Long two hours, eh? Ah well, stuff comes up.
Zanne was at the helm and lowered their altitude further but the incoming Gryphon riders didn't drop to meet them. Instead the lead rider hurled a javelin which struck the deck near none of the PC's. It trailed a ribbon.
Astavian dislodged it from the deck seeing that the head of the javelin had an emblem carved in it. The ribbon read, "Come before me or feel my relentless wrath."
The PC's had a sort conference that, condensed and paraphrased went something like this: "Do we want to come before her? No. Do we want to feel her relentless wrath? Even less."
Suddenly a Gryphon was on the bow of their ship, causing the already cracked keep to creak dangerously. The blue skinned servant of the White Queen addressed them: "I would have your answer."
Astavian approached him and said, "We will make our way to your mistress as soon as we are able." He offered back the elaborate javelin. "Keep it," said the Gryphon rider and took to the sky.
The next day they finally approached the border between the bulk of Hluroth Plateau and the land spit that connected it to the towering spire of New Karak Tor. They each breathed a sigh of relief, none more than Zanne who was struggling to keep the craft aloft through pure magical power.
As they passed over the guard towers on the Hlurothi side of the border, Eshik and Mialain, standing in the bow of the ship, spied sudden movement. Then a ball of flame rocketed skyward and exploded around them. They raced toward the rear of the ship as the bow was engulfed in flames. Another fireball followed the first as Zanne pushed the ship as hard as she could.
Suddenly a huge fist of ice appeared near the stern and attempted to snatch the Warlock away from the control orb. Astavian hacked at it with his greatsword, breaking one of the giant fingers. It was enough to allow Zanne to escape its grasp.
The Arcanon Confederacy Mage who had conjured it levatated above the towers below to remain in range and have it swipe at Zanne once again. But he was distracted by the arrows that Mialain was raining down upon him with her new bow. Eshik joined with his crossbow and forced the Wizard to retreat.
Mialain turned her attention to the flames at the front of the ship and reached out to her link with Melora. The clouds gathered in the chill mountain air and sent a brief but intense rainstorm down upon them, dousing the flames. Still, the damage was done.
"Hold on!" screamed Zanne. The ship continued to lose altitude and they landed just down the hill from the hostel they had stayed at during their previous trip to New Karak Tor. They were all thrown to the deck but none of them was seriously injured. They regained their feet in time to see an entire company of dwarven guards hurry downhill toward the border.
Gorom the dwarven Warden was suddenly beside the ship. "I think you'd best get inside!"
*****
So the bit with flying the Eladrin Winged Ship was done with Arcana checks to establish control over it and the expenditure of Healing Surges to keep it aloft. It started the trip needing one Surge per hour to keep it going and by the end it was up to 2 Surges per hour. So Zanne and Mialain were kind of worn out.
Amazingly they avoided combat with the Gryphon-riding servants of Mayaheine! I really didn't know how this was going to play out (keep an eye on that trend) so I had combat stats ready to go but the PC's decided to agree to their request. Wonders never cease.
The artillery barrage by the Arcanon Confederacy Wizards at the border crossing was not much of a direct danger to the PC's themselves. But it had the potential to cause catastrophic damage to their ship and crash them on the wrong side of the border. Fortunately Mialain pulled off a flawless stunt to conjure the rain shower that extinguished the fire on the ship (that was growing each round). I think she rolled above a 35 Nature check.
Up next they are received by the Dwarves and we find out how much of an international incident they caused. Also they get to meet yet another deity.