time, killing the ossysodaemon by 1 hit point. It disappears in a burst of stinking oily smoke as it dissipates from this plane and goes back to Hades. The casket falls towards the ground, and Lord Davion throws a hawk from his menagerie at it, which catches the box as it falls towards the ground.</p><p></p><p>The throw is clearly lost, and recognizing this, the Twilight Elf can suddenly not be seen anymore. The grassfire started by the light ball is spreading and has now reached the house. Dame Brionna organizes her people to use overlapping detection spells to see if they can find anything, but they detect nothing.</p><p></p><p>Lord Davion sends a message on an intimate mode, <<Without the key, he can apport. Knowing that he had lost the key, he fled. He knew he could not stand against two of us. And your able assistance, of course. Hmm. The casket is very heavy, not from the lead I think.>></p><p></p><p><<To the cathedral, or to the palace with it?>> asks Dame Brionna.</p><p></p><p><<I think we want it inside the palace's wards. But we'll need it checked first,>> replies Alistair.</p><p></p><p><<Right, so we'll meet Dame Agatha and Princess Cecilia outside the palace.>></p><p></p><p><<Once they discovered where it lay, they will not let it be. They will make other attempts,>> warns the Curinirim general.</p><p></p><p><<I can imagine, but it seems to at this point be not only an object associated with its original owners, but to also be a secret relic of my God.>></p><p></p><p><<Oh, yes, clearly it's been touched by the guy. There's no question.>></p><p></p><p>Dame Brionna tries to keep her expression as neutral as possible--he is a very valuable ally, even if "the guy" is a sacrilegious way to refer to Glordiadel.</p><p></p><p><<You absolutely should maintain it. We will never let Goldurim know where it is.>></p><p></p><p><<Thank you.>></p><p></p><p><<Lord Quinliart can only attempt to steal it. Lord Goldurim might be insane enough to appear with the entire House Goldurim fleet to reclaim it.>></p><p></p><p><<That is not something we need right now.>></p><p></p><p><<Or ever.>></p><p></p><p><<We thank you again for both your service and your discretion in this matter.>></p><p></p><p><<My lady,>> He sends with a nod of acknowledgment. <<As you know, the House of Curinirim and the House of Goldurim are not allies. The Princess is very pleased for you to regain this. Goldurim is better than Lord Quinliart, but only marginally. I also recommend you never use the key. No one can imagine what Lord Goldurim might have put in that niche.>> He then turns to Lord Davion. "Well, Davion, old chap, it's good to see you again after all these years."</p><p></p><p>"Yes, indeed."</p><p></p><p>"Do you ever intend to return?"</p><p></p><p>"No."</p><p></p><p>"I thought as much. The Princess wishes you well. And here's the west gate of the palace. Oh, what happened to the diabolist who was normally here?"</p><p></p><p>"I'm afraid she has passed to the Hells."</p><p></p><p>"Oh, yes, that does happen, doesn't it?" And he vanishes.</p><p></p><p>Lord Davion says, "He's not as well versed in human matters as I am."</p><p></p><p>"I gather, but very well versed in combat, and that was what was called for."</p><p></p><p>"Oh, yes, the princess has the best warrior in Curinirim in that regard. His psionics are a bit weak for a member of the Twilight Elves, but combat-wise, he's perfect."</p><p></p><p>"We were very grateful."</p><p></p><p>"You're carrying a lead box," says Princess Cecilia as she meets them at the entrance to the palace.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, we need you to look at the box carefully before we bring it inside."</p><p></p><p>She looks at it intently. "It's a lead box."</p><p></p><p>"I think she meant to look at what's within the box," says Dame Agatha, with a long-suffering tone.</p><p></p><p>"Oh! Why didn't she say so?"</p><p></p><p>"In order to examine it, we'll need the box opened."</p><p></p><p>Lord Davion steps to the side and then carefully opens the box with the tip of his laen blade. Inside is a sullen-looking crystal cylinder.</p><p></p><p>"Oh! It's attached to a planar niche. There's much gold in there, and also a small army. I'm not sure what they are... they are twisted and angry and want to get out. They're clearly not diabolic. No, they're the same substance as those awful people we've been fighting. Someone trapped them in there, and they can't get out."</p><p></p><p>"Would they be able to escape if we brought them inside our wards?"</p><p></p><p>"They can't get out," replies Princess Cecilia. "This is powerfully built. I've never seen anything like that. I don't know any mage that could do anything that even resembles this."</p><p></p><p>Lord Davion gives her a little side eye and says, "Indeed, no human mage could."</p><p></p><p>"Oh, yes, I don't know so much about the others."</p><p></p><p>"Is it also holy, though?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes, but the crystal is holy. What it's connected to is highly unholy. But the crystal is holy--it's filled with Glordiadel."</p><p></p><p>"What she means is 'infused,' Dame Brionna."</p><p></p><p>"Let's get it in the palace."</p><p></p><p>"Can we put it in the chapel, if it's holy?" suggests Lord Davion.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, let's put it chapel for now. But I would very much want the Archbishop and some experts from the See of Light, and some other experts from other disciplines, to take a look at this. And honestly, possibly the Reverend Mother of Gunnora, given that she knows more about these than any of us."</p><p></p><p>"Wouldn't be a bad idea," comments Lord Davion. "Now it's lighter. It became much lighter as soon as I passed the threshold to the palace. I think the crystal was trying to make itself heavier to prevent them from stealing it. Futilely, but nonetheless..."</p><p></p><p>They bring it to the chapel, and then summon people to examine it.</p><p></p><p>They also send out instructions to finish gathering a group of religious thieves. They are tempted to have them come into the palace to venerate the crystal object, but they decide that--even if the Guild is loyal to the Crown--they don't want a large group of thieves traipsing through the palace, examining its wards and protections, and seeing the location of an object that must be kept safe.</p><p>[cont'd]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CPaladin, post: 8941156, member: 7030144"] Session 151 (January 19, 2023) 21 O-Tar (cont'd) Alistair comments through the mindlink, <<I was thinking actually that I might head over to that parish church as well.>> Dame Brionna immediately responds, <<You remember what happened the last time you went to a parish church.>> <<Yes, I think I might be the right person for this job,>> adds Kit. <<I was just thinking that the saint might be impressed if the Archduke came, but not as the Archduke, but just as a regular person--one of the faithful.>> <<So you would just go over to a place that just got attacked by incredibly powerful evil people.>> <<We'd bring some guards,>> thinks Alistair sheepishly. <<Guards or not, it's a given that your captain of the guard and your best bodyguard are going to be away doing something else.>> <<Oh, very well, very well.>> <<If any of us go,>> adds Kit, <<I think I need to be the one in touch with my former guild member.>> <<Also, you're not the actual rogue, Your Majesty.>> * * * Dame Brionna flies along on her flying steed, carrying the War Banner of the Unconquerable Sun. Lord Silverleaves is flying above her on the vollers, along with a group of priests. The five vollers are spread out in a formation to allow them to most effectively search, while Lord Davion and the Curinirim general fly separately under their own power. They have flown for about an hour, slowly going west, when one of the priests abruptly screams, "I have a ping to that farm!" They begin repositioning and preparing to approach the farm, when Dame Brionna, her steed, and the banner are suddenly perfectly encased in a globe. The globe is inwardly reflective, so the light from the banner is bouncing around inside with her like mad and not escaping. <<I appear to be trapped within a globe, Lord Davion. If we could get that down, that would be useful.>> For perhaps a quarter of a minute, the light flashes around inside the globe before the globe reluctantly dissipates, apparently do to an effort by one of the great elves. <<Now we know he's within about 400 yards,>> transmits Lord Davion. Dame Brionna swoops down and begins reaching out, sensing for evil as the great elves levitate down towards the farm The farm couple and their children have come out and are groveling on the ground on general principle. They have no idea why all of these vollers, paladins on flying horses with war banners, and great elves are here, but they assume it warrants groveling. Meanwhile, the vollers are circling the farm, but not finding anything. Dame Brionna sends some of her ordinary paladins to get the family away, because this is not a good place for them. The moment he tells them to move, they move. Suddenly, not far from the farm family, appears a tall figure with a muscular frame, eagle wings, a dog's face, and huge tusks. It immediately begins to move at great speed--faster than the vollers' top speed--away to the northwest. The three great elves all begin flying after it, as fast as they can, while the vollers turn to pursue as well. <<That will have the box.>> pronounces Lord Davion. <<It's the fastest thing he has bound. He hopes to outrun us.>> Lord Silverleaves starts in that direction, and then turns rapidly and parries with the laen rod he often carries. Dame Brionna can sense, even from where she is, the strength of the fanatic's attack that hits him, albeit partially deflected by his parry. Lord Silverleaves is a Farsensor, not a Coercer, and the attack is powerful enough to nearly breach his shields. Dame Brionna can tell that the attack came from over near the farmhouse, not from the fleeing creature. She raises the Banner aloft and calls upon it's power to send a ball of blazing light, like a fireball but entirely radiant, at the area. The Banner's ball of light is as a 10th level caster, maximized and empowered. The flash of light is considerable, and then flame begins to spread because of the heat associated with all that light. This at least momentarily frees Lord Silverleaves form the attack, so he can at least turn to face it. Dame Brionna also sees, for just a moment, an elven shaped form in the light. As soon as the flash of light fades, he is gone again. <<It's the Twilight Elf,>> thinks Kit. One of the vollers turns and meaninglessly fires its powerbows into the air where he was. Its captain has decided that keeping everyone alive by engaging the biggest threat takes precedence. The rest of the group races on to the northwest after the daemon. Lord Silverleaves broadcasts on declamatory mode, <<Surrender. There's always a way back to the West.>> Dame Brionna is pretty sure that's a waste, but he tries anyway and they love and respect him for that. A tremendous blast of psionic energy erupts against Lord Silverleaves and anyone within a 110 feet of him, catching the paladin who went to warn the family, though Dame Brionna hopes the family was clear. She looks and can see that they are clear and still running. The paladin makes his saving throw, but even so, blood spurts from his ears and he collapses to the ground. Lord Silverleaves parries with that crystal rod again, as the rod glows brilliantly in the colors of the Guild of Farsensors. <<I'm going to withdraw. I can't survive too many more of those,>> sends the Eldar. <<Yes, keep yourself safe,>> responds Kit, still listening to the mindlink from the palace. Meanwhile, Lord Davion and the General are catching up to the ossysodaemon. The ossysodaemon is shocked, because it moves really fast, but Lord Davion is somehow accelerating the two of them forward. The vollers are now falling behind--rare indeed that individuals can fly faster than vollers. It wears a massive coat with faces swimming about it--they see some drow and a couple of others. One of the faces suddenly vanishes as the two Noldor approach. It squares itself in regard to Princess Curinirim's general, and casts Harm on him. He saves, so only takes 90 points of damage. He unlimbers his laen sword and joins battle, while the creature draws a short halberd. The creature has a 34 AC, but its Dexterity is limited by the small casket it carries under its arm. He wishes its master had allowed him to kill those farmers. The creature casts a quickened cloudkill, which the great elves shrug off, though large masses of passing birds and insects die. Lord Davion and the General hack at the creature, hitting 4 times each. The general does 113 damage, while Lord Davion does 185, smiting each time, killing the ossysodaemon by 1 hit point. It disappears in a burst of stinking oily smoke as it dissipates from this plane and goes back to Hades. The casket falls towards the ground, and Lord Davion throws a hawk from his menagerie at it, which catches the box as it falls towards the ground. The throw is clearly lost, and recognizing this, the Twilight Elf can suddenly not be seen anymore. The grassfire started by the light ball is spreading and has now reached the house. Dame Brionna organizes her people to use overlapping detection spells to see if they can find anything, but they detect nothing. Lord Davion sends a message on an intimate mode, <<Without the key, he can apport. Knowing that he had lost the key, he fled. He knew he could not stand against two of us. And your able assistance, of course. Hmm. The casket is very heavy, not from the lead I think.>> <<To the cathedral, or to the palace with it?>> asks Dame Brionna. <<I think we want it inside the palace's wards. But we'll need it checked first,>> replies Alistair. <<Right, so we'll meet Dame Agatha and Princess Cecilia outside the palace.>> <<Once they discovered where it lay, they will not let it be. They will make other attempts,>> warns the Curinirim general. <<I can imagine, but it seems to at this point be not only an object associated with its original owners, but to also be a secret relic of my God.>> <<Oh, yes, clearly it's been touched by the guy. There's no question.>> Dame Brionna tries to keep her expression as neutral as possible--he is a very valuable ally, even if "the guy" is a sacrilegious way to refer to Glordiadel. <<You absolutely should maintain it. We will never let Goldurim know where it is.>> <<Thank you.>> <<Lord Quinliart can only attempt to steal it. Lord Goldurim might be insane enough to appear with the entire House Goldurim fleet to reclaim it.>> <<That is not something we need right now.>> <<Or ever.>> <<We thank you again for both your service and your discretion in this matter.>> <<My lady,>> He sends with a nod of acknowledgment. <<As you know, the House of Curinirim and the House of Goldurim are not allies. The Princess is very pleased for you to regain this. Goldurim is better than Lord Quinliart, but only marginally. I also recommend you never use the key. No one can imagine what Lord Goldurim might have put in that niche.>> He then turns to Lord Davion. "Well, Davion, old chap, it's good to see you again after all these years." "Yes, indeed." "Do you ever intend to return?" "No." "I thought as much. The Princess wishes you well. And here's the west gate of the palace. Oh, what happened to the diabolist who was normally here?" "I'm afraid she has passed to the Hells." "Oh, yes, that does happen, doesn't it?" And he vanishes. Lord Davion says, "He's not as well versed in human matters as I am." "I gather, but very well versed in combat, and that was what was called for." "Oh, yes, the princess has the best warrior in Curinirim in that regard. His psionics are a bit weak for a member of the Twilight Elves, but combat-wise, he's perfect." "We were very grateful." "You're carrying a lead box," says Princess Cecilia as she meets them at the entrance to the palace. "Yes, we need you to look at the box carefully before we bring it inside." She looks at it intently. "It's a lead box." "I think she meant to look at what's within the box," says Dame Agatha, with a long-suffering tone. "Oh! Why didn't she say so?" "In order to examine it, we'll need the box opened." Lord Davion steps to the side and then carefully opens the box with the tip of his laen blade. Inside is a sullen-looking crystal cylinder. "Oh! It's attached to a planar niche. There's much gold in there, and also a small army. I'm not sure what they are... they are twisted and angry and want to get out. They're clearly not diabolic. No, they're the same substance as those awful people we've been fighting. Someone trapped them in there, and they can't get out." "Would they be able to escape if we brought them inside our wards?" "They can't get out," replies Princess Cecilia. "This is powerfully built. I've never seen anything like that. I don't know any mage that could do anything that even resembles this." Lord Davion gives her a little side eye and says, "Indeed, no human mage could." "Oh, yes, I don't know so much about the others." "Is it also holy, though?" "Yes, but the crystal is holy. What it's connected to is highly unholy. But the crystal is holy--it's filled with Glordiadel." "What she means is 'infused,' Dame Brionna." "Let's get it in the palace." "Can we put it in the chapel, if it's holy?" suggests Lord Davion. "Yes, let's put it chapel for now. But I would very much want the Archbishop and some experts from the See of Light, and some other experts from other disciplines, to take a look at this. And honestly, possibly the Reverend Mother of Gunnora, given that she knows more about these than any of us." "Wouldn't be a bad idea," comments Lord Davion. "Now it's lighter. It became much lighter as soon as I passed the threshold to the palace. I think the crystal was trying to make itself heavier to prevent them from stealing it. Futilely, but nonetheless..." They bring it to the chapel, and then summon people to examine it. They also send out instructions to finish gathering a group of religious thieves. They are tempted to have them come into the palace to venerate the crystal object, but they decide that--even if the Guild is loyal to the Crown--they don't want a large group of thieves traipsing through the palace, examining its wards and protections, and seeing the location of an object that must be kept safe. 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