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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5661234" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #41 - Aug 15, 2011 - I Told You I Was Coven Over!</strong></p><p></p><p>notes: Up to the mountains to find out why the weather is so lousy! So, level 9 for a sorcerer is, uhm pretty damn fun. I'm just saying.</p><p></p><p>Dinner was pulled pork sandwiches and salad. Dessert was ogres and hags.</p><p></p><p>From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen:</p><p></p><p>We spend a couple of days helping Turtleback Ferry try to recover from the devastation brought on by Black Maggra. With their near worship of Londis as leverage a lot got done, including healing on our part. I spent the days burning through my spells to remove as many of the Sidhidron tattoos as I could. Through group effort the others were able to break Lucretia's code for her book - honey, I know you're dead and all, but next time you might not want to hide the key on the book itself, just inside a false back cover. These lamia matriarchs may be hell in a fight but they seem to have large issues with commons sense. In any case, she'd marked 217 of the townspeople and it seemed like her plan to break the dam would have caused all of them to die at once as a massive sacrifice, probably to Karzuug. Too bad that didn't work out so well for her. We discovered that a Barl Breakbones was 'collecting marks for Lord Mokmurian,' whomever that was. It seemed Barl was a spell-casting stone giant. Fun! Can you say, "Rod of Wonder?"</p><p></p><p>One of the days we spent escorting a group of townspeople to help restore the keep, and while we were there Jacardos did his best to outfit us with what he could find. From the missing and presumably dead commander he gave us a pair of swamp-walker boots, and a scroll with a nice set of spells that I was only too happy to grab.</p><p>[OOC]Cone of Cold CL11, Hold Monster CL11, and Telekinesis CL11. Damn right I'll take 'em![/OOC]</p><p></p><p>He also offered the lending of his shocking bow, as his hand was still recovering. Londis took him up on the offer and the next day we headed out for Hook Mountain and the source of the storm. The floodgates were open and it seemed unlikely the dam would fail, but the constant rain wasn't helping anything. Overland travel brought us into sight of the mountain, and also a small army of ogres, probably the Kreig clan. Higher up we could see a couple of large caves and a few more ogres. We could have just carved our way through, but that seemed like the hard way. As we studied the place I sighed and said, "Okay, maybe I'll do some recon. I'll be back in a few minutes."</p><p></p><p>Londis looked at what was passing for the morning sky. "Even with the rain, it's a little bright for you to just fly up there. Do you know invisibility as well?"</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, but I have something else in mind." I'd had a weird dream our first night back in Turtleback Ferry, and in it I'd danced in the clouds during a thunderstorm, laughing as the lightning flashed around me. I wasn't myself and yet I was, and it was liberating. I'd heard mention there was a spell that could do something like that but I'd never studied it. Turned out I didn't need to. I just knew, somehow. </p><p></p><p>I cleared my throat and barked out a few guttural words before feeling myself start to spin, and then . . . I just felt light and free, and with a quick glance to see suprised expressions on the others I zipped off into the storm, just another air elemental out for a jaunt.</p><p></p><p>In a nutshell,t he front route was going to be ugly. There was a goat path up the back of the mountain that would be difficult but certainly devoid of foes. I touched back down as the spell wore off. While I debriefed everyone Trixie was looking at me with an odd, appraising expression. After I finished she came over and poked me in the ribs. "Nice spell. i guess there were no hot girls in that class, eh?"</p><p></p><p>I smiled, shook my head. "I didn't learn that in a class. I just woke up the other morning and sort of knew I could do it." I shrugged. "By Shelyn's Grace, it was kind of fun."</p><p></p><p>She tossed her damp hair. "Well, duh. Flying looks pretty cool."</p><p></p><p>"It is. If you want to fly, just let me know. Not now, of course, but once we get back. I can just cast the spell on you. Uhm, not the one I just did, but just a regular fly spell." I paused. considered. "It might be interesting to see how our styles of flight differ."</p><p></p><p>"Well," she said with a warm smile, "it's you think it'll help you I suppose I could tolerate it. For now, we should worry about climbing a mountain.</p><p></p><p>So climb we did. Well, climb Tofa, Londis, and Reznak did. Trixie hung out in Londis' bag of holding reading the romance novel, while I hitched a <em>floating disc</em> to the inquisitor and let myself be tugged along behind him. It looked like a very difficult climb, truth me told. I had to save Reznak's bacon when he almost slid off the mountain and burned a <em>spider climb</em> scroll or two to help get us to the top, but soon we were peeking over the top of the opening of a massively large cave. </p><p></p><p>Of course it was guarded by the only damn ogre who would ever take guard duty seriously, a commander-type in heavy armor and holding a massive bow. With an evil chuckle he fired and stuck a shaft into Tofa. His two fellow guards, also well-equipped, took shots as well. Londis opened the bag and Trixie took one look, made some sort of grunting sound, and used her Rod of Wonder on one of them, greatly slowing it down. I looked at the commander who was reaching for another arrow with a sneer. Nice armor, oversized, definitely going to be a pain in the ass to go toe to toe with.</p><p></p><p>So why do it, then?</p><p></p><p>Tapping into my wonderful, wonderful Crook, I summoned up a heavy gusher of water and directed it right into his chest. It hit him and knocked him back, and for a few seconds he teetered on the edge of the cliff, flailing his arms. It looked like he might be able to keep his footing . . . nah. he lost it and tumbled off with an angry shout, which terminated as he hit some rocks and bounced and hit some rocks and bounced and . . . you get the idea. Scratch one commander.</p><p>[OOC]A close thing. I beat his CMD by 1. It was awfully nice to complete a successful bull rush by a sorcerer![/OOC]</p><p></p><p>One ogre went down in a hail of arrows, but the remaining one took off inside. We couldn't have that and so we pursued, killing it before it could sound an alarm. The massive cave was full of notable things. The entrance was lined with what appeared to be the ribcage of a blue dragon, but ancient ones that bore scrimshaw sihidron runes. What I took at first to be a massive statue of a giant proved to actually be the preserved corpse of a Thassilonian Runegiant. They were the leaders of Xin's armies, but corrupted over time and became dangerously evil. This one was worshipped by the ogres and bore closer examination, but before I could another fight broke out down the hallway. I ran over and found a narrow hallway absolutely jammed with ogres of varying size and armor - possibly as many as ten. As i watched a screaming Tofa hit one with what looked like four attacks at once, and the thing just exploded in a shower of blood and gore while she screamed with triumph. She's my friend but sometimes she scares me, just a little bit. Trixie dropped one with some sort of drum spell, but there were a lot of ogres.</p><p></p><p> In addition to the air elemental spell I'd woken up with some other knowledge as well. I'd been changing fireballs into lightning balls all along, but now I felt - no, I knew - that I could summon one from inside me that was different from my usual spells. So I did.</p><p></p><p>Boom. Many dead ogres.</p><p>[OOC]the majority of the ogres were exhausted from working at the dam but I rolled in the 40s for damage.[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>More showed up, including a massive one wielding a glowing hammer. I quickly dropped him into a pit and he emerged with a pissed off expression. Reznak spun his way in and threw something at the big dude's eyes. It didn't work and the thud of impact from the hammer echoed through the corridor. Still, it didn't take long for us to overwhelm it, aided by Trixie using the wand of scorching ray, and find ourselves standing in a pile of dead ogres as Londis fondled the glowing hammer. The head was adamantine and yet still rounded a bit. I had some vague ideas of what it was but one tripped something in Trixie's memory and between the two of us we realized this was the hammer of Thorgrim Barcrand, the chief smith to Xin. Wow. We were dabbling in some serious stuff here.</p><p></p><p>We quickly healed up those that needed healing and tore off in the direction of some chanting. Rounding a corner we spotted three hags around a cauldron, clearly the source of the storm. Something ticked in the back of my head about hags working together and I mumbled a curse. "A coven. Not good."</p><p></p><p>Londis, bless his Varguile-tinted head,was quick to react. Even as something rose from the floor he blanketed the hags in silence, and the storm began to abate at once. In the meantime something dressed as the Black Arrow commander came into focus in front of us, clearly some sort of undead now [OOC]a wraith. Not sure what kind as he tossed either a spell or a supernatural power at us[/OOC]. It blasted us with a cone of freezing cold air that despite looking fearsome, did little damage. If an undead can look chagrined, this one did. [OOC]we all saved![/OOC] </p><p></p><p>As the others charged forward I tossed a regular lightning ball, giving it an extra little love in the form of disruptiveness. Tofa, her blade twitching in her hand raced forward to attack the wraith. The hags gestured and a shimmering cage of force appeared around the monster and Tofa, with Londis leaping to the side just in time. He and Reznak raced toward the hags as I tried to throw another lightning ball at the hags, only to have it splash harmlessly against the forcecage, or whatever it was [OOC]I had Grezz make a spellcraft check about it and got a 1, so I played him as too dopey to realize what was going to happen if he tried to cast through it.[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>Leaving the hags to the others I tried desperately to think of a way to help Tofa as she evaded the slashing claws of the horror she was trapped with - and had an idea. I couldn't cast through it, but maybe if the point of origin was inside . . . I summoned a hound archon was was delighted to see it materialize behind the wraith and lay into it. Within seconds it was done, and I looked up in time to see two hags begging for mercy and then Reznak slitting the throat of one . . . for Shelyn's Sake! Not that I was horribly upset with something as evil as a hag dying, but we needed info, and if the other one had fallen . . . it hadn't. Evidently Londis had been wise enough to recognize its value and manacled it instead. Some quick interrogation later and we had a few more pieces to the puzzle - indeed Lucretia had been trying to harvest souls and now we needed to stop the stone giants in the complex, one who was named Relk. Forewarned is forearmed. Time for a deep sigh, some healing, and then once more into the breach . . . and I haven't even gotten to use my fun new spells yet. My tattoos flashed in anticipation.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5661234, member: 48156"] [b]Session #41 - Aug 15, 2011 - I Told You I Was Coven Over![/b] notes: Up to the mountains to find out why the weather is so lousy! So, level 9 for a sorcerer is, uhm pretty damn fun. I'm just saying. Dinner was pulled pork sandwiches and salad. Dessert was ogres and hags. From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen: We spend a couple of days helping Turtleback Ferry try to recover from the devastation brought on by Black Maggra. With their near worship of Londis as leverage a lot got done, including healing on our part. I spent the days burning through my spells to remove as many of the Sidhidron tattoos as I could. Through group effort the others were able to break Lucretia's code for her book - honey, I know you're dead and all, but next time you might not want to hide the key on the book itself, just inside a false back cover. These lamia matriarchs may be hell in a fight but they seem to have large issues with commons sense. In any case, she'd marked 217 of the townspeople and it seemed like her plan to break the dam would have caused all of them to die at once as a massive sacrifice, probably to Karzuug. Too bad that didn't work out so well for her. We discovered that a Barl Breakbones was 'collecting marks for Lord Mokmurian,' whomever that was. It seemed Barl was a spell-casting stone giant. Fun! Can you say, "Rod of Wonder?" One of the days we spent escorting a group of townspeople to help restore the keep, and while we were there Jacardos did his best to outfit us with what he could find. From the missing and presumably dead commander he gave us a pair of swamp-walker boots, and a scroll with a nice set of spells that I was only too happy to grab. [OOC]Cone of Cold CL11, Hold Monster CL11, and Telekinesis CL11. Damn right I'll take 'em![/OOC] He also offered the lending of his shocking bow, as his hand was still recovering. Londis took him up on the offer and the next day we headed out for Hook Mountain and the source of the storm. The floodgates were open and it seemed unlikely the dam would fail, but the constant rain wasn't helping anything. Overland travel brought us into sight of the mountain, and also a small army of ogres, probably the Kreig clan. Higher up we could see a couple of large caves and a few more ogres. We could have just carved our way through, but that seemed like the hard way. As we studied the place I sighed and said, "Okay, maybe I'll do some recon. I'll be back in a few minutes." Londis looked at what was passing for the morning sky. "Even with the rain, it's a little bright for you to just fly up there. Do you know invisibility as well?" "Yeah, but I have something else in mind." I'd had a weird dream our first night back in Turtleback Ferry, and in it I'd danced in the clouds during a thunderstorm, laughing as the lightning flashed around me. I wasn't myself and yet I was, and it was liberating. I'd heard mention there was a spell that could do something like that but I'd never studied it. Turned out I didn't need to. I just knew, somehow. I cleared my throat and barked out a few guttural words before feeling myself start to spin, and then . . . I just felt light and free, and with a quick glance to see suprised expressions on the others I zipped off into the storm, just another air elemental out for a jaunt. In a nutshell,t he front route was going to be ugly. There was a goat path up the back of the mountain that would be difficult but certainly devoid of foes. I touched back down as the spell wore off. While I debriefed everyone Trixie was looking at me with an odd, appraising expression. After I finished she came over and poked me in the ribs. "Nice spell. i guess there were no hot girls in that class, eh?" I smiled, shook my head. "I didn't learn that in a class. I just woke up the other morning and sort of knew I could do it." I shrugged. "By Shelyn's Grace, it was kind of fun." She tossed her damp hair. "Well, duh. Flying looks pretty cool." "It is. If you want to fly, just let me know. Not now, of course, but once we get back. I can just cast the spell on you. Uhm, not the one I just did, but just a regular fly spell." I paused. considered. "It might be interesting to see how our styles of flight differ." "Well," she said with a warm smile, "it's you think it'll help you I suppose I could tolerate it. For now, we should worry about climbing a mountain. So climb we did. Well, climb Tofa, Londis, and Reznak did. Trixie hung out in Londis' bag of holding reading the romance novel, while I hitched a [I]floating disc[/I] to the inquisitor and let myself be tugged along behind him. It looked like a very difficult climb, truth me told. I had to save Reznak's bacon when he almost slid off the mountain and burned a [I]spider climb[/I] scroll or two to help get us to the top, but soon we were peeking over the top of the opening of a massively large cave. Of course it was guarded by the only damn ogre who would ever take guard duty seriously, a commander-type in heavy armor and holding a massive bow. With an evil chuckle he fired and stuck a shaft into Tofa. His two fellow guards, also well-equipped, took shots as well. Londis opened the bag and Trixie took one look, made some sort of grunting sound, and used her Rod of Wonder on one of them, greatly slowing it down. I looked at the commander who was reaching for another arrow with a sneer. Nice armor, oversized, definitely going to be a pain in the ass to go toe to toe with. So why do it, then? Tapping into my wonderful, wonderful Crook, I summoned up a heavy gusher of water and directed it right into his chest. It hit him and knocked him back, and for a few seconds he teetered on the edge of the cliff, flailing his arms. It looked like he might be able to keep his footing . . . nah. he lost it and tumbled off with an angry shout, which terminated as he hit some rocks and bounced and hit some rocks and bounced and . . . you get the idea. Scratch one commander. [OOC]A close thing. I beat his CMD by 1. It was awfully nice to complete a successful bull rush by a sorcerer![/OOC] One ogre went down in a hail of arrows, but the remaining one took off inside. We couldn't have that and so we pursued, killing it before it could sound an alarm. The massive cave was full of notable things. The entrance was lined with what appeared to be the ribcage of a blue dragon, but ancient ones that bore scrimshaw sihidron runes. What I took at first to be a massive statue of a giant proved to actually be the preserved corpse of a Thassilonian Runegiant. They were the leaders of Xin's armies, but corrupted over time and became dangerously evil. This one was worshipped by the ogres and bore closer examination, but before I could another fight broke out down the hallway. I ran over and found a narrow hallway absolutely jammed with ogres of varying size and armor - possibly as many as ten. As i watched a screaming Tofa hit one with what looked like four attacks at once, and the thing just exploded in a shower of blood and gore while she screamed with triumph. She's my friend but sometimes she scares me, just a little bit. Trixie dropped one with some sort of drum spell, but there were a lot of ogres. In addition to the air elemental spell I'd woken up with some other knowledge as well. I'd been changing fireballs into lightning balls all along, but now I felt - no, I knew - that I could summon one from inside me that was different from my usual spells. So I did. Boom. Many dead ogres. [OOC]the majority of the ogres were exhausted from working at the dam but I rolled in the 40s for damage.[/OOC] More showed up, including a massive one wielding a glowing hammer. I quickly dropped him into a pit and he emerged with a pissed off expression. Reznak spun his way in and threw something at the big dude's eyes. It didn't work and the thud of impact from the hammer echoed through the corridor. Still, it didn't take long for us to overwhelm it, aided by Trixie using the wand of scorching ray, and find ourselves standing in a pile of dead ogres as Londis fondled the glowing hammer. The head was adamantine and yet still rounded a bit. I had some vague ideas of what it was but one tripped something in Trixie's memory and between the two of us we realized this was the hammer of Thorgrim Barcrand, the chief smith to Xin. Wow. We were dabbling in some serious stuff here. We quickly healed up those that needed healing and tore off in the direction of some chanting. Rounding a corner we spotted three hags around a cauldron, clearly the source of the storm. Something ticked in the back of my head about hags working together and I mumbled a curse. "A coven. Not good." Londis, bless his Varguile-tinted head,was quick to react. Even as something rose from the floor he blanketed the hags in silence, and the storm began to abate at once. In the meantime something dressed as the Black Arrow commander came into focus in front of us, clearly some sort of undead now [OOC]a wraith. Not sure what kind as he tossed either a spell or a supernatural power at us[/OOC]. It blasted us with a cone of freezing cold air that despite looking fearsome, did little damage. If an undead can look chagrined, this one did. [OOC]we all saved![/OOC] As the others charged forward I tossed a regular lightning ball, giving it an extra little love in the form of disruptiveness. Tofa, her blade twitching in her hand raced forward to attack the wraith. The hags gestured and a shimmering cage of force appeared around the monster and Tofa, with Londis leaping to the side just in time. He and Reznak raced toward the hags as I tried to throw another lightning ball at the hags, only to have it splash harmlessly against the forcecage, or whatever it was [OOC]I had Grezz make a spellcraft check about it and got a 1, so I played him as too dopey to realize what was going to happen if he tried to cast through it.[/OOC] Leaving the hags to the others I tried desperately to think of a way to help Tofa as she evaded the slashing claws of the horror she was trapped with - and had an idea. I couldn't cast through it, but maybe if the point of origin was inside . . . I summoned a hound archon was was delighted to see it materialize behind the wraith and lay into it. Within seconds it was done, and I looked up in time to see two hags begging for mercy and then Reznak slitting the throat of one . . . for Shelyn's Sake! Not that I was horribly upset with something as evil as a hag dying, but we needed info, and if the other one had fallen . . . it hadn't. Evidently Londis had been wise enough to recognize its value and manacled it instead. Some quick interrogation later and we had a few more pieces to the puzzle - indeed Lucretia had been trying to harvest souls and now we needed to stop the stone giants in the complex, one who was named Relk. Forewarned is forearmed. Time for a deep sigh, some healing, and then once more into the breach . . . and I haven't even gotten to use my fun new spells yet. My tattoos flashed in anticipation. [/QUOTE]
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