Consequences of the Quill (Restored 5/13/06)

LordVyreth

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Neurotic said:
That's OK. I had three days fighting computer parasites that somehow penetrated my firewall and anti-spy and anti-virus software, didn't look for more then a week.

Do you know where is Metamorphosis? I can't find it on the list of story hours. Thanks!

Good update. Tense 'till the end. Good you didn't waste too much time on fighting the minions. Didn't PCs know who the master is?

No, they still aren't sure about him, I think. Regular readers to this thread might have an idea what he is, though, if not necessarily who. Do you have a guess? If so, please mark it in spoiler tags or just PM me, since some of my players sometimes read this thread.
 

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LordVyreth

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Critical Knowledge

“For your honor, courage, and sacrifice for the sake of our city and our people, I thank you,” Facetous continued, as a day of honor to the heroes proceeded. The invaders had been routed, and while the extraplanar dragon survived the fight, it was driven away by the city’s most powerful defenders, who returned to the city to help drive the enemy out. However, though many of the attackers were killed, the leaders, including the plain man who seemed to be in charge and his night hag and arcanosheen followers, managed to escape.

The speeches, banquets, and congratulations continued all that day, broken only by the occasional memorial service to Joddark and the others who fell in battle, and a moving ceremony where Err’s body was returned to the city and then buried at home. While all of this was going on, however, Tal was getting more and more nervous. The people of Dragovigis didn’t respond to his continued appearance in their town, and it’s possible they didn’t even know about his earlier exile, but Facetous would certainly have to deal with the situation soon. The fact that Tal still lived so long after Facetous became aware of Tal’s presence was a good sign, but Tal couldn’t relax until he heard from Facetous himself that he was safe.

At last, the time of judgment came later, as the false night of the moons became true night. Tal received a message that he was to speak to Facetous, in private.

Upon his arrival, Facetous gave Tal a curious look. It didn’t seem especially angry, but it was strange enough to be frightening to Tal. Finally, Facetous looked away and asked Tal, “Do you remember, Tal Moinen, what I said the last time you were in my city?”

Tal gulped and said, “Yes, sir. You told me if I ever returned, I would be killed instantly.”

“And yet here you are, again in my city.”

“…Yes, I am.”

“Tal, I don’t know how you have returned to my city without my awareness, though I have my suspicions. However, I imagine that, once again, the powers that be in this world have given you and your friends an exception to my rules.” Facetous sighed bitterly at his. “I admit I’m growing weary of this game. If indeed you are part of a plan to change the current state of things, then I suppose it would be worth it to rescind my previous orders. Besides, you did work to save this city when you could have turned your back on it. That should deserve some mercy.”

Tal sighed with relief, and then decided that since he owed Facetous his life, he should tell Facetous what he knew so far. Besides, Facetous might be able to help with their next move. “Thank you, my god. You are correct in your assumption. We are working to help save this world. In fact, we know what is threatening this world, specifically. It involves an object known as the Quill of Destiny…”

Before he could even blink, Facetous had grabbed Tal, and was holding him so tight that he nearly squeezed the life out of him. With a tone of urgency, but not anger, he said, “Now listen to me. I don’t know how you learned of this item, but you must never, EVER mention it again! Every god this world has ever had is forced to protect the secrecy of this object at all costs. I don’t care what your destiny is. If you even risk spreading knowledge of the Quill, the gods will unite to utter destroy your very existence. You will not only be annihilated; your very memory will be gone. It will be as if you never existed. I can’t protect you from this, and neither can anything else. Now, do you understand?”

Shocked, Tal numbly nodded. Facetous visibly relaxed and let Tal down. “Good. Now, I don’t want to hear another word of your plans. The danger is just too great. I only advise you do what you think is best, provided it involves not mentioning my city or the Quill to anybody. Now go. You must prepare to depart with your friends as soon as possible.”

Tal hurried off, and soon he and his friends teleported back to the area around Methosilang, where Bath and Xalem became official citizens, giving them the ability to teleport into the city later. From there, they prepared for their next mission: capturing The Blade of Minds and learning the location of Bas herself.

After taking a few days to again sell the treasure the obtained in the dragon statue and buy new equipment, they began to use the device TIE gave them to check on their prey. However, in the first few days of their surveillance, she apparently didn’t move more than a couple hundred feet from one spot.

“Maybe she’s with Bas now?” Robin asked.

Danae shook her head. “Based on what we saw with the Nightmare Prince and the earlier battle you two fought against The Lady of Blood, it’s likely that each of the Strife Masters has its own temple, lair, or base of operations. She’s likely there, and if so, attacking it would be a suicide mission. We should wait until she’s moving.”

It took almost a week, but finally, she began to travel across the continent. Realizing that this was their chance, the party mobilized immediately. After determining the path The Blade of Minds was starting to take, Danae quickly teleported the entire group to a spot about a mile ahead, where the area became hilly and their prey would probably have limited mobility if she chose to walk between the hills. With a little time to prepare, the entire party became invisible and gained the ability to fly. They then waited for The Blade of Minds and her escorts to come into view.

She was far from alone. Besides the Blade of Minds herself, who wore gem-based armor and carried a sword of the same material, there was a short humanoid in a gray robe (probably a gnome or halfling,) a strange humanoid that appeared to be made out of gold-colored clay, a demon with a bony, brain-filled protrusion that extended from the back of its head to the ground, three human-sized gray robed cultists that traveled a bit away from the Blade and seemed to be of a lower status, and four stone giants who didn’t wear the standard robes but did have a number of crystalline objects.

Bath was already fighting the temptation to dive right at the demon, but the party was interested in a more tactical approach. Wong and Tal began the attack by focusing on the strange gold creature and The Blade herself. Wong moved up to try and strike her at a critical nerve juncture, stunning her and making it easier to capture her, while Tal fired a ray of disintegration at the gold creature. However, while both attacks struck true, The Blade and the creature were too powerful to be defeated so quickly, and both moved to respond to their sudden attackers. Before they could, however, the rest of the party continued the ambush. Danae in particular was brutal. Before their enemy could react at all, she rained a volley of meteors down on them. The attack instantly incinerated the small cultist, nearly killed the four giants and three regular cultists, and even heavily wounded The Blade of Minds herself! Danae looked a little worried at that last part. After all, the last thing she wanted to do was accidentally kill their target. That would make everything much more complicated.

But as she pondered this, the rest of her friends continued the attack. Bath began to attack the demon, while Robin started picking off the giants and lesser cultists. By the time The Blade of Minds could react, only she, the gold creature, and the demon remained, and it was obvious to all of them that retreat was their only chance. The demon and gold creature simply teleported away, and The Blade of Minds somehow disappeared into thin air! As they fled, the demon warned the party, “I’ll be back, and with reinforcements!”

The party was again alone, but they realized they didn’t have time to gather all the equipment of the fallen. If the demon was telling the truth, then they’ll be outnumbered on a massive scale in a matter of seconds. They quickly fled to Methosilang, and then examined TIE’s device. For the first thirty seconds or so, it didn’t show her at all, as if she simply disappeared. After that, however, she reappeared back at the battle site, then immediately returned to her original position.

The group looked at each other with embarrassment and despair. They had failed to catch her, and now that she knows she is a target, there’s no telling if they’ll get another chance. They began to wait, hoping that they would get another chance, but afraid that it might never come, or worse, if it did, that it would be a trap.

OOC Notes: This part of the adventure was pretty open-ended. I honestly didn’t know if the party would be able to capture her, and it was pretty close for a while there. But after this game, I had to think of a new way to handle the fight, since a half-dozen ambush battles would have gotten tedious quickly.
 

LordVyreth

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The Semiplanar Rift.

A week passed, and still The Blade of Minds didn’t flee from her temple. Of course, they still weren’t certain her regular location was the temple, but they knew that their quarry would never visit Bas as long as she knew she was being tracked. Finally, she began to show signs of motion again. She suddenly disappeared from her current location to appear in a valley hundreds of miles away, which indicated a likely teleport. From there, however, she just stopped, and didn’t move for over an hour.

“This has trap written all over it,” Tal grumbled, as the party decided what to do with this sudden change.

“Maybe, but what choice do we have,” Danae sighed. “We have no other way to find Bas, and we can’t lead Methosilang’s armies until we know where to lead them.”

“Well, what if I went ahead to scout?” Bath asked. “I can turn invisible easily enough, and I should figure out the situation before they can stop me?”

After remembering how even Bas’ most powerful servants couldn’t hurt Bas before, the group agreed, and Bath used her Plane Shifting ability to repeatedly jump towards The Blade’s location until by sheer luck she arrived close enough to her target to fly there. As she used her powers, she noticed that there was some sort of strange interference every time she tried to leave the plane, but it wasn’t anything she had trouble with.

Finally, she reached the Blade’s location, only to notice things were…unusual. Though the device to track the Blade was certain she was right in front of her, Bath couldn’t see anything. Realizing they might be invisible, Bath used her magic to gain the sight of truth, and saw strange, blurry lights in the vague shape of The Blade and her many servants. Bath was afraid this was part of the ambush, but the lights seemed frozen, as their target and her servants were held here. Bath investigated the area further, and found a message carved into the ground nearby. It read:

To the “heroes” of Methosilang:

I am well aware of your intentions at this point. Obviously, you need the location of Bas’ body if you hope to change destiny. Of course, there is a location I want from you as well. But I’m not interested in massive casualties on both sides of this war. Sure, you could try another ambush, but we both know that I won’t be surprised again, and the battle would likely cause massive casualties on both sides. Or, you could simply lose patience and launch a siege on my home, which would obviously be a brutal fight, with deaths on both sides. Therefore, I have decided to end this simply. As you can see, I went to the Rift. I’m sure you know the way there, and the way out. Our intelligence indicates that you left the plane, after all, so it’s the only logical conclusion. I will be waiting in the gateway out of the Rift. There can be no escape there, so only one of us will walk out free. Both I and the other Strife Masters have an obligation to keep the Rift guarded, but if you Jump past the puzzle foyer and the final room before the gateway, you can bypass them quickly enough. I expect you to be there as soon as possible. If not, we could continue this little chase, but we both know that it would likely be futile.
Tesserill Requien.

Finding this curious, Bath returned to the party.

“Well, is it safe?” Danae asked.

Bath looked confused. “They’re gone, and went to some place called the Rift or something. I don’t know what that is, though.”

Danae thought for a moment, and then looked shocked. “She’s in the Semiplanar Rift!”

After noticing how confused everyone looked as they stared at her, she sighed and explained. “The Rift is a sub plane that exists around the entirety of our plane. It blocks all attempts to leave the plane, at least for extended periods of times. Planes connected to ours like the Shadow and Ethereal plane are allowed, and even quick jumps to the Astral plane like those used for teleport spells are fine, but anything more than that will cause you to get sucked into the Rift.”

“But that makes no sense, we’ve been off-plane to buy and sell magic items all the time!” Robin complained.

“Yes, but we’ve been given special treatment, I believe. Remember what happened the first time we tried leaving the plane, not counting all those weird tests TIE put you through before I joined you?”

Robin thought for a second, and then replied, “We ended up in some bar in a place called Sigil, right? I never understood why that happened. You were trying to take us to Union, right?”

“Right, but I felt the resistance of the Rift as I left. I was worried about this, which is why I was so reluctant to leave. But instead of getting pulled in, something saved us, and we got redirected into the bar.”

“Then what happened,” Xalem, who never heard this story before, asked.

“Well, first of all, we were cheered by the bar attendees. Apparently almost nobody has made it out of the Rift and therefore escaped our plane lately. The last ones to do so were, well, Phellis and the other Strife Masters according to the descriptions the Bar Patrons gave us. We asked them about why our plane is so hard to leave from, but they immediately shut up. If we can trust their story, eons ago, a being calling herself The Indigo Entity appeared and ordered the entirety of Sigil into a vow of secrecy about this plane. Nothing about it can be discussed under any circumstances. Now, a place like Sigil isn’t exactly good at following rules like that, so there was a protest. The Lady of Pain, who is a godlike super-entity that rules Sigil, even intervened. However, this Indigo Entity privately showed The Lady something that absolutely terrified her. The Lady of Pain was so universally feared and respected on Sigil that when they saw her scared, the population became far more interested in following the rule, and that’s how things have been ever since. I believe that The Indigo Entity is our friend TIE, and that she was responsible for the Rift as well. If so, then that explains why we’ve been given an exemption from the Rift. We’re too important or amusing or something to TIE, so we get to leave. I assume the same exemption was passed onto Bath and Xalem when they joined us.”

“So THAT’s why this place is called the Forbidden Plane!” Bath exclaimed.

“But you said that the Strife Masters left before you did?” Xalem asked.

“Yes, which likely means they’ve already been into the Rift, and they managed to survive it. Since they probably weren’t aiming at that same bar that we turned up in, I think everyone ends up at that Sigil bar the first time they survive the Rift. We’ve been able to travel the planes normally ever since, so it probably only happened to them the first time as well. That means that The Blade will have an advantage over us; she knows the environment, and no longer has to fear the tests.”

“But how can we even enter the Rift if we automatically bypass it?” Tal inquired.

“Oh, we still feel the resistance of the Rift when we leave; we just can get through it easily enough. To enter the Rift, all we have to do is not fight the resistance, and let it pull us into the Rift. However, once we’re there, I suspect that we will be forced to follow the rules of the Rift. We won’t be able to leave until we pass the test as normal.”

“As we though, it is a trap then,” Tal growled. “Well, let’s go in and get this over with.”

After a day or so of preparation, the party was ready to see if this Rift was really as bad as it sounded. “Are you sure you don’t know anything about the test itself?” Tal asked.

Danae shook her head. “It’s been years since the last person who entered the Rift returned, so they were either killed in the Rift or on the planes beyond it. And the Rift’s test apparently changes over time, so any information I have would be unreliable anyway.”

With that, she and Bath prepared to take the party off-plane, and as the resistance of the Rift closed around them, they relaxed their focus, letting the Rift take them in. They found themselves in a massive room with walls covered completely with large mirrors. Immediately, they began to investigate the room. They found what looked like a door easily enough, but the mirrors were just too intriguing to ignore entirely. For one thing, a couple of them weren’t showing their reflections! Instead, a group of people that looked like humanoids made out of mirrors were watching the party from those mirrors, and occasionally were scribbling notes about them in little books.

This last effect seemed to irritate Wong in particular, who has been quiet ever since the start of this mission. “What are you doing” he yelled at the mirrors, which only made the mirror creatures scribble in their books fasters. “Stop writing about me!” he continued. He finally got so frustrated that he punched one of the mirrors, causing it to shatter. However, as he stood over it, panting with anger, the pieces slowly floated back onto the wall, forming the mirror again. Soon, it was good as new, and the mirror creatures were back inside the mirror, same as always.

“Wong, we can figure this out later. We have to get going,” Tal said with exasperation, as he investigated the door, but that was proving to be harder than expected. It didn’t seem to have any handle or knob, so he had now obvious way of even opening it. However, when he touched the surface of the door, it rippled as if it was liquid. Realizing that this was the way in, he called out to the rest of the party, “Over here!” Carefully, each one stepped through the door and further into the rift.

Beyond the portal door, the party found themselves in another large room, though the walls seemed to be a more solid blue color here. More troubling was the group of creatures waiting for them. The note that The Blade of Minds left (or Tesserill, as the note named her) suggested that they just teleport to her location at the end of the Rift, but she never knew that the party had previously used a system to bypass the Rift, and now had to fight their way through it as normal. And because Bath never told the party at large what the note said, just the general information, they didn’t know that Tesserill expected them to bypass the guards in the first place. Therefore, when they saw the Cerebrilith demon, the golden creature (called a Rilmani,) a giant bird with strange eyes that looked like insect hives, and a floating, slug-like creature of massive proportions, they assumed that Tesserill set her guards up here to kill or weaken the party before their fight, and responded accordingly. In other words, with violence.
 

LordVyreth

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Semi-Planar Rift: Getting the Lay of the Lands

As the two groups closed for combat, Danae was the first to respond aggressively. She fired a ball of flames at the floating slug creature, only for it to suddenly vanish a few feet from the creature’s body. “It has some kind of anti-magic field!” she gasped.

Meanwhile, the hive bird was nearly as fast, and a swarm of insects surrounded Danae, distracting her and making her spells harder to cast. The psionic demon was also quick to respond, but as he charged at the party, a righteously furious Bath crashed into him and began to slice at him with unrelenting force. Wong went after the gold man while Tal assisted with long range spells, and Robin flew up to engage the hive bird. Xalem, as he typically did in these situations, looked confused and tried to heal the others whenever he had a chance.

Robin, it turned out, made the biggest mistake at first. By flying right at the bird, he just became its most obvious target, and it easily flew at him and snatched him in one massive claw. Tal tried to help his friend, so the bird casually whirled around and snatched him up in the other claw! In the meantime, Bath had defeated the demon with almost no effort, but when she turned to help Wong fight the gold man, it didn’t turn out as well. Though the gold man’s weaponry struck her with the full force of both chaos and evil, he didn’t appear to be evil or chaotic himself, and whenever Bath tried to strike at him with her blade, a suit of full plate armor instantly materialized around him, making him very hard to even wound.

Danae, meanwhile, was busy dealing with the bird, since it had already neutralized a third of the party and was firing insects at Xalem with force greater than the strongest arrows. However, she had to bob and weave to evade the swarm following her as she did so, but a wizard as experienced as her could easily focus her mind to ignore a few insect bites. She hurled first fire and then electricity at the bird, until it screeched in pain and dropped its victims to claw more viciously at this new thread. However, Robin barely got a chance to stand up before suffering a worst fate. The slug monster wasn’t just watching the fight this whole time. It was a psionic creature as well, and thus could penetrate its own anti-magic field to bombard its foes with power. It was striking Robin with massive concussive forces every chance that it could, and now that its wounded foe was free, it could finish the job. It implanted an alternate psionic reality in Robin’s mind, trapping him in a state of perpetual bliss. Normally, Robin would be strong enough to fight such a force, but he was just too weak at this point from the blasts and the effect of the claws, and his mind was easily entrapped.

Bath and Wong had managed to nearly finish the gold man when he simply smiled and used his magical powers to completely heal himself! “Okay, that’s it!” Bath yelled, and she flew off to fight the flying slug. As soon as she got close, she felt all of her magical power drain from her, but she could fly naturally, so she was unconcerned. Even without its magical enhancements, her blade was able to easily slice into the monster. However, when the creature was able to respond to its new threat, it was able to swat at Bath with a number of monstrous tentacles with equal ease, now that the magic of her armor was gone.

Back on the ground, Wong was forced to deal with the gold man by himself. He was worried for a moment, but he sighed with relief when he saw that Tal and Danae had finally finished off the bird. His relief abruptly ended, however, when he saw that its body was crashing directly towards him! He tried to flee, but couldn’t escape in time. The body of the massive creature crashed on top of him, and while he barely survived the impact, he was unable to crawl out from under it.

Tal moved to help Wong while Danae turned her attention to the gold man and started to rain deadly magic on him. In the air, meanwhile, the slug managed to grapple Bath with its tentacles, and then swallowed her completely! This proved to be far less effective than the creature thought, however, since Bath was totally immune to the creature’s stomach acids. She took out a dagger and began to cut through the creature’s belly, doing almost as much as she was when she was fighting the creature from the outside!

Finally, both the slug and the gold man had enough. Now heavily outnumbered, and with Xalem using his healing magic to undo the damage they inflicted earlier, they fled. The way that they vanished, however, was very unusual. Instead of the normal teleportation effects, it was as if they walked behind invisible walls and never emerged. Bath even appeared out of nowhere as the slug slowly disappeared.

With the foes taken care of, at least for now, the party was free to explore the room more carefully. At the far end of the room, there were three pillars that each contained some sort of container or vessel: an earthen mug, an animal skull formed into a bowl, and a jeweled chalice adorned with what looked like pictures of the party on it! There was also a mural on the far wall which contained a poem. It read:

The Riddle of the Rift

Every beginning requires an ending; every birth a death; every celebration a tragedy. Before you are the dead remains of past worlds, realities that expired, much as a living being does. Some still hold the souls of their survivors, trapped in their new, endless afterlife, while others are simply bereft of life. Exploring new worlds requires the responsibility of knowing the fate of worlds that fail, and indeed of all worlds with time. All save one, perhaps.

Take the vessel of land, made of the elements of the world and filled with the breath of creation. Take it to the land between the world of blighted nature and the world of terrain made into industry, and speak the words “The breath of the living beckons you to come forth.” The first challenge shall call for you there, a monstrosity of angry nature, come to life.

Take the vessel of lost life, carved from a being as great and noble as you are now, and look from the world of those trapped by bliss to the entrance of this rift. Travel in that direction until you find the loyal fools, doomed to die for their masters until they gain redemption, and then turn left, and travel through the worlds in this direction as far as you can go. Speak the words, “The beating heart of those who live has an offering.” The second challenge, angry at the destruction of worlds he himself helped destroy, will summon thee.

Take the vessel of shadows from here to the world where the restless dead give escape to all by themselves, and then to the world where the angry living impart the same gift, with the same consequences. Say to the realm “My soul is cleaned, I am prepared.” However, this vessel begins empty. Before these words have meaning, the vessel must be filled. When your shadows first seek you out, you must be willing to come to them. After one of your own visits this world and returns, one way or the other, use him or her as a guide for the rest of thee, and cleanse your souls of the shadows. This shall fill the vessel. Seek the end of this final path, and when your shadows have no more power, the way to freedom shall be revealed.

“What does all this mean?” Robin asked.

Danae peered at it for a moment, then sighed and shrugged. “I have no clue. I guess we can figure it out better once we’ve explored this place a bit.”

With that, the group traveled through a door at the far end of the room, and found themselves in a hallway. The walls are completely mirrored, just like they were in the entrance room. There were three doors on the far wall, but before the party considered which one to go through, they were curious about another feature in the room. It was filled with clocks of all kinds. Bath, as usual, was the first to have the courage to actually do anything to them. She looked carefully at a clock, found a button on it, and pushed it without hesitation! Immediately, everyone in the room felt unbearably tired, and fell unconscious. Even Bath, who normally doesn’t need sleep, felt too tired to keep her eyes open. And so, as the party slept, they began to dream…

In the dreams, all the characters were forced to answer a question. They had to decide what is would they choose, uncertain death or a life of imprisonment. Those that selected uncertain death wound up in what appeared to be a dark forest. Those that chose imprisonment found themselves in a massive prison. Fortunately, they were not in one of the cells, but the people in the cells were shouting and pleading at them in the hope that the party would release them. As for Wong, he didn’t appear at all. It was as if the Rift had swallowed him up.

And so began the wanderings of the party, as they struggled to find each other, only to get split up and lost further with time. As they wandered, they found that the majority of the Rift consisted of nine little micro-worlds and a hallway between every set of worlds.

The first world, the forest world, appeared to be a forest of the dead. Ghostly souls wandered freely throughout it. Though the clearing the party started in was safe, walking through the rest of the forest slowly drained away their life force. Fortunately, the way to safety could be found by tracking some of the souls to a series of doors, which each led out of the forest in a different direction.

The prison seemed almost as endless. The prisoners, if their information could be trusted, made themselves immortal, but their civilization died anyway due to warfare. The only survivors, ironically, were the prisoners like those in this world. Exploring the prison was hazardous, as it was filled with traps, but the prisoners knew the way out. It was just a matter of knowing which ones could be trusted.

Another world was made of little but an ocean of a toxic fluid. The remains of a city, which was apparently destroyed by the sea, occasionally pokes out of the sea, and crossing these ruins was the only way to the next set of doors. Of course, since so many members of the party could fly at this point, there was little danger in this realm.

Similarly, another world was nothing but a massive tree that was at least miles high. It appeared to be warped and twisted, and now was full of spikes and thorns. Climbing it was possible, if risky, but fliers made short work of this obstacle as well.

A more dangerous obstacle was found in a more mechanical world. The party found themselves in what appeared to be the interior of a massive machine, though the part they were in was more like a massive, transparent tube that served as a hallway. The doorways to escape were within sight, but the rest of the tube was flooded, forcing the party to make a difficult swim through the water to escape. A few of the less physical members of the party were forced to get help from the local wildlife, a form of reptilian sea-horse that could be ridden to the doorways.

The next world was a desert, and the numerous craters that cover the ground suggested this world was destroyed by massive warfare. Strange metal things floated above the desert, sweeping it with searchlights. Not eager to find out what would happen if the lights caught them, the party carefully crossed the desert, using magic and their own stealthy ability to stay hidden.

Another world appeared to be entirely underground, and was made out of tunnels carved out of solid stone. Somehow, much of the stonework appeared to form some sort of massive mechanical machine powered by steam, and the party had to carefully evade massive superheated geysers, stone valves and pistons to escape.

The last two worlds were slightly stranger. The first appeared to be a bar of infinite size. The party found themselves just outside of it, and had to find the way out within the bar. This wasn’t easy, as the patrons weren’t very helpful, and the place seemed to have a draining effect on the minds of those inside it, reducing them to drooling nitwits in a matter of hours.

The last one looked a little like a standard image of hell, complete with fire, slightly cavernous surroundings, and demonic artwork. The only exceptions were the inhabitants: a race of strange, demonic penguins that were blocking the way out. Talking to them was frustrating, especially since they had an odd habit of ending everything they said with the word “dood,” but fighting them proved to be even more of a mistake. The first time the party tried that, the penguins tried advancing, tripped all over themselves, and immediately self-destructed when they hit the ground! It left the party alive but very injured, and they wisely retreated while they could.

As they traveled, the party discovered a few other noteworthy individuals that appeared to be fellow travelers in the Rift as opposed to the trapped natives. A few were even familiar faces. These include Quercus, who was trapped in the desert ever since he left the plane to find his father. Also here was Zethar, the young eladrin that journeyed with the party briefly before suffering a brief and violent death. After being risen from the dead, he left to determine if he was really ready to help the party, and was trapped here. Another celestial was found in the bar, though he was a Solar, the most powerful of the celestial races. Bath was in the group that first found him, and insisted that a fellow celestial be given the chance to escape this trap. Finally, there was Theaven, a powerful druid who was separated from his own adventuring party when they tried to escape the Rift themselves. He’s been searching ever since, but since he hasn’t found them yet, he’s pretty sure they were killed, so is happy escaping with the party.

Eventually, the party, along with their four new friends, reunited. Now that they understood the place a little better, the puzzle began to make more sense. “That first part should be pretty easy to figure out by now,” Danae pondered as she again led the conversation. She looked over a rough map that went over the relative position of all the worlds. She pointed at the world with the warped tree. “Now, if this is blighted nature, and this,” she pointed to the world of the stone machine, “Is the terrain made into industry, then the space between it should be where we speak that invocation. And that location is the desert of warfare.”

The plan established, the party made their way in that direction, and then spoke in unison, “The breath of the living beckons you to come forth.” Suddenly, they began to sink through the very ground. Quercus and the other celestials remained behind, apparently because they weren’t part of the test the party began, but surprisingly, Theaven was allowed to travel with them, as if he took the place for the absent Wong. They sank further until the world they came from disappeared completely, and they prepared to face the first great challenge of the Rift.

OOC: That fight at the start of this section was another one that took forever. Between the hard to hit self-healing enemy, the enemy in the anti-magic sphere, and much of the party being immobilized at any point, progress was slow.

I was also a little worried about recapping the main areas of the Rift as well. The party wandered them for a large part of a couple sessions, and it was too long since I played this part to remember who was where and in what order. Thus, I just summarized the area in general.

The penguins in the last area are called Prinnies, and are from the humorous Playstation 2 tactical RPG Disgaea. They don’t really play a large role in this plotline or other recent ones, but I liked the game so much that I wanted to toss them in somewhere.
 

LordVyreth

First Post
The Semiplanar Rift: The First Two Challenges

When the party finally landed, they were in a new realm entirely. They were standing on a massive plateau. It was impossible to tell how tall it was, because they appeared to be in the middle of a storm and nothing but clouds could be seen in any direction. As they were examining their immediate surroundings, however, a massive storm cloud separated from the general strata 200 feet away and charged at the plateau and the party at high speed! The party quickly realized that either the cloud was hiding the first challenge or the cloud itself was the challenge and moved to intercept it.

Danae was the first to react. She fired a massive fireball at the cloud, and it seemed to be effective. However, when Robin followed through with a volley of arrows, about half of them passed through the cloud harmlessly! Realizing the danger this cloud posed, he ordered his animal companion, a raptor named Rex, to go into hiding. Tal fired his own magic into the cloud, but it too seemingly had no effect. Before the others could react, the cloud had floated into the middle of the plateau and attacked!

The cloud, which was later discovered to be a creature called a Thunder Worm, initially attacked by generating a massive thunderbolt within its body, then releasing it outward in a shockwave of sonic energy and electricity. This attack alone was enough to nearly kill half the party, with Xalem and Theaven in particular being heavily injured by the blast. Theaven retreated a bit to begin healing, while Xalem focused on healing the others to the point where he was neglecting his own health.

After the initial thunderclap, the party set upon the cloud from all sides, but while the fight was simple, it was brutal. The cloud itself was nearly impossible to dissipate, especially since only half of everything done to it even seemed to affect it. Meanwhile, the cloud moved among the party, engulfing them inside its body and pummeling them with lesser strikes of lightning and sonic booms. Finally, they nearly finished it, but as they were ready to finish it, it began to charge a second thunderclap! The party looked at each other with panic in their eyes. Between Xalem’s original injuries, which still remained untreated, and the damage the others took since the start of the fight, it was unlikely they would survive another blast of this source. As the creature was nearly ready to fire, salvation seemed to come from the most unlikely of sources: Rex. Though ordered to hide, it instead chose to try and save its master, and leapt onto the cloud. However, it leapt right through it, with none of its attacks connecting! Just as all hope seemed lost, however, Xalem shocked the entire party by attacking the creature! The holy energy he rained down on the creature was enough to finally stop it. As they looked at Xalem, he looked a little embarrassed but said, “Don’t worry, it was non-lethal damage. I couldn’t let it hurt you farther, but there was no reason to kill it.”

“Is that so?” Theaven asked, as he finished the unconscious creature off with one blow! As the creature died, the plateau and clouds seemed to disappear, and the party returned to the desert they disappeared from.

“Why did you do that?” Xalem shouted. “It could do no further harm to us!”

“We had no choice!” Theaven responded. “Didn’t you notice that we escaped that place only after I killed the beast? It was obvious that the challenge wouldn’t be over while that creature still lived. Besides, it was just a test spawned by the Rift. It was probably purely artificial, and the Rift could easily revive it or make another.”

“That’s not the point,” Xalem protested. “My friends respect my wish to avoid killing the harmless. They wouldn’t have killed the creature so quickly and with so little thought and remorse.”

“Well, don’t consider me your friend, then,” Theaven replied. “I’m only here with you so we can mutually escape this death trap. After that, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

The discussion, at least for now, was over, and the party decided to return to the hallway and rest, despite the risks resting brings in this place. After another set of dreams and some navigating through the rooms of the Rift to reunite, the party planned their next move.

Also, Bath noticed something interesting. “I think that Solar is starting to heal!” she said, pointing at their new, mostly incoherent friend. And indeed, the effects of the tavern appeared to be wearing off. He was still unable to talk or act on his own, but there was a little more surety in his steps, a little more intelligence behind his eyes.

Xalem pondered this. “You know, I think I can magically speed his healing process. He might be able to explain who he is and why he’s here.” After the others agreed, he used magic to restore the Solar’s mind and soul.

The effect was immediate. The Solar suddenly looked around with clarity in his eyes, and instantly the realization of what he did struck him. “Oh, what have I done?” he asked. “Who knows how many years I wasted in that trap?”

Quercus, sensing something familiar about him, asked, “Excuse me, sir? We were wondering who you are and what you were doing here.”

The Solar sighed and said, “Well, you seem to be the ones responsible for saving me. I suppose I owe you at least some answers in exchange. My name is Galatron. Years ago, I first came to this plane with the woman I loved. She was a servant of an evil goddess, a humanoid tainted by her demonic nature, but she revolted with my guidance. She chose to live a life of peace and benevolence, and I was granted leave to be with her. We soon began a family. Our daughter was a beautiful creature, but she possessed both my divine nature and the demonic powers of her mother. Still, we did our best to raise her to be a good creature, until the…incident.” With that, the Solar choked back a sob. It was obvious, even years later, that remembering this hurt him.

Quercus, however, was starting to realize who this was. “Your daughter, would she be named Shekuldellstra?”

Galatron looked surprised and nodded. “Why, yes she is. Have you heard of her? Please, tell me what happened to her!”

But Quercus shook his head. “First, tell me the rest of your story. What happened after the…incident? And don’t worry about explaining it in detail; I think I know what happened, though we don’t know what evil caused it.”

Galatron replied, “Sadly, neither do I. The attack just came out of no where. One moment, we were a happy family, and the next…well, you said you knew. After my wife died, I felt like I had little reason to remain on this world, but I felt I had to do something to help the world after living in it for so long. I decided to create another half-celestial child to one day become a leader in the world, and possibly to one day oppose my daughter if she turned evil without our guidance. However, the plan was a failure. Not only did the elven woman who agreed to bear my child die during childbirth, but my son, Quercus, was a stillborn. He too was dead. After this second tragedy, I couldn’t bear to remain on this plane any longer. I fled, but was caught in this trap when I left. I have been here ever since.”

Quercus, shocked to hear about his own history and that he should apparently be dead, was about to speak up and tell his dad the truth when Danae put her hand on his shoulder and shook her head. She turned to the Solar and said, “Galatron, we should get going to complete the second challenge. There’s something that I need to speak with…my associate about, but he’ll return here after I am done. Can you and Zethar wait for us here?”

Galatron nodded, and the group left the hallway they had regrouped in. “What was that about?” Quercus demanded. “Why won’t you let me tell him that I am his son?”

“You can if you want, but before you do, we should try to figure out why he thought you were dead. I believe that your very existence, and perhaps that of the rest of us,” she said, as she indicated herself, Tal, and Robin, but not Theaven, Xalem, or Bath, “is owed directly to our mysterious guide.”

“Lady Memory?” Quercus guessed, and Danae nodded.

“I believe that somehow, she altered reality so that we lived, and made it seem to the rest of the world that we always were alive. However, I suspect that before that dream we all had years ago, we didn’t really exist. That’s why your father still remembers you being dead. He wasn’t on this plane of existence when we came into being, so he wouldn’t have been affected by the memory modifications.”

“But what should I do? I can’t just lie to my father now that I found him!”

“Tell him what you want.” Danae said. “I just wanted you to be aware of the situation before you said anything. To be honest, I don’t really know what to think about any of this. Once all of this is finally over, I expect to spend a long time figuring it out, but surviving this place is our first objective. If you want, you can return to your father and Zethar now. We have to figure out the second riddle.”

After staring at the riddle for a while, Tal nodded and said, “I think I got it. The world of those trapped by bliss is obviously the tavern, so we have to go there, and then walk towards the first hallway we entered from the room with the puzzle. From there, we probably have to go that world with the demon penguin things, since I think they’re the loyal fools, especially with that doomed to die thing. From there, we turn left, and go as far as we can, which leads us to that ruined city with the acid ocean. If we say the words there, we should be fine.”

After a brief discussion, the others agreed, and the party began the now-routine task of wandering the worlds. As expected by now, they reached the acid world with ease, and after uttering the words “The beating heart of those who live have an offering,” they were again pulled out of the world and into a new battlefield.

It was a ruined city, much like the one the acid oceans had overrun, but this one was dry and the remains of the buildings were more solid. Once again, the threat arrived just as the party was getting its bearings, but this one could be heard before it could be seen. Footsteps like earthquakes reverberated all around them, until a creature the size one of the ruined buildings stepped out from behind a particularly large pile of debris. It looked vaguely like a typical Chimera, but it was at least ten times its size and was far more powerful looking. The lion’s eyes glowed red, as if lit with an internal fire, and acid constantly dripped from the dragon head. As the party members came into view, all three heads turned to watch them, and with a deafening triple roar, it charged right at them!

Robin was quick to react. Afraid to get anywhere near such a massive creature, he began to pepper it with arrows, but when Tal tried to follow through with a magical ray, it harmlessly dissipated when up against its field of resistance. As he tried to figure out what to do about this, a more courageous (and reckless) Bath happily flew up closer to engage the creature in melee, only to be crushed in the massive jaws of the lion head. Her angelic might kept her alive and relatively strong after the bite, but she wasn’t prepared when the creature then spit her out, sending her flying to the ground some thirty feet away. Clearly, she realized, closing with this creature will be harder than she expected.

Danae, Xalem, and Theaven meanwhile prepared to assist the party with magic. Danae’s own offensive spells managed to get through much more easily, but it was still not nearly enough to stop the creature. Xalem meanwhile began to prepare defensive magic to aid the party while Theaven noticed the dark and overcast sky, and prepared to emulate the last challenge by creating a lightning storm. However, as they prepared their attacks, the creature was ready to fight back. It first tried keeping its distance as well, and instead fired the fiery eye rays the lion head possessed at Bath and Robin. Both were partially immolated by the powerful rays, but neither attack proved lethal.

As Robin resumed firing at the beast, Tal had an idea. He recently gained a spell that let him partially break down the magical resistance of creatures, and used it to make the creature accessible to his magic more often. Theaven took advantage of this by firing the first of many lightning bolts at the creature, but Danae was getting a little nervous about how close the creature was getting and erected a prismatic sphere to protect herself. Bath tried getting close again, but again was forced back by the creature’s blows. After so many injuries, she chose to heal herself and figure out a new plan.

Meanwhile, the beast was again closer, and this time it breathed a cone of acid at as much of the party as it could. Once again, however, it wasn’t enough to fatally harm anyone, and Xalem was there to help. This volley of distance attacks continued from both sides for a while, and the chimera managed to even throw its goat horns like a boomerang at one point! Finally, though, Danae tired of this nonsense. Realizing the creature was even dumber than most chimeras, it created a wall of force to block it in, and when Bath realized what Danae did, she smiled. When the creature finally realized it was being blocked by an invisible wall and tried to find a way around it, Bath was waiting for it, and carefully squeezed in between the wall and the creature.

No longer able force Bath back, the chimera was forced to engage her directly in melee. Even so, and despite Bath’s skin that blocked damage from all sources but the purest of evil, it was a fierce battle. As hard as Bath normally was to hit, to the massive creature’s two bites, goat’s horns, and paws, she was as fragile as a paper doll. Her sword, on the other hand, was capable of doing just as much damage to the monster, and with healing from Xalem and magical and missile assistance from the rest of the party, it was finally brought down. Again the party faced one of the Rift’s challenges, and again they returned victorious. This next one, however, appeared to be different. The riddle mentioned that they had to fill the last vessel before it could be used, yet the vessel was empty. How could they finish this last challenge if they didn’t know how to even start it?

OOC Notes: Okay, I want to make something clear. I didn’t see Buffy’s fifth season before I made this campaign. That being said, I do admit there were a lot of coincidental similarities so far. The whole Shekuldellstra thing was similar enough to Glory that one of my players commented on it, and now I’ve gone and made most of the PCs into Dawn. It seemed so original when I first planned it. 

Kari-Lasti-Null, the chimera challenge, came courtesy of the Kaiju template from an earlier Dragon magazine article. To describe it simply, it’s the Godzilla template. It’s very fun, and I highly recommend it if you have a high level party and the issue containing it.
 

Neurotic

I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
HAARRGH!! I'M BACK! :) Sorry for screaming, our ISP locked all our outgoing lines, we couldn't call or use Internet for some time now :( All because some beaurocrat forgot to send us a bill.

Story: I have some ideas, but I won't post it. Besides I'm not sure and don't have time enought to read back several chapters to be sure. You made quite an update. Or maybe I just didn't read for some time ;)

I look forward to the big ending...
 

LordVyreth

First Post
Semi-Planar Rift: The Shadow! The Shadow? The Shadow.

Before worrying too much about the third challenge, the party decided to rest for the night. After all, the battle against the supremely powerful chimera had taken a lot out of all of them, and if they had to face another challenge like that the next day, it would be better to be prepared for it. They went to the nearest mirrored hallway and again used the clock to make a day pass, letting them recover their magic. Tomorrow, they would find the solution, they thought. However, it turned out the solution would find them that evening!

Or at least it found two of them. When Xalem and Bath both woke up with a start, and when they found the party after the usual sub-world exploration routine, they explained that they both had the strangest dream, and that both of their dreams were identical! “I felt like I was about to be attacked by my own evil self,” an exhausted Bath explained.

Xalem looked troubled and clarified. “It was worse than that, actually. I felt my own shadow wretch away from my body, taking a little piece of me with it. It was about to attack me when I woke up. I still feel like part of me is missing,” he continued, as he glanced around. As soon as he looked into a mirror, however, he froze and shouted, “There he is!”

The others looked at the mirror he was pointing at, and saw that Xalem wasn’t being reflected in it! Instead, there appeared to be a mad berserker that looked disturbingly like Xalem. Similarly, a strange monster stared back at Bath. It looked like a unicorn, but it was larger than normal and had numerous snake heads in addition to its normal unicorn head.

“Well, I think we know what we have to fight to fill that last vessel,” Danae comments.

“But how to we actually get there?” Xalem asks despairingly. “They’re on the other side of the mirror.”

“Why don’t you try walking through the mirror?” Tal asked. “That’s how we left that first room, after all.

Bath and Xalem both looked doubtful, but tried passing a hand through each of their mirrors anyway. Surprisingly (to everyone but Tal,) their hands passed right through. Even he was shocked when both of them were violently pulled into their mirrors, however!

Suddenly separated from the party and each other, Bath and Xalem were forced to fight their shadow clones alone. For Bath, this was fairly easily even in the weakened state she was left in after the shadow stole her power. A few quick strikes of her blade later, the beast was defeated and she was again at full power and returned safely home. Xalem, however, had a more difficult time of it. After all, he was dedicated to nonviolence, which greatly limited his options when fighting a frenzied, frothing mad version of himself! However, he had an idea. He couldn’t directly attack him, but some of his spells would cause others to be harmed if they continued their attacks, making it self-inflicted. After preparing one of those spells on the berserker, he simply allowed himself to be hurt and healed himself whenever possible until the berserker finally collapsed, freeing Xalem as well.

After the two returned, healthy but still confused about what to do next, Tal took out the chalice. “It looks like it’s only a little filled,” he said with disappointment. Maybe we all need to fight our shadows.”

Danae groaned. “That could take forever; we still don’t know what finally got Bath and Xalem to produce shadows. Maybe they’re the only ones who can even do it. After all, they’re the most obvious examples of good, so it makes sense that they would create evil clones.”

Tal took out a copy of the clue and tried to figure out if they were missing something. Finally, he shouted “Aha!”

“You got something?” a confused Robin asked.

“I think so. It says that after the first of us fought the shadow, he or she could be used as a guide for the rest of us. Maybe Bath and Xalem could lead us through the mirror?”

They decided to give it a try, so they joined hands with Bath and Xalem taking the lead. The line of heroes passed again through the mirror and ended up in the same barren realm that Xalem and Bath already experienced. As soon as they arrived, Tal, Robin, Theaven, and Danae had the same sense of losing their own shadows and a part of their life force with it, and their opposites took shape. Tal’s was a storm of elemental emerging that was seemingly composed of equal parts fire, water, air, and earth. Theaven’s was a frost giant of immense power and dark wisdom. Robin had a giant, flying, manta ray-like creature, but it seemed warped and twisted in the same way the creatures from Roivas Manor did. Finally, Danae created a Bookwyrm like the ones fought in the Ancient Library and The Nightmare Prince’s Manor, but it was much larger and had two heads. The four prepared to attack their creators, but this time, Bath and Xalem were there to give the party a distinct advantage.

Initially, everybody went after their own shadow in an attempt to regain their lost life force. Meanwhile, Bath started by helping Theaven fight the frost giant and Xalem went back on healing duty. Tal and Danae fired magic, Robin tried to keep his distance to avoid the sanity-draining gaze of the creature while firing arrows, and Theaven entered melee with Bath. Unsurprisingly, the giant was the first to fall, but before Theaven and Bath could move to help their friends, the others monsters began to wreak havoc on the group as a whole. Danae’s Dread, the bookwyrm, summoned three books to rotate around it, gaining additional strength and the aid of a fictional warrior and wizard who were made slightly real. It also launched its powerful breath at the party, causing Danae to lose any magical preparations she made before the fight and sonically damaging Robin with one head’s breath, and using the other to strike Theaven and Bath. Fortunately, Bath was able to resist the effects, but Theaven’s mind was partially disrupted, leaving him in a state of confusion for the rest of the fight. Meanwhile, Tal’s Terror began to rip through the unfortunate sorcerer, and Robin’s Regret flew close enough to begin sucking away at his mind while simultaneous biting him. His massive jaw clamped around him, trapping Robin as the creature prepared to swallow the ranger.

Despite Tal and Robin’s dilemmas, the rest of the party decided that the Bookwyrm was the most serious threat, and Bath charged at the creature while Danae destroyed it and its books with a spell and Xalem provided magical support. Since the creature was a construct, Xalem felt no need to worry about preserving its artificial life, and with offensive support from Xalem as well, the creature was quickly destroyed.

Of course, while they were finishing the Bookwyrm, two of their own were in greater danger. Tal was barely holding on against Tal’s Terror, and Robin was now swallowed by Robin’s Regret, not to mention being driven half-mad by the beast. Xalem moved to heal Tal while Bath, who was immune to mind-affecting effects and thus had nothing to fear from the creature’s gaze, charged the Regret while Danae began to fire upon it with magic. It tried attacking Bath, but it soon found that she was no where near as easy a target as Robin was, and it was soon chopped to bits, freeing the unfortunate ranger.

This left only Tal’s Terror, but now that it was outnumbered six to one (whenever Theaven was lucid enough to help,) the end was inevitable. The powerful creature was soon whittled down to nothingness, and with Tal’s shadow destroyed along with the others, the party was returned to the semi-normal part of the Rift.

All that remained now was figuring out the last riddle, passing the last challenge, and then finding The Blade of Minds. Danae shrugged after reading the riddle and said, “This is getting too easy. The restless deads’ land is that forest with the spirits that lead us to the end, and the angry living must be that immortals’ prison.”

After another rest and regrouping from the dream-based shifts, the group met at the forest, traveled to the prison from there, and spoke the final incantation, “My soul is cleansed; I am prepared.” Again, the party felt themselves sinking into a new realm, but this time, they were not in the realm of a challenger. They were in another mirrored room, and were surrounded by a half dozen hideous beasts, creatures, and monsters.

As they all began to converge on the party, Tal realized who these creatures were: more guardians of the realm; set up by Bas to prevent others from escaping the plane. Unlike the ones fought earlier in the foyer, they were not tied to the Blade of Minds’ church, but seemed to be servants of the other three sects. Before the party could even determine what half of them are, the guardians leapt into battle!

OOC Notes: Glad to see you again Neurotic. I might still be a bit away from the campaign conclusion, but I am at least almost caught up! Hopefully, that means that the SHs might be more detailed, since I don't have to rush to catch up and the details of what happened will be more fresh in my mind. Let me know when you finished the updates since your previous post, and what you think so far.
 

LordVyreth

First Post
Semiplanar Rift: Things don't go according to plan.

The party quickly tried to figure out exactly what they were fighting as the battle began. There were six enemies, and each was unique and very powerful in its own way. The first was perhaps the most terrifying: it was a beholder, one of the most dangerous and bizarre creatures known to exist. Its reputation as a walking arsenal of magic was well known, and to make matters worse, this one appeared to be unusually large for its kind! Next, there was a huge woman. She had some sort of black rocky hide, a pair of wings that ended in sharp blades, and a scythe for one hand, and her overall appearance was very diabolical.

The neutral evil sect was represented by a strange black insect creature. It was wearing some sort of mask that hid its face. The other creature was also a bipedal insect, but it looked more like a soldier compared to the more flimsy, academic appearance of the first bug. The chaotic sect, finally, was represented by two more well-known creatures. There was a marilith, the infamous demon with six arms and the lower body of a snake; and an umberhulk, though the umberhulk was larger and armed with much better equipment than its kind usually have.

Both sides quickly moved to gain any advantage they could, and Tal was the first to react. He decided to attack the more arcane-looking insect and fired a green disintegration ray at the creature. The ray caught the creature right on the chest, causing it to wail unearthly screams. Meanwhile, Danae and Robin realized their greatest threat was the beholder, and began to pummel it with both magic and arrows. However, the beholder was also quick to react, and mere moments after Xalem began to give the party enhancing magic, the beholder opened its center eye, draining nearly the entire party of their protections. It then unleashed its many eye rays on Theaven, Bath, and Robin, since they were outside of the antimagic effect. Fortunately, the rays had only minor effects, but the party knew enough about such creatures to realize that their luck would soon run out!
Meanwhile, the blade woman, who the party later learned was a devil called an ashmede, advanced on the party. She began her attack against Theaven, but soon learned the hard way that while Bath normally considered killing demons to be a priority, any evil fiend would work in a pinch! She began to slice the devil to bits while Theaven moved to help her, just as the rest of the villains made their move. Both the warrior insect (a yugoloth known as a mezzoloth) and the umberhulk suddenly worked themselves into violent outbursts, though the mezzoloth’s was more like a battle fury than the typical mindless rage. The yugoloth began to attack Tal while the umberhulk start to attack Danae. Meanwhile, the arcane insect (called an ethergaunt) quickly cast two spells. It first sent waves of strength-draining negative energy against everyone in the party that managed to evade the antimagic cone, and then fired another negative energy ray at Robin that drained much of his life force. Finally, the marilith used less subtle tactics. She merely began to slither towards Robin, intent on slashing him to bits with her many swords.

Despite the many threats around them, the party quickly realized the beholder had to be stopped. With its antimagic cone, the party was without the benefits of its magical equipment, making them easy targets for the less item-focused enemies. Besides, the longer the creature lived, the more likely someone would finally fall victim to one of its more deadly eye beams. Tal and Danae carefully escaped the cone of antimagic to fire at the creature with their most powerful magic, while Robin attacked it with arrows despite their decreased effectiveness within the cone. Bath and the ashmede continued to concentrate on each other, but Theaven also broke off the fight to help finish the creature. With a few words, fire rained down from above, incinerating the wounded creature at last. One down, five to go!

Of course, with their intent focus on the beholder, the mezzoloth, marilith, and umberhulk were able to freely rip into Tal, Robin, and Danae, and Robin was unlucky enough to be twisted up in the serpent woman’s tail. He struggled futilely as the demon laughed and began to shred him with her half-dozen swords. At the same time, the ethergaunt rained more magic down on the party. He sent a slightly weaker life-draining ray at Bath, but she was able to dissipate its effects with her inherent magic. The creature was not discouraged, however, and tried to suck the very moisture from her body. This had slightly more of an effect, but the angel still stood her ground.

While Xalem desperately tried to keep his wounded allies healthy, Tal backed away from the mezzoloth and helped Danae focus on her enemy, since the creature’s great strength and ability to confuse its enemies was his first concern. Bath finally finished off the ashmede and was about to turn to fight the marilith when she saw Danae get struck by the umberhulk. The blow was almost lethal, and as bad as Robin was doing at the moment, she sighed and charged the umberhulk. The demon would have to wait.

Theaven quickly maneuvered to block the mezzoloth, and was rewarded by being ganged up on by the ethergaunt and his fellow insectoid. The ethergaunt was sick of fooling around and fired a dark ray at the druid that was designed to snuff out the life with one touch. Theaven fought against the dark magic and survived, but even being that close to the sensation of death was painful to him. Once aware of how dangerous the ethergaunt was and after seeing how Bath nearly finished the massive umberhulk with one series of sword swings, Danae left the giant monster to her and Tal while they finished off the spellcaster. Since the creature was still heavily wounded from Tal’s earlier disintegration attempt, so Danae was able to finally finish off the beast just as Bath killed the umberhulk.

The fight was finally in favor of the party, but Robin and Theaven were still in dire straights. Bath almost laughed as she finally focused on her racial enemy: the marilith. Meanwhile, Tal and Robin helped Theaven by bombarding the mezzoloth with spells. Bath, not surprisingly, was the first to finish his prey, and Robin was saved before the creature could slice him to bits. The mezzoloth wasn’t much better, and soon the combined assault of the rest of party sent him to the brink of death.

Tal, realizing they had a potential source of information, tried a bit of battlefield diplomacy. “Surrender or be destroyed!” he ordered. “We may be able to come to an agreement that will compel us to spare your life.”

However, the mezzoloth just hissed, “I won’t give you the satisfaction,” and teleported away. He seemed to collapse in pain just as he did it, but the party realized that he if managed to find allies, he could be healed, and would likely face the party again some day.

For now, however, it was time to rest. The battle took a lot out of the party, and they seemed to be in another mirrored room with the time-changing clocks. This might be their last safe place to rest before confronting the Blade of Minds, and they eagerly took it after looting the bodies of their enemies and disposing of their corpses.

Finally, the next day, they party took some time to prepare their magic and whatever enhancements they wanted for the next battle. When ready, they left through the room’s only doorway to confront their third Strife Master.

As expected, they found Tesserill Requien waiting for them beyond the doorway. The room she waited in had mirrored walls and a strange, almost liquid feel to the floor. Below the floor, a strange amorphous blob of shadows was shifting and pulsing. On the far side of the room, a circle of light extended up beyond the sight of the characters, and the room itself also seemed infinitely tall.

As the party arrived, the gold man and the flying, psychic slug monster appeared to assist their mistress. Tesserill regarded them with curiosity. “When you attacked my servants in the riddle foyer, I thought you had no interest in honoring my proposal, but it seems I was wrong. This is the first time you’ve been through the Rift, isn’t it?”

The party was largely unwilling to engage in discussion with a Strife Master, even one that wasn’t openly evil, but Danae and Tal were less judgmental. Danae nodded as Tal said, “Yes, we found an … “alternate” method of traveling to other worlds. But how did you know that?”

“Well, because the Rift is still testing you. I was a little worried when you first attacked my servants, because I hoped they would give me an equal number of allies in our battle. But this situation has given me a suitable replacement.”

“What do you mea…,” Tal began, but he stopped when he noticed the shadow blob. Slowly, it rose through the floor between Tesserill and the party. To Tal’s horror, he realized that they weren’t finished with the third challenge after all, and the Blade of Minds was going to fight them while they were in the middle of the last battle!

Tal opened the battle by firing a spell at the black blob, but the ooze seemed to resist the magic entirely. Robin, however, had a different target. He remembered being psychically pummeled and then violated by the slug in the earlier fight, and decided it won’t happen again this time. He began to fire rapidly at the creature. His arrows lost their magic as they neared it, but they still struck true, and he began to wear down the monster before it could get to him again. The slug (known as a windghost) tried to telekinetically wrest Robin‘s bow from his hands to stop the onslaught, but Robin held on and kept up the attack.

Meanwhile, Xalem helped the party maintain their health while Theaven helped Tal fight the shadow blob and Bath charged the Blade of Minds. Though Bath knew she had to take the Blade of Minds alive, she used lethal force on her now on the assumption that they could knock her unconscious when she was a little weaker. As the gold man (known as a Rilmani,) moved to surround Tal and Theaven, Danae decided she was too close to that blob and erected a prismatic sphere around herself. However, Tesserril expected this plan, and as soon as Danae escaped into the sphere, Tesserril seemed to take a step and vanish, much as her servants and the mezzoloth did earlier. She smiled at Danae and said, “Surprised?”

The fight with the blob, meanwhile, was going poorly. The creature was a product of pure dimensional chaos. Random magic fired off all around it, and portals to unknown locations opened at random. Robin already had to duck out of the way to avoid being sucked in by one. Tal, however, was the latest victim of the creature’s direct aggression. The creature wrapped a massive tentacle around him, and then warped his body with entropic magic. Soon, his very form began to warp until he was an entirely different being. More specifically, he was turned into a tree! With their primary quarry temporarily out of reach, Bath elected to help Theaven and Xalem deal with the strange blob.

Within the sphere, however, Danae did something that, well, complicated things. Though she didn’t expect to be attacked within her own sphere, she also realized what a great opportunity it was. She magically altered her shape to become as large an elemental as she could be, and then moved to push the Blade of Minds through the sphere! Tesserill desperately attacked Danae to keep her at bay, and did a massive amount of damage to her foe with just one sword swing, but she was soon forced through the sphere. Danae thought that her enemy would come out the other side severely weakened by the energy of the sphere, or even petrified or insane. She didn’t expect to see The Blade of Mind’s poisoned, lifeless corpse flop onto the floor. As it dawned on Danae that they were supposed to take The Blade of Minds Alive at all costs and that she just killed said target, she said the only thing one could in this situation. “Oops,” Danae said, having temporarily lost any capacity for a more elaborate response.

But there was little time to deal with this catastrophe at the moment. Robin finally killed the wind ghost, but the blob was still wreaking havoc. Tal was the next target for the random portals, and since he was still an inanimate tree, he had no way to dodge out of the way when it pulled him out of the room and into the earth machine. Meanwhile, the blob attacked Rex, Robin’s pet dinosaur next. It suffered a worse fate than even poor Tal, for the blob pulled it into its body and completely absorbed it, leaving nothing left! It went after Bath after that and managed to transform her as well. Fortunately, Bath retained her angelic magic powers, so she was able to return to normal on her own. And then, finally, the creature was destroyed. With the entire surviving members of the party surrounding it, it was unable to withstand their attacks for long.

As soon as the blob was killed, the Rilmani, who was largely ignored up to this point and was barely wounded, tried to escape. However, defeating the blob was enough to finally finish the Rift’s challenges, and the characters were flooded with information about the truth of the Rift. The entire place wasn’t completely real. It was more like the imagination of the plane itself at work, as its memories of past civilizations clashed with each other. The party was inside those imaginations, but they were also outside of it. All of this was excessively metaphysical to them, but the practical benefits made up for any confusion. They could picture the entirety of the Rift at once by focusing their minds, as if looking at a perfect map of it while floating above it. They could also simply walk to any point in the Rift in a single step, just like Tesserill and her servants were doing to quickly teleport and escape away.

With this knowledge, the party was able to corner the Rilmani in the desert wasteland with the hovering security lights from above. They teleported there using their new power, only to see the Rilmani calmly walking towards the nearest security light. “Stop!” Danae yelled. “You don’t have to do this!”

The Rilmani, however, merely shook his head and continued walking. When he entered the light, the nearest security orb suddenly fired a strange projectile at the creature. It moved so fast that the party couldn’t even see it, but they did see a little smoke trail that spiraled from the orb into the Rilmani. The Rilmani himself was killed instantly. He collapsed on the sands, and the security orb was able to blast his body multiple times as he dissolved into ash.

“Well, now what do we do?” a glum Tal asked as the party gathered the equipment Tesserill and her minions and after they found Tal and restored him to his normal form.

“I don’t know,” Bath sighed. “There’s no way that The Blade of Minds will let us resurrect her. I don’t think Bas would let her soul go anyway, assuming she didn’t just obliterate it moments after she died.”

“Look, I’m sorry, okay?” Danae snapped. “I didn’t think a Strife Master would be killed so easily. I thought she’d be as hard to kill as the Nightmare Prince or that Lady of Blood from before my time.”

“Well, I have an idea,” Xalem said, though he had a disturbed look on his face. “What about asking TIE? She helped us before in dealing with The Blade of Minds.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” Bath replied. “To be honest, I’m hoping to meet with her anyway. If she is responsible for making this horrible place, she has a lot to answer for.”

Theaven’s response was less supportive. “What are you talking about? Who’s TIE? What about this place? Look, I’m glad you were able to help me out of there, but to be honest; I think I’m in way over my head on this one. I wish all of you luck on whatever this quest of yours is, but I must follow my own path.”

The group said goodbye to their latest ally, and then did the same to Quercus, Zethar, and Galatron. “What will you three do now?” Tal asked.

“We decided to try and perform the three challenges ourselves,” Quercus said. “After that, assuming we survive, I don’t really know. I think all of us want to return to the celestial planes. Zethar and my…my father want to meet with their superiors again, and I’d like to see where the other half of myself came from, even if my own birth might have been a life.” Quercus said with an odd mix of emotions. He was clearly happy to be with his father, but he seemed more disturbed by the revelation Galatron told them about their origins than the party. “After that, I might try to contact my sister again. She should know the truth about her father as well, and maybe we can finally work together to learn what killed our mother and drove our family apart from there. But don’t worry; if you guys ever really need me, I’ll be there. I want to finish this as much as you do.”

The party finally departed the Rift, and after dealing with the loot the acquired and getting new supplies at Union, they sought out TIE. Bath was the first to ask her a question. “How could you create such a place?” she angrily asked. “Why would you let souls suffer for eternity in such a place just for the sake of a test?”

TIE sighed when she heard this question. “I had hoped you would figure it out already. Those people weren’t real. Nothing there is. Whatever afterlife the original beings went to was unaffected by their images in the Rift. The entire place is nothing but a dream created by the plane. Now, the events that you saw images of did indeed occur. Your world was once home to demonic penguins, advanced machinery, a race of immortals, numerous world-devastating cataclysms, and much more. But all evidence of these events is lost now.”

Tal prepared to ask about what to do next, but before he could get one word out, TIE was already responding. “And no, I can’t help you figure out what to do now. I can help you some, and I already did quite a bit for you, but if I get too directly involved, I’ll ruin the very thing we’re trying to do here. You have to be the ones to stop Bas. If I do it, I’ll just be countering a great power with an even greater power, which will just spiral the universe to a final clash of ultimate powers, from which it can never return. Look, you know that souls in this dimension don’t just vanish at death. Find out where her soul went, and question that if the living person is no longer available. But figure out her location yourselves.”

Discouraged, the group returned to Methosilang. “Well, what about magic? Xalem, can you use some magic that will help you learn where she might be.”

Xalem thought for a moment, and then replied. “It’s possible, but to be honest, most attempts to decipher the mysteries of the cosmos that way tend to be pretty vague.”

Suddenly, Danae had an idea. “There is a way, though. I know a spell that lets me contact greater planetary beings like gods directly! There is some risk involved, but it might be our best chance.”

The party agreed to this plan, but as they made their preparations, Xalem looked troubled. Contacting gods? Killing their enemies even when they’re supposed to take them alive? Perhaps it was time for him to return home, now that he can do so safely without help by that TIE abomination. Without saying a word to the others, he vanished, happy to return to the poor but simple streets of his hometown on Pyrodessy.

OOC Notes: The unexpected death of Tesserill changed the path the story took quite a bit. The next two adventures were designed to make up for this change in the storyline, as the players have to find another way to finally find Bas.

A few players and characters changed in the end their. Xalem’s player got tired of the character and asked to have a new one. And Theaven’s player had to leave the game for at least a couple of months. Rather than figure out what to do with Theaven during this period, we decided to let him leave the party and have the player introduce a new character when the time came.
 

LordVyreth

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The Price of a Soul: Having a Bit of Fun

Hours after she initially contacted some sort of god or similarly powerful extra-planar entity, Danae returned to the party with what she knew. “I was able to get some leads, so I don’t think we’re completely out of options,” she explained. “I now know where Tesserill’s soul has gone.”

“To Bas?” Tal asked, but Danae shook her head.

“No, it’s not that simple, fortunately. Bas might be regaining strength, but she’s not a full goddess yet. She’s still trapped on this plane in her physical body, so she doesn’t have a domain on the outer planes. Thus, her followers don’t go to her when they die?”

“So where do they go?” Robin wondered.

“Well, the various evil sects end up in appropriate planes, where they have to wait for Bas to ascend before they are allowed to leave.” She grinned. “With any luck, we can make this a very long wait. However, the neutral followers don’t really have an appropriate place to go. It turns out that when this kind of thing happens, a new afterlife is created for them until they can be taken to a more appropriate place. It sounds like the Bas worshippers ended up in some place called the Crystal Glade. Now, this place doesn’t have its own demi-plane. Instead, it’s located somewhere on a plane called the Outlands. And before you ask, The Outlands is a plane believed to be located at the very center of reality! Remember Sigil, that weird city we ended up in after exiting the Rift? It’s theoretically located at the very center of The Outlands. The Glade is no where near the center. It’s supposed to be close to this city on The Outlands called Glorium. I don’t know exactly the Glade is from there, but I think we can get more information if we go to this city. Is everyone good with taking a look?”

Everyone agreed, and after taking a few days to make final preparations, the party was ready to go! However, before they could, they were subject to another delay, albeit a pleasant one. This one came in the form of Tiana, a member of the anti-undead Delaspie guards, and Azat, a strange cleric from an alternate Prime Material Plane that somehow ended up in Delaspie and also joined their guards. However, the two have been less busy lately since the war between Delaspie and the Orc Empire heated up, leaving Delaspie in ruins. The war ended almost a year ago at this point, but Delaspie was still in recovery, and with the undead being so quiet lately, Tiana and Azat were suspicious. They heard of the party’s exploits and decided that if anyone could help them get to the bottom of the undead’s plans in time to save Delaspie, it would be them. Eager to go, the party did a quick check of their backgrounds, found their stories checked out, and simply brought them along.

The city of Glorium was, in a word, strange. Danae told the group before they left that the city was a good place, but it also tended to be pretty wild. But they knew she was understating this last part when they learned that the town was ruled over by a slaad! To make things worse, it was a black slaad, which most of the party didn’t even hear of. According to Danae, though, they were incredibly powerful beings that even balors and pit fiends feared.

After exploring the town for a few hours, the party finally learned that one of the locals had knowledge of the Glade and where it was located. His name was Blediggs, and he apparently spent a lot of his time in a local tavern called the Gleeful Tankard. The party entered the strange tavern and began to search for their hopeful new contact.

Of course, keeping adventurers on track at a tavern is like herding cats in the best of situations, and extraplanar taverns are not the best of situations. While Danae tried searching for Blediggs, the rest of the group explored the strange bar. Robin was interested in one of the bar’s more interesting attractions; a combat pit in the middle of the bar that holds daily non-lethal fights. Tal was interested in proving himself as well, but not in battle. He noticed that there were a lot of bards trying to ply their craft here, and wanted to see how he stood against the competition. Finally, Bath noticed that despite being a mostly good town, there were a lot of demons that seemed to live here. She instinctively put a hand on her sword, but for once she decided that restraint would be the better choice. Besides the fact that attacking the local patrons would probably get her run out of town and seriously hurt her friends’ plan, this was one of the rare opportunities she could get information from a demon on neutral grounds. After all, she wasn’t just in the party to hunt demons; she was there to hunt a very specific demon or some other kind of evil outsider. She was an assassin, after all…

Danae, meanwhile, had finally found someone, but it wasn’t Blediggs like she hoped. Instead, she located a githzerai named Amon, or more accurately, he found her. “Are you Danae Loreweaver?”

“It’s Runeweaver, actually, and do I know you?” A distracted Danae asked.

“No, but I know about you guys. You’re awesome! I mean, I don’t know that much about you, because of you-know-who,” he says, while clearly avoiding even mentioning The Indigo Entity, “But what I heard about you was really cool! Did you really save a city full of dragons? And team up with pirates? And discover a lost continent?”

“Well, I wasn’t there for that last one, but otherwise yes,” Danae muttered. “But I’m kind of busy right now. Is there something you want?”

“Oh, yeah, I heard about that. You’re going after the Crystal Glade, right? You’re so on top of what’s new! I want to help you! I can be a big help!”

“Well, I don’t know,” Danae said. “I’ll talk to the others about it, and maybe we can figure something out, okay?”

Meanwhile, Robin was the first to try out the arena. He decided to try fighting the toughest guy in the bar. What he didn’t learn until it was too late, however, was that the toughest guy in the bar was a white slaad that was one of the black’s personal bodyguards! White slaads aren’t as powerful as the black variety, but they’re still far more powerful than normal outsiders. They have evolved to contain a bit of the divine power, letting them reach epic proportions of power. And since Robin couldn’t use his bow since it was nonlethal combat, the fight was a little stacked in the slaad’s favor. It easily pummeled Robin into unconsciousness. While the party healed Robin’s bruises, Amon decided this would be the perfect chance to prove his worth to the party, and he challenged the white to fight him next.

Danae sat down to watch with an amused look on her face, convinced that this adventurer fan would last even less time than Robin did. Both her and the slaad’s amused looks faded, however, when Amon immediately pummeled him with a blow that left the frog-thing stunned! Unable to evade the githzerai monk’s attacks, the frog was an easy target and got repeatedly stunned every time Amon had the chance. Eventually, it recovered and the battle turned back in its favor, but while Amon lost the fight, he had earned Danae’s respect. She decided that he could tag along with them until they at least got through the Crystal Glade.

Tal, however, was having more luck with his own challenge. He found the most popular (and snottiest) bard in the tavern, strode up to him, and said, “You think you’re better than me?”

The bard looked at the competition and sniffed dismissively. “You’ve barely left your plane, haven’t you? I can defeat you without breaking a sweat.”

Tal didn’t skip a beat. He threw a few thousand gold down at the table and asked, “Want to back those words up?”

The two musicians each played three songs. It was obvious from the start that the local bard had more experience, but he was also overconfident. Tal had something to prove and he gave it his all for every song. The bard was struck speechless when the tavern erupted in applause after ever one of Tal’s songs! Realizing he was defeated, the bard quickly tossed a bag of money at Tal and ran out the door before he could be humiliated further.

By now, Bath managed to strike up a conversation with a local succubus. To gain an edge in negotiations by making the demon overconfident, she used her traditional human disguise as a naïve young human woman (as opposed to a naïve young angel, of course.) “Hi!” the cheerful Bath said to the demon as she approached. “Can you help me with something?”

The succubus, eager to find a mortal to corrupt, happily replies, “Of course, young one. What do you want?”

“I need you to find some information about an enemy of mine.”

“That shouldn’t be too hard. But my help comes at a price…”

“Okay, how about this? If I can beat you in a fight, you tell me?”

This suggestion was a bit of a surprise for the succubus. After all, though her kind weren’t known for their combat abilities compared to others of her kind, she was nonetheless still a demon, and no mere human should stand a chance. “Very well,” the prideful demon said.

The two quickly entered the tavern arena, and just as quickly, Bath revealed her true form and beat the succubus into the ground. When she had recovered, the embarrassed demon asked Bath, “Who are you looking for? And could you make it quick? I want to get out of here; I’ll never be able to live down being fooled that easily.”

Bath described the creature she was instructed to hunt down, and the succubus agreed to go “home” and get what information she can.

While all this was going on, Danae finally found Blediggs. It turned out he was a Death slaad that works for Ur-Gaxx, the black slaad. He was ordered to investigate The Outlands after a swarm of strange monsters attacked Glorium. His group tracked the survivors to a strange crystal forest, but the monsters inside wiped out the rest of his band. He fled home, and explained to Ur-Gaxx that the problem will solve itself very soon. While he was there, he saw that the monsters were coming from a tear in reality itself forming in the middle of the forest. Apparently, this temporary afterlife was imperfectly established, creating a portal to the area beyond reality; an area known as the Far Realm! This portal is growing and it will soon engulf the entire glade, sending it to the Far Realm and dooming Tesserill and other dead followers of her sect to a hellish afterlife!

With little time to spare, Danae realized she had to negotiate a contract with Blediggs and get to the Crystal Glade as soon as possible. By the time negotiations had begun, Tal joined Danae in discussing terms. Blediggs is willing to travel with the party, but his services won’t be cheap. He wants 20,000 gold up front. In addition, he has figured out that the glade is an afterlife of sorts, and he wants the rights to half of the souls present! A more noble soul would be morally opposed to giving away souls, even souls who were once enemies of the party, to a slaad who would most likely use them to create more of the bizarre frog monsters. Tal and Danae, however, were happy with the deal for now, and figured this part of the agreement could be kept secret from the more noble souls in the party! After all, they only care about one soul in the first place. Danae, in fact, considered selling Blediggs the rest of their half of the souls, but thought that would be going too far for now! Once their plans were made, the party gathered so Danae and Tal could explain the situation, Amon was introduced to everybody, and the party set out to traverse The Outlands.

OOC Notes: Lots of new people this game! Tiana and Azat are new characters for new players who joined us in this adventure and have been generally consistent in making the games since then. In fact, after a few problems early on due to changes in living situations and such, I don’t think they missed a game! Amon is the new character for Xalem’s player.
 

LordVyreth

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The Price of a Soul: The Crystal Glade

The party, including their guide Blediggs and their new allies Tiana, Azat, and Amon, only traveled for about half a day before running into further complications. But unlike most of the creatures encountered lately, the group they’ve run into weren’t necessarily enemies, though it remained a distinct possibility! As the wandered the flat, alien landscape of the outlands, the party spied a band of creatures. They include a gigantic eagle and ape, but the leader of the group was more noteworthy, for they were led by an enormous gold man!

“They’re Rilmani!” Danae gasped, but before the party could discuss the ramifications of this when considering their role in the former gold Rilmani’s death, the group of violently neutral outsiders has spotted them. The giant eagle flew overhead to investigate and watch for any sign of trouble as the Rilmani band approached. Bath was about ready to attack them simply for being allies of Bas, but Tal stood her hand. “We don’t know what these Rilmani think of Bas, and besides, we don’t have time for this. We have to find Tesserill’s soul without delay!

Bath stood down as the gold leader of the Rilmani hailed the party. “Well met!” he said, but he had a suspicious and weary tone in his voice. “May I ask what you’re doing so close to Rilmani territory?”

Tal was surprised to hear this. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware the Outlands were the domain of the Rilmani.”

The gold man smiled smugly. “We are the center of the philosophy that guides the planes. Would we not rule the center of the physical planes, then?”

Blediggs tried to avoid any further conflict. “We have no conflict with the Rilmani. We just want to get to the Crystal Glade. We’re looking for something valuable there.”

This statement didn’t increase make the Rilmani hostile, but their leader did get a dangerous edge in his voice after hearing this. “The Crystal Glade, you said? You had something to do with that? We lost a lot of our own to the creatures that come from that place…”

Tal realized what the creature was insinuating and quickly spoke up. “No, not at all,” he responded, which wasn’t entirely true. “In fact, we have some good new for you. The same phenomenon that is creating those creatures will soon destroy the entire forest. You should be safe then.”

The gold man relaxed noticeably when he heard this. “That’s a relief. I apologize for being so accusatory. Things have been difficult for us these past few days. Besides the losses from the Crystal Glade spawn, we recently lost one of our elders on a Material Plane. It was a great and tragic loss.”

Amon, Tiana, and Azat looked sympathetic, but Danae and the others started to sweat a bit. “Yes, that’s…that’s very tragic,” Tal said before the Rilmani caught on or Bath tried defending them. “But we must hurry to reach the glade in time. Good luck on your travels.”

The party journeyed for another couple of days before finally reaching the glade, which was an awesome sight. Even ignoring the material the plants were made of, the forest stretched as far up as the eye could see and the trees looked like they were hundreds of years old! It was so thick, in fact, that it was nearly impassable. The party had to carefully weave between trees and even the way forward was sometimes impassable, forcing them to backtrack to take a new route. Finally, the party was fed up. “Crossing this place on the ground is getting ridiculous!” Tal shouted. “There has to be an easier way.”

Robin had an idea. After all, this was a forest, making it his area of expertise. “I noticed that the branches in the forest seem incredibly think and strong,” he said. “I think if we find a low-hanging one, we can use it to climb up to the upper branches and walk across them. It should be a little easier than the ground level, at least.”

The group quickly agreed, but the branches proved to be almost as labyrinthine as the ground. The branches were so close together that it almost like they were wondering through a corridor in a dungeon. Finally, the group came to a central “cavern” where many of the paths merged on a massive central branch. Blediggs halted the party for a moment while he tried to figure out which path to take from here to get to center of the Glade. However, a few minutes after the party began their rest, a loud sound came from two of the corridor branches. It sounded like an army of massive creatures was coming from the party! They quickly took up defensive positions in front of the two caverns, though they also had Bath guard the other openings to make sure reinforcements or more stealthy adversaries didn’t ambush them. Finally, their adversaries came into view. Fortunately, it turned out to be only two enemies, not the dozens they initially expected. Unfortunately, the two enemies were gigantic scorpions tainted by chaos!

Amon prepared to charge one of the scorpions with Tiana and Azat right behind him. Tal assisted them with magical assistance and Robin fired at them with his bow. Bath was about to help them when a flash of motion flew right at her. Before she could react, a monstrous insect stood before her. It quickly struck her with a claw before dashing out of range again. As soon as the claw touched her, Bath felt her strength leave her!

“What is that thing?” Blediggs asked as he helped the front ranks fight the scorpions.

Danae looked at the creature for a moment, and then responded with dread in her voice. “It’s a thorciasid!” she yelled. “Think of them as the cockroaches of the gods! A few touches of its forelimbs or antennae and even the strongest of creatures will be sucked dry!” Realizing who their greatest threat was, she fired on the creature with her most powerful magic, but it was no where near enough to slow the beast.

An enraged Bath charged the insect while the rest of the party continued to fight the scorpions. Both were quickly being brought down by the collective might of the near-epic heroes, but not before they were able to strike back. One of them struck Azat right in the chest with its stinger, injecting him with a lethal poison, and the other caught Tiana in its claws. Azat and Danae both had unusual responses to the threat, however. After being poisoned, Azat simply backed out of range and then yelled at the top of his lungs while his body began to change. When he was done, a were-leopard stood where Azat was! Robin and Tal, unsurprisingly, had a less than positive response to this. After all, the only were-leopard they knew was Phellis Mune, the Strife Master. They decided to let this strange figure handle this by himself for now and turned their attention to helping Bath. However, Azat wasn’t on his own for long, for Blediggs had no prejudice towards were-creatures considering all the strangeness he saw on the outer planes. He hopped in (no pun intended) to help.

Meanwhile, Danae had a very good idea after seeing the thorciasid. She was a powerful wizard, after all; if she had to fight an enemy as powerful as that beast, she might as well use it for inspiration. She magically transformed into a thorciasid herself and moved to help Amon! With her help, the second scorpion was quickly killed. The first one was also defeated eventually by Azat, but at a high cost. Blediggs was stabbed repeatedly by the scorpion’s stinger and now was bleeding to death on the ground!

The original thorciasid wasn’t exactly waiting around during all this, either. Bath was able to get some good hits in when she charged the creature, despite her reduced strength, but the monstrous insect had a way to deal with such active foes. It fired a strand of incredibly strong webbing at her. She narrowly evaded the first one, but the second blast caught her. As she struggled to free herself from the cocoon prison the bug trapped her in, Robin and Tal moved in to help Bath. The distracted creature left Bath alone until it could deal with the interlopers, giving Bath the time she needed to escape. Tal didn’t fair as well when the divine cockroach turned its attention on him, but before it could finish off the sorcerer, the rest of the party finished the scorpions and helped defeat the creature. It was especially confused when one of its own kind began to attack it, but it was killed before it could figure that one out.

With their enemies defeated, the party then had to figure out what to do with its allies. They slowly moved towards Azat, who was healing Blediggs despite still being in his half-animal state.

After seeing the looks the others were giving him, Azat sighed and answered the question before it was even asked. “I know what you’re thinking. Yes, I am a were-creature, but does that really matter? I’m sure experienced heroes like yourself have seen weirder by now.”

“It’s not that,” Tal awkwardly began as Bath tried to detect evil as inconspicuously as possible. “It’s just that, well, the only were-leopard we know is one of our greatest enemies.”

“Well, even if they’re evil in your world, they’re not in mine. Leopards are revered as servants of our gods, and those who have bonded with such creatures are honored ones. You can even check with the Delaspie records; they know I’m trustworthy.”

Since he didn’t do anything to harm them, he just saved the life of their guide, and Bath didn’t pick up anything on her detection spells, the party decided to drop it and move deeper into the forest.

OOC Notes: Well, that’s the last of the weekly updates for a while! The next update (in the Saturday after this one) will finish up this adventure, and then I’ll just be about an adventure or two behind the current plotline. And things kind of slowed down after this adventure for reasons I’ll get into more thoroughly at that point, so catching up will be extremely easy.
 

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