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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 1429833" data-attributes="member: 105"><p>So here's the plan...in the FR campaign we are finishing off the major thread...<em>The Second Battle of Irieabor</em>, and then we'll go back to <em>Champions</em> for a while until I can get what I want to do for this campaign set in my mind...I estimate that I have 7 to 8 posts to go as I am a few sessions behind. We are currently playing out the Battle, and it has taken three sessions.</p><p></p><p><strong>Waterdeep, 1 Marponeth, 1378, Year of the Cauldron</strong> </p><p></p><p>Seance of Waterdeep picked his way through the sprawled, passed-out patrons of the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. Behind him a squad of the City Watch gingerly did the same. The guild mage brought a perfumed handkerchief to his face, and backed his mudane gesture up with a cantrip, to prevent the smell of vomit and stale beer from wafting into his nose. He had been interrupted from is intense study of circle magic--the better to know his enemy, the Red Wizards of Thay--with a high priority <em>sending</em> from Guildmistress Mhair Szeltune herself.</p><p></p><p><strong><em>Please investigate the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. There was intense revelry and the release of high level magicks. We want to be sure there will be no trouble.</em></strong></p><p></p><p>Seance sneered, "Adventurers with more money than they know what to do with."</p><p></p><p>He knew the signs. He had seen it before. With his magical might he had put down the trouble and dragged more than a few grovelling to the magistrates to spend a few days in the dungeons beneath Castle Waterdeep. They <em>always</em> resisted. He and his hand picked crew from the watch made sure. Plus, he got a cut of the fines if there was violence. The mage smirked as one of his men kicked over a hungover dwarf who was beginning to revive. </p><p></p><p>Then he stopped short, dumbfounded by his sudden revelation.</p><p></p><p>"Hold!" he called to the watchman.</p><p></p><p>He stared at a bench in the corner and double-blinked.</p><p></p><p>"Impossible!"</p><p></p><p>The air genasi, dishevelled hair still blowing, stood. Beside him sat a man in gray robes contemplating him or something beyond. Against the wall leaned a very muscular wild elf, and opposite him a warrior in suprisingly still shiny mithral plate armor. Both had their arms folded and serious looks. A brutish looking human male lay across the bench with the bottle of some noxious spirit still gripped in his hand, snoring loudly. </p><p></p><p>"Aris..Aris Clouddancer?"</p><p></p><p>The genasi smiled and extended his hand.</p><p></p><p>"Yes it is I. Glad you finally joined the party, Seance."</p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>Benito Moltos reviewed the rapid succession of events that had occured in the last twelve hours. A few minutes earlier he had awakened with a start and searched madly for the Case and the Sword. Then he had remembered and laughed while he had cast a quick orison to dispell the nausea from the drinking last night. Had he really called Alberia with the <em>sending stones </em>that the Mistmaster had gifted them to rat on Aris? Benito chuckled.</p><p></p><p>They had left Ironfang Deep, called out to Khelben "Blackstaff" Arunsun, and the Chosen of Mystra had whisked them to his tower in Waterdeep, the City of Splendors. Right before that he had burned a <em>Mark of Justice</em> on the forehead of the drow male they had captured. He had sent him down the mountains to the Guthmere to repent of his sins and change his ways. The priest of Ilmater sighed. In hindsight that had not been very merciful. He hadn't even gotten the drow's name. Hopefully, when this business with the sword was all done, he could rectify that.</p><p></p><p>The Blackstaff had stored their precious item in what he assured them was a very secure place. </p><p></p><p>"Not even a god could get in here," he had said. </p><p></p><p><em>Good!</em> thought Benito. <em>Because gods were after the Starym Moonblade</em></p><p></p><p>The drow that had ambushed them in the bowels of the earth had attested to that. The drow had not know much, but he had said that the expedition had been led by a priestess and had left their drow city a month before. The priestess, now buried beneath tons of rubble (he hoped), had had a vision. </p><p></p><p>The Heroes of the Reach had needed to let down their hair. The inn of choice had become the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. Ivan had even found, albeit diluted, Rashemani <em>jihlud</em>, the infamous firewine. Ivan, Benito, and Aris drank heavily. The others had refrained. Ariod had disappeared at some point. Benito bought all the alchohol in the place and declared an open bar. The Inn of the Dripping Dagger had been packed on the evening of Highharvestide. Daggers and axes had flown all in good fun and there had been no injuries. Benito and Aris had "conversed" in the full grip of their drunkenness with Alberia. Grim had tried to spoil the fun, by lifting the stone. Benito <em>power word, stunned</em> him. The priest did not remember much after that...until this morning. </p><p></p><p>"We need to get to Evermeet. Quickly," Benito reminded everyone, interrupting the reunion between Seance and Aris. </p><p></p><p>After some discussion, the time was set. That afternoon, they would continue. But first, there were a few errands to run...</p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>Ivan and Ariod, in the form of a hound dog, jogged towards the Dock Ward and the Blushing Mermaid for breakfast. After fun and frolicking with the staff, and a much needed bath, the two continued Ivan's very important quest: the search for real, un-aled firewine.</p><p></p><p>"Remember, Ariod. What goes on in Waterdeep, stays in Waterdeep. Don't tell Gwyneth."</p><p></p><p>Benito went to pray at the Piergieron's Palace. Grim and Ellysidell tagged along, admiring, but not touching the splendor. </p><p></p><p>Aris and Seance with Kyros present had a much needed conversation.</p><p></p><p>"What have you been doing these five years?"</p><p></p><p>"Surviving. Learning. Planning. I will one day travel to Thay and wreak havoc. Red Wizards will learn to fear my name."</p><p></p><p>"Your revenge?"</p><p></p><p>"That one is dead. I have higher ambitions now. I tracked him here. Destroyed him a day's ride from the city. I decided to stay. The guild took me in."</p><p></p><p>"I have a job for you."</p><p></p><p>"Really? Will it lead me to death like the last time? I think not."</p><p></p><p>"Seance, we need a mage of your caliber. It would help us greatly."</p><p></p><p>Seance scoffed, "What of your sorcerer?"</p><p></p><p>Aris dismissed the question. </p><p></p><p>"You know what, Seance. I need you. We have plans to make right where we caused wrong."</p><p></p><p>Seance liked feeling needed, wanted, and indespensible.</p><p></p><p>"For you, Aris Cloud-dancer, I will do this, but for no one else. Tell me what you need me to do?"</p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p>Ivan showed up with a two huge barrels, courtesy of the Brewer's Guild. Khelben made a face. </p><p></p><p>"The weight of those items will come close to making <em>teleportation</em> to Evermeet dangerous."</p><p></p><p>Ivan began to prostest.</p><p></p><p>"But wait, I have a better idea."</p><p></p><p>A short time later, Ivan came back with a porcelain flask and a huge smile. He took a swig of untainted <em>jihlud</em> from the item. </p><p></p><p>"Ahhh! I'm ready."</p><p></p><p>"Now please all of you, be silent!"</p><p></p><p>Khelben Arunsun began the ritual. Benito gripped the Case tightly. His stomach turned. He would never get used to that feeling. He heard Ivan speak....</p><p></p><p><em>Fool!</em></p><p></p><p>Then a flash of light, and the sound of wind chimes, and a bright sun, and vaulted alien, maybe glass structures, and an unearthly singing. Benito's senses were assaulted. Elves in shining plate armor, and diaphonus robes surrounded he and his friends.</p><p></p><p>Except for one. Ivan, as he had anticipated, was missing.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 1429833, member: 105"] So here's the plan...in the FR campaign we are finishing off the major thread...[I]The Second Battle of Irieabor[/I], and then we'll go back to [I]Champions[/I] for a while until I can get what I want to do for this campaign set in my mind...I estimate that I have 7 to 8 posts to go as I am a few sessions behind. We are currently playing out the Battle, and it has taken three sessions. [B]Waterdeep, 1 Marponeth, 1378, Year of the Cauldron[/B] Seance of Waterdeep picked his way through the sprawled, passed-out patrons of the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. Behind him a squad of the City Watch gingerly did the same. The guild mage brought a perfumed handkerchief to his face, and backed his mudane gesture up with a cantrip, to prevent the smell of vomit and stale beer from wafting into his nose. He had been interrupted from is intense study of circle magic--the better to know his enemy, the Red Wizards of Thay--with a high priority [I]sending[/I] from Guildmistress Mhair Szeltune herself. [b][i]Please investigate the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. There was intense revelry and the release of high level magicks. We want to be sure there will be no trouble.[/i][/b] Seance sneered, "Adventurers with more money than they know what to do with." He knew the signs. He had seen it before. With his magical might he had put down the trouble and dragged more than a few grovelling to the magistrates to spend a few days in the dungeons beneath Castle Waterdeep. They [i]always[/i] resisted. He and his hand picked crew from the watch made sure. Plus, he got a cut of the fines if there was violence. The mage smirked as one of his men kicked over a hungover dwarf who was beginning to revive. Then he stopped short, dumbfounded by his sudden revelation. "Hold!" he called to the watchman. He stared at a bench in the corner and double-blinked. "Impossible!" The air genasi, dishevelled hair still blowing, stood. Beside him sat a man in gray robes contemplating him or something beyond. Against the wall leaned a very muscular wild elf, and opposite him a warrior in suprisingly still shiny mithral plate armor. Both had their arms folded and serious looks. A brutish looking human male lay across the bench with the bottle of some noxious spirit still gripped in his hand, snoring loudly. "Aris..Aris Clouddancer?" The genasi smiled and extended his hand. "Yes it is I. Glad you finally joined the party, Seance." ** Benito Moltos reviewed the rapid succession of events that had occured in the last twelve hours. A few minutes earlier he had awakened with a start and searched madly for the Case and the Sword. Then he had remembered and laughed while he had cast a quick orison to dispell the nausea from the drinking last night. Had he really called Alberia with the [I]sending stones [/I]that the Mistmaster had gifted them to rat on Aris? Benito chuckled. They had left Ironfang Deep, called out to Khelben "Blackstaff" Arunsun, and the Chosen of Mystra had whisked them to his tower in Waterdeep, the City of Splendors. Right before that he had burned a [I]Mark of Justice[/I] on the forehead of the drow male they had captured. He had sent him down the mountains to the Guthmere to repent of his sins and change his ways. The priest of Ilmater sighed. In hindsight that had not been very merciful. He hadn't even gotten the drow's name. Hopefully, when this business with the sword was all done, he could rectify that. The Blackstaff had stored their precious item in what he assured them was a very secure place. "Not even a god could get in here," he had said. [i]Good![/i] thought Benito. [i]Because gods were after the Starym Moonblade[/i] The drow that had ambushed them in the bowels of the earth had attested to that. The drow had not know much, but he had said that the expedition had been led by a priestess and had left their drow city a month before. The priestess, now buried beneath tons of rubble (he hoped), had had a vision. The Heroes of the Reach had needed to let down their hair. The inn of choice had become the Inn of the Dripping Dagger. Ivan had even found, albeit diluted, Rashemani [i]jihlud[/i], the infamous firewine. Ivan, Benito, and Aris drank heavily. The others had refrained. Ariod had disappeared at some point. Benito bought all the alchohol in the place and declared an open bar. The Inn of the Dripping Dagger had been packed on the evening of Highharvestide. Daggers and axes had flown all in good fun and there had been no injuries. Benito and Aris had "conversed" in the full grip of their drunkenness with Alberia. Grim had tried to spoil the fun, by lifting the stone. Benito [i]power word, stunned[/i] him. The priest did not remember much after that...until this morning. "We need to get to Evermeet. Quickly," Benito reminded everyone, interrupting the reunion between Seance and Aris. After some discussion, the time was set. That afternoon, they would continue. But first, there were a few errands to run... ** Ivan and Ariod, in the form of a hound dog, jogged towards the Dock Ward and the Blushing Mermaid for breakfast. After fun and frolicking with the staff, and a much needed bath, the two continued Ivan's very important quest: the search for real, un-aled firewine. "Remember, Ariod. What goes on in Waterdeep, stays in Waterdeep. Don't tell Gwyneth." Benito went to pray at the Piergieron's Palace. Grim and Ellysidell tagged along, admiring, but not touching the splendor. Aris and Seance with Kyros present had a much needed conversation. "What have you been doing these five years?" "Surviving. Learning. Planning. I will one day travel to Thay and wreak havoc. Red Wizards will learn to fear my name." "Your revenge?" "That one is dead. I have higher ambitions now. I tracked him here. Destroyed him a day's ride from the city. I decided to stay. The guild took me in." "I have a job for you." "Really? Will it lead me to death like the last time? I think not." "Seance, we need a mage of your caliber. It would help us greatly." Seance scoffed, "What of your sorcerer?" Aris dismissed the question. "You know what, Seance. I need you. We have plans to make right where we caused wrong." Seance liked feeling needed, wanted, and indespensible. "For you, Aris Cloud-dancer, I will do this, but for no one else. Tell me what you need me to do?" ** Ivan showed up with a two huge barrels, courtesy of the Brewer's Guild. Khelben made a face. "The weight of those items will come close to making [i]teleportation[/i] to Evermeet dangerous." Ivan began to prostest. "But wait, I have a better idea." A short time later, Ivan came back with a porcelain flask and a huge smile. He took a swig of untainted [i]jihlud[/i] from the item. "Ahhh! I'm ready." "Now please all of you, be silent!" Khelben Arunsun began the ritual. Benito gripped the Case tightly. His stomach turned. He would never get used to that feeling. He heard Ivan speak.... [i]Fool![/i] Then a flash of light, and the sound of wind chimes, and a bright sun, and vaulted alien, maybe glass structures, and an unearthly singing. Benito's senses were assaulted. Elves in shining plate armor, and diaphonus robes surrounded he and his friends. Except for one. Ivan, as he had anticipated, was missing. [/QUOTE]
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