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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1540773" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p>Oh, and as for the fate of Sarai, the little girl Shaun picked up, read above <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>The start of the final regular session... session 21...</p><p></p><p><strong>A Wizard Named Asuri</strong></p><p></p><p>“Great wizard Asuri!” Tess called, “we come seeking your wisdom and guidance!” <em>They said he was testy that he wasn’t held in the same regard as the other well-known mages... maybe if I inflate his ego slightly...</em></p><p></p><p>“Go away! Go find... Mordenkainen,” the wizard’s voice was singsong in mockery, “or Leomund! Or that bastard Rary! Go find him! They’ll tell you the answer to your questions! Leave me the hell alone!” </p><p></p><p>“Um, Tess?” Shaun said worriedly, “the trees are moving closer. Hurry?”</p><p></p><p>The bard glanced around quickly, and saw indeed that the poplars and beeches around them had moved closer. Their limbs seemed to stretch overhead, creaking ever closer...</p><p></p><p>“They are not here in our hour of need, great Asuri! An entire world depends on your assistance, and would be in your debt should you help!” Tess called hurriedly, as the creaking noises grew louder. “Please help us! We know it was you that created the Telepathic Bond spell, not Rary! We thank you for that great gift you made so-”</p><p></p><p>“What?” The trees stopped moving suddenly, only a few feet from the party’s heads. The voice itself was decidedly different... curious, not angry.</p><p></p><p>“I said we know it was you that made the Telepathic Bond spell!” Tess repeated, flushed with relief.</p><p></p><p>There was another creak... but this one was of the door to the cottage swinging open. A small man, old beyond years with an unkempt mane of white hair, stood in the doorway. Despite his seemingly decrepit age, his eyes still flashed with keen intelligence.</p><p></p><p>“Come forward,” his real voice echoed in the air. It was soft and tinny, with only a slight cracking due to age. A wrinkled hand beckoned them forward. “Come on,” the ancient gave a grin, baring surprisingly white and straight teeth, “I don’t bite!”</p><p></p><p>Tess gave a nervous laugh as she stepped through the threshold into the house... the rest of the party either stared or gawked, somewhat in fear. If what Tess and those in the city said were true, this old man’s powers likely approached that of the entire power of the Empire itself...</p><p></p><p>“Sit... sit sit sit,” he motioned towards a few decidedly rickety looking chairs. Tess, Orion, Siabrey and Shaun took the four chairs present, the others deigning to stand. The old man scuttled into another room, before coming back, some papers in hand. “I am so excited! It isn’t often that people arrive that know what actually happened so many years ago!”</p><p></p><p>“Well,” Shaun started, before Siabrey rudely elbowed him into silence.</p><p></p><p>“We know it was you that created that spell... we’ve used it quite often,” Tess gave the old man a nod, even as her eyes smiled thanks to Siabrey for shutting up the rogue. “And we hope that the wisdom that created that spell so long ago can be used again to help us on our quest to save our world.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah... which world is that? Faerun? Greyhawk? Celestia?” the old man arched an eyebrow and grinned. “Oh, wouldn’t I love to show up Elminster or Mordenkainen by doing their own work for them!”</p><p></p><p>“Um... no,” Siabrey offered. “Our world is...” her mind went blank. Her world had place names... Iskeldrun, Irulas, Holstean, The Empire... but her mind suddenly realized this man likely wouldn’t be able to place those... at least right away. And she didn’t know the formal name for her world.</p><p></p><p>“Auzerin,” Aeron said quickly, saving the Empress from too long an embarassing pause.</p><p></p><p>“Ah... I haven’t visited that world in... two millenia at least,” the old man said thoughtfully. “Nice place... though not civilized yet. You civilized?” he leaned forward. “You know? Cities? Academies?”</p><p></p><p>Siabrey was taken aback momentarily that someone could ask something like that. Of course The Empire was civilized! Iskeldrun had a million souls within its walls, and hundreds of thousands more just outside those white barriers! Irulas had over a hundred thousand! As did other cities in the Empire!</p><p></p><p>“Yes, we have,” Tess said quickly. “Unfortunately others have noticed, and had designs on destroying our world.”</p><p></p><p>Tess went on to give a quick explanation of the Demon War, starting with the Countess misusing the staff. Then, she went into the demons marching, the battles, the fighting, and finally ended explaining their quest... and who they were exactly.</p><p></p><p>“Ah,” Asuri said as he thoughtfully ran a hand over his beard, “so Graz’zt is inside that thing?” A bony, wrinkled finger pointed towards the staff. The party nodded.</p><p></p><p>The wizard let out a cackle, and sprung up from his chair. In the blink of an eye, he half-shuffled, half ran towards Orion, and stood by him, and extended a finger, tweaking the staff several times.</p><p></p><p>“Oh <em>Graz’zt</em>? You in there old boy! The tables have turned, haven’t they, old man!” Asuri cackled. Giggling, the ancient creature went back to his seat. Seeing the party staring at him in shock and disbelief, the wizard waved his hand. “Myself and Graz’zt had a run in several millenia ago. I’m still bitter.”</p><p></p><p>“Um... now, how do we neutralize this thing properly?” Tess asked, hoping to bring the old man back on topic. The wizard gave a slight cackle. </p><p></p><p>“Easy. I should know, considering I helped make it!” After another glance around the party, he looked at them directly. “Don’t ask why. Millenias ago... this wasn’t its original purpose... its been altered.”</p><p></p><p>“You must not break it... you have heard that hmm?” The party nodded, and Asuri leaned back and continued. “The end with the diamond... originally it was the frosty end... the power of a staff of frost. You must quench it in the fires of the Abyss.”</p><p></p><p>“Where in the Abyss? There’s millions of places there!” Shaun complained, and the old wizard merely held up a finger, telling him to be patient.</p><p></p><p>“Hmmm... where to... Well, I could send you to the Hag’s place, but thats too dangerous... hmm... where to...” His verbal musings continued for a few minutes, until a suddenly, “Aha!” burst from his lips.</p><p></p><p>“The Noisesome Vale!” he grinned at his memory. “The balor that used to rule there has vanished, no one knows where to! That should make the pursuit of you more disorganized!” He cackled again. “No one would expect that! Though,” he suddenly became serious, and leaned towards the party, “watch out for the worms.”</p><p></p><p>“Worms?”</p><p></p><p>“The worms in the lava! They call it the Noisesome Vale because of the noise the worms make while sliding next to each other through the lava... sadly, for some reason, that also makes those areas the only ones breathable.” He shrugged. “Dip it in the lava, and it should be neutralized.”</p><p></p><p>“And the other end?” Tess asked.</p><p></p><p>“Hmmm...” the wizard’s face went deeply grave. “For that end, which you’ve attached... what is that?”</p><p></p><p>“A holy sun disk of Pelor,” Aeron said somewhat abashedly.</p><p></p><p>“Ah... I bet that’s making Graz’zt squirm a tad!” he grinned momentarily, before seriousness returned to his voice. “To get rid of that end, you’ll need a trip to Thanatos. Originally that was the fiery end... a staff of fire. I see its been changed.” Asuri turned his head to the side thoughtfully, before continuing. </p><p></p><p>“Thanatos is cold, icy... but be careful! It is home to Orcus himself... and he would have no problem killing you to get his undead paws on this staff!”</p><p></p><p>“Orcus?” Siabrey asked slowly, as Tess gave a groan.</p><p></p><p>“Orcus... god of the undead... a powerful demon that was killed and rose again. He has many worshippers on our world, and I’m guessing on many others as well...” Tess explained, before Asuri cut her off.</p><p></p><p>“Yes... and Orcus is an old enemy of Graz’zt. Orcus, no doubt, would love to get this staff, and either use it for his own ends, or destroy Graz’zt, breaking the balance...”</p><p></p><p>“Great... so we’ve got one abandoned world to head to, and the other one has tons of creepy evil undead that will be hunting for us! What else could go bad?” Orion groaned.</p><p></p><p>“The final place you must take this will be Graz’zt’s Palace on Azzgrat, his home world. There-”</p><p></p><p>“His <em>palace?!</em>” Siabrey shrieked. “I might have only been a yeoman four months ago, but palaces are usually swarming with servants, guards, and retainers... and I don’t know about you, but servants, guards and retainers of someone like Graz’zt don’t sound like people I’d love to meet!”</p><p></p><p>“Couple this with the fact that Graz’zt’s servants likely would love to take the staff themselves, or destroy it and free themselves...” Tess added, and howls of protest and fear from the party reached a new crescendo.</p><p></p><p>“Quiet! Shush!” Asuri commanded suddenly. “You merely need to leave it there! You all sound as if you all are being sent on a death sentence! Its not a death sentence!”</p><p></p><p>“No, its not,” Shaun nodded his head in agreement, “I’d put the odds against us at 20-1.”</p><p></p><p>“Thank you, Captain Encouragement!” Tess growled.</p><p></p><p>Asuri gave a sigh, and waved his hands around till the party quieted back down. “Regardless, those are the steps that must be done to neutralize the staff. The icy end, with the diamond, must be warmed in the lava of the Noisesome Vale for several seconds. The end that now has... Pelor’s disk... stuck to it must be quenched in the cold of Thanatos, and then the staff must be left in Graz’zt’s Palace.”</p><p></p><p>“Well,” Tess said finally, “how can we repay you, Master Asuri? Without your help, we wouldn’t have known where to start!”</p><p></p><p>“Hmm... how about you tell people the truth about me and Rary... if you all are really nobles in your world, perhaps one world can learn the truth of the past!” he smiled, and held out a hand. “That would be repayment enough!”</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“Boy, was he a kook,” Shaun growled as the party set up camp a few days later on their return trip to Sigil. They needed to get Pyrion... as well as some potions or oils to protect against heat and cold. It would be another three weeks before they’d even <em>start</em> their journey to the Abyss. Fortunately, Asuri had also provided them with a token item... a failed experiment on his part.</p><p></p><p>The device looked like a simple box... however, when the name of a place was said, an image of it danced above. Originally, one was supposed to concentrate on that place’s image, and one would teleport there (a component of all personal teleport spells). The device only provided the image... the teleportation section of it was broken. Hopefully, when used in conjunction with Pyrion’s teleportation device, the party could control somewhat where they went...</p><p></p><p>“A necessary kook,” Tess rejoined the rogue. “At least now we have an idea of where to go.” The bard was busily setting up her bedroll, when she noticed Siabrey nearby. The fighter was holding her head. “Siabrey? Something wrong?”</p><p></p><p>“No,” came a quiet reply. “I’m fine.” She looked up, and Tess could see her friend’s eyes were slightly wide... the familiar sign that she was having a headache.</p><p></p><p>“Stop lying,” Tess chided her, before rumaging through her pack. The bard pulled out some more small vials, with the stamps of various alchemist shops on them. “Here, take one of these. They help with headaches.”</p><p></p><p>“Wow... you’re quite the walking alchemist’s shop,” Shaun observed with a smirk, “What game is it going to be next? When do we play ‘pedicure the paralyzed?’” </p><p></p><p>Siabrey’s headache only made her glower towards Shaun even darker... and the rogue laughed.</p><p></p><p>“His nails needed cleaning,” she growled, before downing the vial Tess had handed her. Inwardly, she was a little worried. She remembered when Elenya had a vicious headache like this, and what it had indicated. She mentally shook off the thought, and dismissed it.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Much later that night, Siabrey and Geoffrey found themselves on watch.</p><p></p><p>“Empress?” the halfling asked sweetly, even innocently, “can I have some of your wineskin? Please? Its been four weeks!”</p><p></p><p>“Fine,” Siabrey pulled the skin free and tossed it towards the gleeful halfling. She’d long since grown tired of his complaints... she could see why this night Shaun had insisted someone else take watch with the small man.</p><p></p><p>The fighter felt strange... a tad woozy for some reason. It annoyed her. A few minutes of that feeling, coupled with listening to Geoffrey’s slurps as her wineskin was drained, was enough to send her rumaging through Tess’ pack for another alchemist’s vial.</p><p></p><p>She would only realize later that her bending down took her out of the arrow’s path.</p><p></p><p>A sharp <em>thwack</em> cracked through the air, and an arrow quivering in the tree behind Siabrey. The fighter was immediately on her feet, all thoughts of wooziness of pain gone, her blades both flaming in the air. Her ears acutely listened to the woods, trying, straining to hear anything.</p><p></p><p>She saw and heard nothing.</p><p></p><p>“Take a look! There’s a note!” Geoffrey pointed, shouting altogether too loudly for the situation. Siabrey gave him a growl, and turned. True enough, there was a note impaled by the letter into the tree. Siabrey yanked the arrow out, and began reading the note...</p><p></p><p>And her face fell.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1540773, member: 15043"] Oh, and as for the fate of Sarai, the little girl Shaun picked up, read above :) The start of the final regular session... session 21... [b]A Wizard Named Asuri[/b] “Great wizard Asuri!” Tess called, “we come seeking your wisdom and guidance!” [i]They said he was testy that he wasn’t held in the same regard as the other well-known mages... maybe if I inflate his ego slightly...[/i] “Go away! Go find... Mordenkainen,” the wizard’s voice was singsong in mockery, “or Leomund! Or that bastard Rary! Go find him! They’ll tell you the answer to your questions! Leave me the hell alone!” “Um, Tess?” Shaun said worriedly, “the trees are moving closer. Hurry?” The bard glanced around quickly, and saw indeed that the poplars and beeches around them had moved closer. Their limbs seemed to stretch overhead, creaking ever closer... “They are not here in our hour of need, great Asuri! An entire world depends on your assistance, and would be in your debt should you help!” Tess called hurriedly, as the creaking noises grew louder. “Please help us! We know it was you that created the Telepathic Bond spell, not Rary! We thank you for that great gift you made so-” “What?” The trees stopped moving suddenly, only a few feet from the party’s heads. The voice itself was decidedly different... curious, not angry. “I said we know it was you that made the Telepathic Bond spell!” Tess repeated, flushed with relief. There was another creak... but this one was of the door to the cottage swinging open. A small man, old beyond years with an unkempt mane of white hair, stood in the doorway. Despite his seemingly decrepit age, his eyes still flashed with keen intelligence. “Come forward,” his real voice echoed in the air. It was soft and tinny, with only a slight cracking due to age. A wrinkled hand beckoned them forward. “Come on,” the ancient gave a grin, baring surprisingly white and straight teeth, “I don’t bite!” Tess gave a nervous laugh as she stepped through the threshold into the house... the rest of the party either stared or gawked, somewhat in fear. If what Tess and those in the city said were true, this old man’s powers likely approached that of the entire power of the Empire itself... “Sit... sit sit sit,” he motioned towards a few decidedly rickety looking chairs. Tess, Orion, Siabrey and Shaun took the four chairs present, the others deigning to stand. The old man scuttled into another room, before coming back, some papers in hand. “I am so excited! It isn’t often that people arrive that know what actually happened so many years ago!” “Well,” Shaun started, before Siabrey rudely elbowed him into silence. “We know it was you that created that spell... we’ve used it quite often,” Tess gave the old man a nod, even as her eyes smiled thanks to Siabrey for shutting up the rogue. “And we hope that the wisdom that created that spell so long ago can be used again to help us on our quest to save our world.” “Ah... which world is that? Faerun? Greyhawk? Celestia?” the old man arched an eyebrow and grinned. “Oh, wouldn’t I love to show up Elminster or Mordenkainen by doing their own work for them!” “Um... no,” Siabrey offered. “Our world is...” her mind went blank. Her world had place names... Iskeldrun, Irulas, Holstean, The Empire... but her mind suddenly realized this man likely wouldn’t be able to place those... at least right away. And she didn’t know the formal name for her world. “Auzerin,” Aeron said quickly, saving the Empress from too long an embarassing pause. “Ah... I haven’t visited that world in... two millenia at least,” the old man said thoughtfully. “Nice place... though not civilized yet. You civilized?” he leaned forward. “You know? Cities? Academies?” Siabrey was taken aback momentarily that someone could ask something like that. Of course The Empire was civilized! Iskeldrun had a million souls within its walls, and hundreds of thousands more just outside those white barriers! Irulas had over a hundred thousand! As did other cities in the Empire! “Yes, we have,” Tess said quickly. “Unfortunately others have noticed, and had designs on destroying our world.” Tess went on to give a quick explanation of the Demon War, starting with the Countess misusing the staff. Then, she went into the demons marching, the battles, the fighting, and finally ended explaining their quest... and who they were exactly. “Ah,” Asuri said as he thoughtfully ran a hand over his beard, “so Graz’zt is inside that thing?” A bony, wrinkled finger pointed towards the staff. The party nodded. The wizard let out a cackle, and sprung up from his chair. In the blink of an eye, he half-shuffled, half ran towards Orion, and stood by him, and extended a finger, tweaking the staff several times. “Oh [i]Graz’zt[/i]? You in there old boy! The tables have turned, haven’t they, old man!” Asuri cackled. Giggling, the ancient creature went back to his seat. Seeing the party staring at him in shock and disbelief, the wizard waved his hand. “Myself and Graz’zt had a run in several millenia ago. I’m still bitter.” “Um... now, how do we neutralize this thing properly?” Tess asked, hoping to bring the old man back on topic. The wizard gave a slight cackle. “Easy. I should know, considering I helped make it!” After another glance around the party, he looked at them directly. “Don’t ask why. Millenias ago... this wasn’t its original purpose... its been altered.” “You must not break it... you have heard that hmm?” The party nodded, and Asuri leaned back and continued. “The end with the diamond... originally it was the frosty end... the power of a staff of frost. You must quench it in the fires of the Abyss.” “Where in the Abyss? There’s millions of places there!” Shaun complained, and the old wizard merely held up a finger, telling him to be patient. “Hmmm... where to... Well, I could send you to the Hag’s place, but thats too dangerous... hmm... where to...” His verbal musings continued for a few minutes, until a suddenly, “Aha!” burst from his lips. “The Noisesome Vale!” he grinned at his memory. “The balor that used to rule there has vanished, no one knows where to! That should make the pursuit of you more disorganized!” He cackled again. “No one would expect that! Though,” he suddenly became serious, and leaned towards the party, “watch out for the worms.” “Worms?” “The worms in the lava! They call it the Noisesome Vale because of the noise the worms make while sliding next to each other through the lava... sadly, for some reason, that also makes those areas the only ones breathable.” He shrugged. “Dip it in the lava, and it should be neutralized.” “And the other end?” Tess asked. “Hmmm...” the wizard’s face went deeply grave. “For that end, which you’ve attached... what is that?” “A holy sun disk of Pelor,” Aeron said somewhat abashedly. “Ah... I bet that’s making Graz’zt squirm a tad!” he grinned momentarily, before seriousness returned to his voice. “To get rid of that end, you’ll need a trip to Thanatos. Originally that was the fiery end... a staff of fire. I see its been changed.” Asuri turned his head to the side thoughtfully, before continuing. “Thanatos is cold, icy... but be careful! It is home to Orcus himself... and he would have no problem killing you to get his undead paws on this staff!” “Orcus?” Siabrey asked slowly, as Tess gave a groan. “Orcus... god of the undead... a powerful demon that was killed and rose again. He has many worshippers on our world, and I’m guessing on many others as well...” Tess explained, before Asuri cut her off. “Yes... and Orcus is an old enemy of Graz’zt. Orcus, no doubt, would love to get this staff, and either use it for his own ends, or destroy Graz’zt, breaking the balance...” “Great... so we’ve got one abandoned world to head to, and the other one has tons of creepy evil undead that will be hunting for us! What else could go bad?” Orion groaned. “The final place you must take this will be Graz’zt’s Palace on Azzgrat, his home world. There-” “His [i]palace?![/i]” Siabrey shrieked. “I might have only been a yeoman four months ago, but palaces are usually swarming with servants, guards, and retainers... and I don’t know about you, but servants, guards and retainers of someone like Graz’zt don’t sound like people I’d love to meet!” “Couple this with the fact that Graz’zt’s servants likely would love to take the staff themselves, or destroy it and free themselves...” Tess added, and howls of protest and fear from the party reached a new crescendo. “Quiet! Shush!” Asuri commanded suddenly. “You merely need to leave it there! You all sound as if you all are being sent on a death sentence! Its not a death sentence!” “No, its not,” Shaun nodded his head in agreement, “I’d put the odds against us at 20-1.” “Thank you, Captain Encouragement!” Tess growled. Asuri gave a sigh, and waved his hands around till the party quieted back down. “Regardless, those are the steps that must be done to neutralize the staff. The icy end, with the diamond, must be warmed in the lava of the Noisesome Vale for several seconds. The end that now has... Pelor’s disk... stuck to it must be quenched in the cold of Thanatos, and then the staff must be left in Graz’zt’s Palace.” “Well,” Tess said finally, “how can we repay you, Master Asuri? Without your help, we wouldn’t have known where to start!” “Hmm... how about you tell people the truth about me and Rary... if you all are really nobles in your world, perhaps one world can learn the truth of the past!” he smiled, and held out a hand. “That would be repayment enough!” “Boy, was he a kook,” Shaun growled as the party set up camp a few days later on their return trip to Sigil. They needed to get Pyrion... as well as some potions or oils to protect against heat and cold. It would be another three weeks before they’d even [i]start[/i] their journey to the Abyss. Fortunately, Asuri had also provided them with a token item... a failed experiment on his part. The device looked like a simple box... however, when the name of a place was said, an image of it danced above. Originally, one was supposed to concentrate on that place’s image, and one would teleport there (a component of all personal teleport spells). The device only provided the image... the teleportation section of it was broken. Hopefully, when used in conjunction with Pyrion’s teleportation device, the party could control somewhat where they went... “A necessary kook,” Tess rejoined the rogue. “At least now we have an idea of where to go.” The bard was busily setting up her bedroll, when she noticed Siabrey nearby. The fighter was holding her head. “Siabrey? Something wrong?” “No,” came a quiet reply. “I’m fine.” She looked up, and Tess could see her friend’s eyes were slightly wide... the familiar sign that she was having a headache. “Stop lying,” Tess chided her, before rumaging through her pack. The bard pulled out some more small vials, with the stamps of various alchemist shops on them. “Here, take one of these. They help with headaches.” “Wow... you’re quite the walking alchemist’s shop,” Shaun observed with a smirk, “What game is it going to be next? When do we play ‘pedicure the paralyzed?’” Siabrey’s headache only made her glower towards Shaun even darker... and the rogue laughed. “His nails needed cleaning,” she growled, before downing the vial Tess had handed her. Inwardly, she was a little worried. She remembered when Elenya had a vicious headache like this, and what it had indicated. She mentally shook off the thought, and dismissed it. Much later that night, Siabrey and Geoffrey found themselves on watch. “Empress?” the halfling asked sweetly, even innocently, “can I have some of your wineskin? Please? Its been four weeks!” “Fine,” Siabrey pulled the skin free and tossed it towards the gleeful halfling. She’d long since grown tired of his complaints... she could see why this night Shaun had insisted someone else take watch with the small man. The fighter felt strange... a tad woozy for some reason. It annoyed her. A few minutes of that feeling, coupled with listening to Geoffrey’s slurps as her wineskin was drained, was enough to send her rumaging through Tess’ pack for another alchemist’s vial. She would only realize later that her bending down took her out of the arrow’s path. A sharp [i]thwack[/i] cracked through the air, and an arrow quivering in the tree behind Siabrey. The fighter was immediately on her feet, all thoughts of wooziness of pain gone, her blades both flaming in the air. Her ears acutely listened to the woods, trying, straining to hear anything. She saw and heard nothing. “Take a look! There’s a note!” Geoffrey pointed, shouting altogether too loudly for the situation. Siabrey gave him a growl, and turned. True enough, there was a note impaled by the letter into the tree. Siabrey yanked the arrow out, and began reading the note... And her face fell. [/QUOTE]
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Into the Icy Darkness: The Great Demon War
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