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[FR] Heroes of the Vilhon Reach II (updated 3/6!)
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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 77241" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong>It's been so long....</strong></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: red">6 Ches, 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: <em>The Abbey of the Blinding Truth</em></span></strong></p><p></p><p><em>[*DM note: Descriptions of the Abbey are taken from Magic of Faerun and are italicized in the text.]</em></p><p></p><p>Their destination towered above the surrounding structures 50ft above the cobbled street looking more like a fortress than a temple. Even in the grayness, the white-washed walls fo the abbey gleamed, marking the Temple of Tyr in Westgate for all to see and maybe as a snub to the evil that according to Aif, pervaded the very stones of the port city. </p><p></p><p><em>Twin doors of forged iron, set into either side of the gatehouse's thick walls*</em> met the party. The symbol of Tyr--a set of scales in front of a hammer--emblazoned in gold upon the doors confirmed that the heroes were in the right place. </p><p></p><p>"I, Benito Moltos, holy justice of Tyr from the Temple of Justice in Alaghon, seeks audience with High Lord Abbot Grigor Khazar. I come bearing gifts from High Lord Abbot Denton Crimsgard."</p><p></p><p>The party waited. Variak and Babu figeted as they craned their necks towards the battlements and eyed the arrow slits. Aif was nervous. Alberia looked at the stones of the cobbled street, already introspective and Benito adjusted his tabard and robes to present himself as sharp as possible to these fellow Tyrites. <em>No one would call us Turmish slackers,</em> he thought. </p><p></p><p>Finally, the doors opened. A faint <em>boom</em>, perhaps a release of magic could be heard as six guards exited the gatehouse. The heroes could see a hall, murder holes on the ceiling, that led to an inner courtyard and more impressive structures beyond. An acolyte followed the guards who flanked the party. </p><p></p><p>"Welcome, Benito Moltos of Alaghon. We have been expecting you."</p><p></p><p>With confidence and Aif slightly behind him, Benito led the way into the gatehouse. Aif screamed in pain and began to writhe on the floor as the party passed through. The guards drew weapons and stood poised for treachery. </p><p></p><p>"No, no! He is with me. I vouch for him!" yelled Benito helping his doppleganger convert from the floor. </p><p></p><p>The acolyte waved the guards off and the rest of the party, except for Alberia, stood confused and became a bit more nervous. They stepped quickly into the courtyard. </p><p></p><p>"I-I am fine. Just a reminder of what I used to be, I guess." Aif assured Benito as the pain subsided. </p><p></p><p>An acolyte went to fetch the high abbot and Benito watched him as he walked quickly, not to the cathedral or to a building that looked like barracks, but to a group of shirtless warriors practicing hand-to-hand combat. The acolyte approched the man leading the practice and led him back to the group. As Benito saw the well-muscled older man approach, he felt suddenly over-dressed. The man extended his hand.</p><p></p><p>"Grigor Khazar," he said as he clasped Benito and then each party member's hand. "Welcome to the Abbey of the Blinding Truth," he gestured at the courtyard and the impressive buildings that lay within. "I realize that you have pressing business. Tomas will escort you to a meeting room in the cathedral, while I freshen up." </p><p></p><p>"Will there be refreshments?" asked Babu</p><p></p><p>Benito glared at him, but Grigor smiled gesturing for the acolyte that had initially greeted the party to lead them towards the cathedral. <em>Dark granite walls of this imposing edifice loomed 100ft above the courtyard....A detailed bas-relief sandstone carving encircles the mighty oak-and-iron doors. The carving depicts the cautionary tale of a rich merchant, who becomes a member of a city's ruling council and believes himself to be secure in his wealth a power. But he then incurs the wrath of the Just God after accepting bribes to looke the other way while thieves rob and burn a family's home. The merchant's corruption is exposed and he is first judged and then executed by his fellow councilors.*</em> Babu gulped as they passed through the doors into the catheral itself. The acolyte Tomas led them up a flight of spiral stairs into a meeting room. Cakes and other pastries had been placed on a large oaken table in the room's center. </p><p></p><p>The party waited again. Babu made the most of the wait by tearing into the refreshments. Variak ate sparingly. Benito, Aif and Alberia went over the events of the parade. The paladin and cleric shared their suspicions that the Scourge was Dorthan Lhal. Alberia did not want to belive it, but had that gut feeling. She detached herself and stared out a stained-glass window. Aif openly admonished himself by not using his ability to read minds to see if the gladiator indeed was Alberia's father. Benito consoled the reformed Night Mask. How would he have known to do so? It showed that he had changed by fighting against his instincts to read thoughts automatically. </p><p></p><p>Grigor joined them at length and he and Benito talked together about Aif and his prospective role as a double-agent for the temple. Benito shared about the doppleganger's conversion with confidence seemingly satisfying the Abbot. Grigor attempted to recruit Benito to help with the situation in Westgate as well. The cleric was tempted but refused. Benito also shared his belief that the Scourge as Dorthan Lhal. </p><p></p><p>Grigor recognized the name and was pleased to know that Alberia was the famous paladin's daughter. He called her over to partake in the discusision. As Benito conveyed that he wanted to confirm his supsicions, Grigor advised caution. The Quivering Thumb were alot more than they seemed and as of yet, mainly because of the concentration against the Night Masks, not alot of information had been gathered about them. The abbot would not allow Aif to go on any information gathering expedition. He needed to be briefed and protected for the moment. </p><p></p><p>Then the conversation turned to the party. Benito shared willingly and openly as much as he could about the Heroes. Grigor asked what kind of man was Aris. Could he be trusted? As the conversation continued Grigor spoke out loud, "After all these years, Denton still holds a grudge." when Benito talked about his High Abbot's dismissial of Dorthan and cold treatment of Alberia. </p><p>Apparently, Grigor Khazar knew something about the relationship between Denton, Dorthan, Aris's parents....Did he know about Benito's father and mother? Benito was afraid to ask and he had another question that burned in his mind and needed to be answered....was the Scourge really Dorthan? </p><p></p><p>Benito and the rest of the party made the decision to return to boat, brief Aris and get to the bottom of their new mystery. Taking their leave respectfully and with his blessing, Benito, Babu, Variak, and Alberia left the abbey. The mist was lifting, but it was still damp and the party felt the cold wind bear down upon them as they left the bastion of Tyr and headed for the docks</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 77241, member: 105"] [b]It's been so long....[/b] [b][color=red]6 Ches, 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: [i]The Abbey of the Blinding Truth[/i][/color][/b][color=red][/color] [i][*DM note: Descriptions of the Abbey are taken from Magic of Faerun and are italicized in the text.][/i] Their destination towered above the surrounding structures 50ft above the cobbled street looking more like a fortress than a temple. Even in the grayness, the white-washed walls fo the abbey gleamed, marking the Temple of Tyr in Westgate for all to see and maybe as a snub to the evil that according to Aif, pervaded the very stones of the port city. [i]Twin doors of forged iron, set into either side of the gatehouse's thick walls*[/i] met the party. The symbol of Tyr--a set of scales in front of a hammer--emblazoned in gold upon the doors confirmed that the heroes were in the right place. "I, Benito Moltos, holy justice of Tyr from the Temple of Justice in Alaghon, seeks audience with High Lord Abbot Grigor Khazar. I come bearing gifts from High Lord Abbot Denton Crimsgard." The party waited. Variak and Babu figeted as they craned their necks towards the battlements and eyed the arrow slits. Aif was nervous. Alberia looked at the stones of the cobbled street, already introspective and Benito adjusted his tabard and robes to present himself as sharp as possible to these fellow Tyrites. [i]No one would call us Turmish slackers,[/i] he thought. Finally, the doors opened. A faint [i]boom[/i], perhaps a release of magic could be heard as six guards exited the gatehouse. The heroes could see a hall, murder holes on the ceiling, that led to an inner courtyard and more impressive structures beyond. An acolyte followed the guards who flanked the party. "Welcome, Benito Moltos of Alaghon. We have been expecting you." With confidence and Aif slightly behind him, Benito led the way into the gatehouse. Aif screamed in pain and began to writhe on the floor as the party passed through. The guards drew weapons and stood poised for treachery. "No, no! He is with me. I vouch for him!" yelled Benito helping his doppleganger convert from the floor. The acolyte waved the guards off and the rest of the party, except for Alberia, stood confused and became a bit more nervous. They stepped quickly into the courtyard. "I-I am fine. Just a reminder of what I used to be, I guess." Aif assured Benito as the pain subsided. An acolyte went to fetch the high abbot and Benito watched him as he walked quickly, not to the cathedral or to a building that looked like barracks, but to a group of shirtless warriors practicing hand-to-hand combat. The acolyte approched the man leading the practice and led him back to the group. As Benito saw the well-muscled older man approach, he felt suddenly over-dressed. The man extended his hand. "Grigor Khazar," he said as he clasped Benito and then each party member's hand. "Welcome to the Abbey of the Blinding Truth," he gestured at the courtyard and the impressive buildings that lay within. "I realize that you have pressing business. Tomas will escort you to a meeting room in the cathedral, while I freshen up." "Will there be refreshments?" asked Babu Benito glared at him, but Grigor smiled gesturing for the acolyte that had initially greeted the party to lead them towards the cathedral. [i]Dark granite walls of this imposing edifice loomed 100ft above the courtyard....A detailed bas-relief sandstone carving encircles the mighty oak-and-iron doors. The carving depicts the cautionary tale of a rich merchant, who becomes a member of a city's ruling council and believes himself to be secure in his wealth a power. But he then incurs the wrath of the Just God after accepting bribes to looke the other way while thieves rob and burn a family's home. The merchant's corruption is exposed and he is first judged and then executed by his fellow councilors.*[/i] Babu gulped as they passed through the doors into the catheral itself. The acolyte Tomas led them up a flight of spiral stairs into a meeting room. Cakes and other pastries had been placed on a large oaken table in the room's center. The party waited again. Babu made the most of the wait by tearing into the refreshments. Variak ate sparingly. Benito, Aif and Alberia went over the events of the parade. The paladin and cleric shared their suspicions that the Scourge was Dorthan Lhal. Alberia did not want to belive it, but had that gut feeling. She detached herself and stared out a stained-glass window. Aif openly admonished himself by not using his ability to read minds to see if the gladiator indeed was Alberia's father. Benito consoled the reformed Night Mask. How would he have known to do so? It showed that he had changed by fighting against his instincts to read thoughts automatically. Grigor joined them at length and he and Benito talked together about Aif and his prospective role as a double-agent for the temple. Benito shared about the doppleganger's conversion with confidence seemingly satisfying the Abbot. Grigor attempted to recruit Benito to help with the situation in Westgate as well. The cleric was tempted but refused. Benito also shared his belief that the Scourge as Dorthan Lhal. Grigor recognized the name and was pleased to know that Alberia was the famous paladin's daughter. He called her over to partake in the discusision. As Benito conveyed that he wanted to confirm his supsicions, Grigor advised caution. The Quivering Thumb were alot more than they seemed and as of yet, mainly because of the concentration against the Night Masks, not alot of information had been gathered about them. The abbot would not allow Aif to go on any information gathering expedition. He needed to be briefed and protected for the moment. Then the conversation turned to the party. Benito shared willingly and openly as much as he could about the Heroes. Grigor asked what kind of man was Aris. Could he be trusted? As the conversation continued Grigor spoke out loud, "After all these years, Denton still holds a grudge." when Benito talked about his High Abbot's dismissial of Dorthan and cold treatment of Alberia. Apparently, Grigor Khazar knew something about the relationship between Denton, Dorthan, Aris's parents....Did he know about Benito's father and mother? Benito was afraid to ask and he had another question that burned in his mind and needed to be answered....was the Scourge really Dorthan? Benito and the rest of the party made the decision to return to boat, brief Aris and get to the bottom of their new mystery. Taking their leave respectfully and with his blessing, Benito, Babu, Variak, and Alberia left the abbey. The mist was lifting, but it was still damp and the party felt the cold wind bear down upon them as they left the bastion of Tyr and headed for the docks [/QUOTE]
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