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<blockquote data-quote="Echolocation" data-source="post: 8898105" data-attributes="member: 7011911"><p><strong>Session 90</strong></p><p></p><p>After some discussion, the players set their eyes on Resal.</p><p></p><p>With the blessing of Athrylla, Faedraven teleported the constables close to a cave close to Resal. Team BAD made some minor adjustments to disguise themselves: Naomi used makeup on Kasvarina, John stowed Sydney as a status, Lisandra changed into different attire, and after some careful consideration, Angharad took off his hulking RHC-labelled jacket.</p><p></p><p>As the constables advanced towards Resal, they noted how time had stripped Kasvarina of her home. The landscape was devastated by mining, with rivers flowing thick with sludge. A few very old eladrin men working in the fields and resting under trees; possibly old enough to have even fought in the holy wars and lived in the town before it was colonised. Most of the town was human.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina picked up a memory event and led us through town to an open field. The many guards dotted throughout the town glanced at the party as they walked through town but didn’t stop them or ask questions. An old eladrin selling flowers in the town square waved at at the party. Kasvarina offered a polite wave back and Angharad went over to buy a flower from him in Elven. The eladrin noted that not many humans speak his tongue. Angharad offered to buy all his flowers. The eladrin offered them for 1 gold. Angharad palmed him 5 platinum. Angharad gave Lisandra one flower and started throwing the rest at Naomi as we walked through town.</p><p></p><p>Eventually, Kasvarina lead the party to a large field. Initially, she was gripped by the memory, but thanks to the spirit medium Lisandra, she managed to regain her lucidity. The memory was somewhat strange, as it was a memory of Kasvarina holding the Arc of Reida itself surrounded by masked mystics. Several memories replayed overlapping each other as Kavarina raised the Arc to her head, each with her, the Arc, and a different collection of mystics. Eventually, the memory booms out and she is instead surrounded by unmasked figures:</p><p>Sor Daeron and half a dozen eladrin women including Athrylla, Latika, and Launga.</p><p></p><p>The women discussed the circumstances in which they avoided Srasama's cull. Sor Daeron is in despair, having wondered whether it would have been more merciful to have left his men to die in Alias Primos. The memory plays out a funereal. Rites were given. Then, a man introduced as Vekesh takes the stage and delivered an eulogy via song, with another man playing a guitar.</p><p></p><p><strong>GM Note:</strong> I strayed from the layout of the Dirge of Vekesh in the book. I wanted something with lyrics, so I took a Leonard Cohen song (Take this Waltz) and changed it up. Unfortunately, I had a chaotic day so didn't get to refine it as much as I would have liked before the session.</p><p></p><p><strong>The Dirge of Vekesh</strong></p><p></p><p></p><p>The audience seemed amazed by the very act of singing after such destruction. Angharad clearly recognised the song, sang along under his breath. Vekesh paused to inform the audience that this is only a mourning song if it ends in death. The eladrin should endure, grow strong and prosper in strength rather than following the crone into death. Many wept throughout the song but Kasvarina did not, and when Vekesh was done she swept into the circle around him and informed the eladrin that not one man there would take his life in grief. Hope remained in the six eladrin women present. Reject grief so that the eladrin may never die. The eladrin women, Kasvarina and Launga included, began to sing and dance together.</p><p></p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]272555[/ATTACH]</p><p></p><p>The scene faded as Kasvarina danced with her daughter and the eladrin spent a few more seconds dancing after the vision of Launga faded. As she was regathering her wits, Naomi greeted a nearby staring guard cheerfully and thanked him for attending their historical reenactment but noted that we’d be moving on to our next performance now. The guard - thoroughly disconcerted and more than willing to not have to deal with this powerful magic naughty word - encouraged Team BAD to leave peacefully and quickly.</p><p></p><p>While Naomi was talking, John examined the old man who’d sold Angharad flowers, noting his interest in the proceedings, and that when the old man had opened his coat to tuck the coins in an inner pocket, John had spotted a pack of cigarettes. This old man doesn’t seem like he has the constitution to be smoking. Naomi started shooing the team out of the field.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina felt a pull toward another part of town - perhaps her old home. The old eladrin man stopped picking up flowers and followed us at a distance of ~60 ft. Guards stared at the constabls but didn’t follow.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina led us to a patch of disrupted soil near a toxic river. Cottage appeared upon the soil. Kasvarina entered the memory with lucidity; it seems the previous memory has really helped her start to understand herself. Kasvarina walked into the cottage and closed the door behind her.</p><p></p><p>John and Lisandra were watching the old eladrin man and he abruptly just disappeared. Just vanished from his position 60 ft behind us. He didn’t seem to have activated a spell so maybe it was the Arc’s radius of influence expanding and shifting the landscape? Lisandra started toward where the man had been standing, leaving the memory’s area to investigate, but he wasn’t there. (<strong>GM Note:</strong> In truth, the old man had been jaunted into his position in the memory---inside Kasvarina's cottage).</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina was packing bags while her two daughters prepared for some sort of trip. The younger daughter looked the equivalent of a teenager and was using Prestidigitation to alter her hair’s colour. Around her neck was a pendant carved with Srasama’s three forms. After ending the arguing with a motherly glare, Kasvarina turns to her other daughter and tells her: “Go with the blue, it suits your eyes.”</p><p></p><p>The elderly flourist eladrin who walked out of a nearby room. He was smoking and his form was shifting between an old eladrin form and a human form with salt and pepper hair and beard. He watched with amusement as Kasvarina’s daughters thanked him for saving their mother’s life. He reached out and touched each of their faces. “I am sorry I was not able to save you. If I had my time again…” He looked at Kasvarina. “Rina, I’m here to help you.” Then he turned to Naomi. “A new face. I am sure we will be acquainted in time.” The man asked the constables and Kasvarina to accompany him.</p><p></p><p>John stuck his hand in the door, middle finger raised. The rest of Team BAD were likewise unimpressed. Taking their lead, Naomi gave her name as "None-of-yer-fookin-business-old-man" when asked, although she was overall more willing to talk than the rest of the team and asked Nicodemus what he wanted. Angharad begun counting down from 100 under his breath.</p><p></p><p>Things devolved into Team BAD and Nicodemus flinging blame between them about unnecessary deaths and such, at which point Naomi interrupted with the question of who Kasvarina wants to go with. Kasvarina spoke to Nic, "I want to know more about you, but I trust my companions. I cannot leave them.” Nicodemus was disappointed but repeated his offer that we should all come with him. Naomi made a counter offer that he should come with us - we’ve got our trip planned out already after all and it'd be a shame to waste all that scheduling…</p><p></p><p>Nicodemus looked like he was seriously considering it, when Angharad finished counting down and cast Howling Agony on him. Nicodemus winced and called for “Professor Bugge” to kill us. John immediately shot Nicodemus dead. The memory shattered, with Kasvarina screaming as part of her mind broke. The cottage vanished and purple glows centred on 3 witchoil golems bearing Wayfarer Lanterns appeared, overlapping the Waking world with another plane (likely the Bleak Gate). A horde of eladrin zombies appeared.</p><p></p><p>From beyond the golems an ominous voice spoke: “What a cruel twist of fate. Could that be: Naomi Osborne? I’ve already killed you once! Don’t you remember me? Or better yet: don’t you remember yourself?” From beyond the golems appeared a quadrupedal figure, crawling along the ground, which called out in a raspy voice: “Rin, my love!”</p><p></p><p><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/s2aqzgROBa7mcPQWqxHfFNNrsq0wtvY4kXQ-LDDIdLKRa2Ie1zD64W24NBgrRO4Z9QJbJz25Tk6GziVK5PDpIKPU-WHAWDhoVmN7G4hpmvgWknKmAf8m8-je4i3-OL4oPOlo0nl9VI4zOcB3fhdgT5WzSqlXl_VMf21SEgRnL_qRLobwb_acJQriEfdS" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>[SPOILER="Professor Bugge"]</p><p>Bugge is somewhat of a bigger-bad in our campaign than the adventure path, as written. Naomi was looking into Bugge's disappearance when she was murdered by him and his agents. He performed a bit of soul surgery with a mindless hulk from the Bleak Gate, infusing it with Naomi's rogue-ish ways and martial scientist techniques. Having no use for Naomi's defiance/personality, he left it lingering in witchoil lingering on her corpse. By pure force of Naomi and Rin's will, Rin was able to capture Naomi's defiance/personality within her own mind as a psychic imprint (which she manifests as her spirit blade)...classic convoluted Pathfinder 1E mechanics.</p><p></p><p>Critically, unbeknownst to Rin and Naomi, the Naomi within Rin is only a fraction of her soul....the rest is in the beast calling to the party. Rin and Naomi's other-soul never knew, because Naomi's defiance applies to the very end and perceives itself to be complete. Reality will hit hard (in many ways) next session.</p><p></p><p>Another GM note: I love Bugge. He was very fun to play as a villain, despite the convoluted backstory.</p><p>[/SPOILER]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Echolocation, post: 8898105, member: 7011911"] [B]Session 90[/B] After some discussion, the players set their eyes on Resal. With the blessing of Athrylla, Faedraven teleported the constables close to a cave close to Resal. Team BAD made some minor adjustments to disguise themselves: Naomi used makeup on Kasvarina, John stowed Sydney as a status, Lisandra changed into different attire, and after some careful consideration, Angharad took off his hulking RHC-labelled jacket. As the constables advanced towards Resal, they noted how time had stripped Kasvarina of her home. The landscape was devastated by mining, with rivers flowing thick with sludge. A few very old eladrin men working in the fields and resting under trees; possibly old enough to have even fought in the holy wars and lived in the town before it was colonised. Most of the town was human. Kasvarina picked up a memory event and led us through town to an open field. The many guards dotted throughout the town glanced at the party as they walked through town but didn’t stop them or ask questions. An old eladrin selling flowers in the town square waved at at the party. Kasvarina offered a polite wave back and Angharad went over to buy a flower from him in Elven. The eladrin noted that not many humans speak his tongue. Angharad offered to buy all his flowers. The eladrin offered them for 1 gold. Angharad palmed him 5 platinum. Angharad gave Lisandra one flower and started throwing the rest at Naomi as we walked through town. Eventually, Kasvarina lead the party to a large field. Initially, she was gripped by the memory, but thanks to the spirit medium Lisandra, she managed to regain her lucidity. The memory was somewhat strange, as it was a memory of Kasvarina holding the Arc of Reida itself surrounded by masked mystics. Several memories replayed overlapping each other as Kavarina raised the Arc to her head, each with her, the Arc, and a different collection of mystics. Eventually, the memory booms out and she is instead surrounded by unmasked figures: Sor Daeron and half a dozen eladrin women including Athrylla, Latika, and Launga. The women discussed the circumstances in which they avoided Srasama's cull. Sor Daeron is in despair, having wondered whether it would have been more merciful to have left his men to die in Alias Primos. The memory plays out a funereal. Rites were given. Then, a man introduced as Vekesh takes the stage and delivered an eulogy via song, with another man playing a guitar. [B]GM Note:[/B] I strayed from the layout of the Dirge of Vekesh in the book. I wanted something with lyrics, so I took a Leonard Cohen song (Take this Waltz) and changed it up. Unfortunately, I had a chaotic day so didn't get to refine it as much as I would have liked before the session. [B]The Dirge of Vekesh[/B] The audience seemed amazed by the very act of singing after such destruction. Angharad clearly recognised the song, sang along under his breath. Vekesh paused to inform the audience that this is only a mourning song if it ends in death. The eladrin should endure, grow strong and prosper in strength rather than following the crone into death. Many wept throughout the song but Kasvarina did not, and when Vekesh was done she swept into the circle around him and informed the eladrin that not one man there would take his life in grief. Hope remained in the six eladrin women present. Reject grief so that the eladrin may never die. The eladrin women, Kasvarina and Launga included, began to sing and dance together. [ATTACH type="full" width="411px" alt="1673745511641.png"]272555[/ATTACH] The scene faded as Kasvarina danced with her daughter and the eladrin spent a few more seconds dancing after the vision of Launga faded. As she was regathering her wits, Naomi greeted a nearby staring guard cheerfully and thanked him for attending their historical reenactment but noted that we’d be moving on to our next performance now. The guard - thoroughly disconcerted and more than willing to not have to deal with this powerful magic naughty word - encouraged Team BAD to leave peacefully and quickly. While Naomi was talking, John examined the old man who’d sold Angharad flowers, noting his interest in the proceedings, and that when the old man had opened his coat to tuck the coins in an inner pocket, John had spotted a pack of cigarettes. This old man doesn’t seem like he has the constitution to be smoking. Naomi started shooing the team out of the field. Kasvarina felt a pull toward another part of town - perhaps her old home. The old eladrin man stopped picking up flowers and followed us at a distance of ~60 ft. Guards stared at the constabls but didn’t follow. Kasvarina led us to a patch of disrupted soil near a toxic river. Cottage appeared upon the soil. Kasvarina entered the memory with lucidity; it seems the previous memory has really helped her start to understand herself. Kasvarina walked into the cottage and closed the door behind her. John and Lisandra were watching the old eladrin man and he abruptly just disappeared. Just vanished from his position 60 ft behind us. He didn’t seem to have activated a spell so maybe it was the Arc’s radius of influence expanding and shifting the landscape? Lisandra started toward where the man had been standing, leaving the memory’s area to investigate, but he wasn’t there. ([B]GM Note:[/B] In truth, the old man had been jaunted into his position in the memory---inside Kasvarina's cottage). Kasvarina was packing bags while her two daughters prepared for some sort of trip. The younger daughter looked the equivalent of a teenager and was using Prestidigitation to alter her hair’s colour. Around her neck was a pendant carved with Srasama’s three forms. After ending the arguing with a motherly glare, Kasvarina turns to her other daughter and tells her: “Go with the blue, it suits your eyes.” The elderly flourist eladrin who walked out of a nearby room. He was smoking and his form was shifting between an old eladrin form and a human form with salt and pepper hair and beard. He watched with amusement as Kasvarina’s daughters thanked him for saving their mother’s life. He reached out and touched each of their faces. “I am sorry I was not able to save you. If I had my time again…” He looked at Kasvarina. “Rina, I’m here to help you.” Then he turned to Naomi. “A new face. I am sure we will be acquainted in time.” The man asked the constables and Kasvarina to accompany him. John stuck his hand in the door, middle finger raised. The rest of Team BAD were likewise unimpressed. Taking their lead, Naomi gave her name as "None-of-yer-fookin-business-old-man" when asked, although she was overall more willing to talk than the rest of the team and asked Nicodemus what he wanted. Angharad begun counting down from 100 under his breath. Things devolved into Team BAD and Nicodemus flinging blame between them about unnecessary deaths and such, at which point Naomi interrupted with the question of who Kasvarina wants to go with. Kasvarina spoke to Nic, "I want to know more about you, but I trust my companions. I cannot leave them.” Nicodemus was disappointed but repeated his offer that we should all come with him. Naomi made a counter offer that he should come with us - we’ve got our trip planned out already after all and it'd be a shame to waste all that scheduling… Nicodemus looked like he was seriously considering it, when Angharad finished counting down and cast Howling Agony on him. Nicodemus winced and called for “Professor Bugge” to kill us. John immediately shot Nicodemus dead. The memory shattered, with Kasvarina screaming as part of her mind broke. The cottage vanished and purple glows centred on 3 witchoil golems bearing Wayfarer Lanterns appeared, overlapping the Waking world with another plane (likely the Bleak Gate). A horde of eladrin zombies appeared. From beyond the golems an ominous voice spoke: “What a cruel twist of fate. Could that be: Naomi Osborne? I’ve already killed you once! Don’t you remember me? Or better yet: don’t you remember yourself?” From beyond the golems appeared a quadrupedal figure, crawling along the ground, which called out in a raspy voice: “Rin, my love!” [IMG]https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/s2aqzgROBa7mcPQWqxHfFNNrsq0wtvY4kXQ-LDDIdLKRa2Ie1zD64W24NBgrRO4Z9QJbJz25Tk6GziVK5PDpIKPU-WHAWDhoVmN7G4hpmvgWknKmAf8m8-je4i3-OL4oPOlo0nl9VI4zOcB3fhdgT5WzSqlXl_VMf21SEgRnL_qRLobwb_acJQriEfdS[/IMG] [SPOILER="Professor Bugge"] Bugge is somewhat of a bigger-bad in our campaign than the adventure path, as written. Naomi was looking into Bugge's disappearance when she was murdered by him and his agents. He performed a bit of soul surgery with a mindless hulk from the Bleak Gate, infusing it with Naomi's rogue-ish ways and martial scientist techniques. Having no use for Naomi's defiance/personality, he left it lingering in witchoil lingering on her corpse. By pure force of Naomi and Rin's will, Rin was able to capture Naomi's defiance/personality within her own mind as a psychic imprint (which she manifests as her spirit blade)...classic convoluted Pathfinder 1E mechanics. Critically, unbeknownst to Rin and Naomi, the Naomi within Rin is only a fraction of her soul....the rest is in the beast calling to the party. Rin and Naomi's other-soul never knew, because Naomi's defiance applies to the very end and perceives itself to be complete. Reality will hit hard (in many ways) next session. Another GM note: I love Bugge. He was very fun to play as a villain, despite the convoluted backstory. [/SPOILER] [/QUOTE]
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