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<blockquote data-quote="Echolocation" data-source="post: 8899551" data-attributes="member: 7011911"><p><strong>Session 91</strong></p><p><em>Courtesy of Lisandra's player</em></p><p></p><p>Last session started with a intimidating battle with deformed undead from the Bleak Gate, monologued maniacally by Naomi’s murderer. As professor Bugge waxxed psychotic about the soul surgery required to craft the two-headed Naomi abomination that was about to annihilate us, Team BAD made quick work of the hoard of zombified eladrin that swarmed them as an appetizer. The Abomination launched into combat, slicing at Lisandra’s weapon when it couldn’t hit her. The Oracle could tell the creature was incredibly powerful, possibly more powerful than Team BAD could handle.</p><p></p><p>Thankfully, we didn’t get much of an opportunity to find out as Angharad and John tore through the Witchoil constructs, destroying the lantern light bridging the two planes and leaving Profesor Bugge and his horrific pet on the other side.</p><p></p><p>Furious at the missed chance for vengeance (and the insinuation that Naomi was more like a shadow of the actual Naomi), Rin proceeded to argue with the Naomi in her mind Angharad no-so-helpfully chiming in to nettle the other kineticist. Gosh, that was a lot of Naomi for one sentence.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina gathered herself, confused about her feelings of fondness for the man in her vision that seemed to draw nothing but distrust and animosity for Team BAD. Lisandra explained a little about what they knew of him, and hoped that further memories might clear up her confusion. The Oracle also requested a few moments to speak with the man Nicodemus has possessed, leaving the kineticists to squabble amongst themselves as she entered the state in which she can speak to the dead. The spirit’s name was Ruso Trusio. Lisandra regretfully explained what had happened to him, and asked what he remembered of it. Not a lot, as it turned out. The last thing he remembered was tending to his flowers in the square, then feeling a prick at his neck. He requested Lisandra bury him with his children, giving her directions to a clearing to the north.</p><p></p><p>Before fulfilling the request, Lisandra requested to see Kasvarina’s memory again, without the interference. She remained lucid this time, glad to see her daughters again as the memory played. The man Nicodemus had played the part of had saved Kasvarina’s life when Sasrama fell near Alais Primos. With no new memories left in Resal, the team gathered to put Ruso to rest.</p><p></p><p>They buried the old eladrin in a field of flowers in a clearing north of town, Angharad content to help dig the grave and leaving the rest to conduct the sparse and impromptu funeral. As they were packing up to leave, Lisandra opened her haversack to hear the Godmind Urn whisper to her. It spoke of Naomi, confirming what the oracle suspected since trying to commune with her spirit in Sentosa–that Naomi’s will and personality are present, but that the experiences and memories are reflections are not. Those are gone. Anything Naomi remembers is appropriated from Rin’s knowledge. Given the kitsune’s emotional state, and the delicate nature of the topic, Lisandra thought best to keep this realization to herself for now.</p><p></p><p>The funeral ended with an odd flare, as the tree Angharad stood near morphed into a familiar face and a bemusingly familiar “Ello Mister Angharad!” came out of its newly formed mouth. Apparently Cador has sought Pazamu’s help to get a message through to chat, since it’s been a while. He talked about learning to read the thesaurus with Pazamu’s help, and Naomi offered to help expand his library options when she was next in town. He read about Ella’s death in the papers and wanted to give his condolences, which the Cipith stiffly accepted. He also mentioned his best customer, Uncle Ivan, was temporarily transferred from quartermaster to another position, to cover someone who was ill.</p><p></p><p>The next stop was Alais Primos. Kasvarina teleported them to the outskirts of the city in disguise. As she worked the magic, Lisandra and Angharad cast some of their own to detect planar energies. Lisandra got a faint whiff of Apet from the Arc of Reida, but not the teleportation itself and Angharad detected some energy from Jiese.</p><p></p><p>The first memory was in a field outside the city and the active area seemed to spread further than those previously witnessed. Kasvarina remained lucid as the memory played out of a battlefield, littered with worn battlements and thousands of corpses of women. Half an army remained - all men. Bell tolled loudly from within the city alongside the triumphant cheers of humans, hidden beneath a brilliant shield of golden light, powered by the faithful. Kasvarina fell to her knees, sobbing, clutching a charred corpse in her arms as she wept. For a moment, a brief outline of a 100-ft-tall, 6-armed woman outlined against the sky before it was swept away by the wind.</p><p></p><p>As the memory ended, a handful of farmers near the edge of Alais Primos panicked and ran to the city. As Kasvarina wiped her eyes, she pointed in the direction of another memory nearby. Lisandra helped her to her feet as Naomi suggested they be quick about it, before the locals came to investigate.</p><p></p><p>The second memory was set amidst an eladrin army. Kasvarina remained lucid, now donned in battle attire, standing behind the eladrin general, Sor Daeron, this time with an arm of flesh instead of salt. surrounded. In an eladrin army. Kasvarina in battle attire, standing behind a superior. Behind them, a hundred unarmed human soldiers were forced to march ahead at spearpoint toward the shielded city of Alais Primos.The general gave an ultimatum to the enemy; he challenged the Clergy’s greatest champion to a duel, and threatened to kill their hostages if his demands weren’t met in the next minute. When no response came, the humans were slaughtered one by one.</p><p></p><p>Eventually an army marches from the city led by a Cardinal of the Clergy. Sor began to shout a formal challenge at the Cardinal but was interrupted by the Cardinal summoning pillars of salt, turning Sor’s arm and many of his troops to salt. Battle was joined. The human troops tried to usher the humans back into the city as Sor fought the Cardinal. The eladrin general almost died before landing a killing blow on the Cardinal. As he fell, the golden dome faltered - the prayers of the faithful weakening. Eladrin ran for the breach - including Kasvarina and Team BAD closely behind. The golden dome closed behind her, trapping only a portion of the eladrin army inside. The humans overwhelmed them quickly. Thanks to her lucidity, as Kasvarina fell ‘unconscious’ to the ground she continued to witness the scene. </p><p></p><p>A healer with salt and pepper hair scolded human soldiers who readied to coupe de grace eladrin combatants, saying that if there were nobles among the wounded eladrin then they might be able to be ransomed back in exchange for human soldiers. Kasvarina was picked up and carried to a church. The healer lit a cigarette and followed.</p><p></p><p>The memory transitioned straight into another one: leading the team to head inside an actual church. None of the current-day people present interfered as they watched in shock and awe as history unfolded around them. Kasvarina was carried to a church and chained by a wrist to a wall along with other eladrin, those who were conscious were heavily sedated with painkillers.</p><p></p><p>Time flickered forward. The salt and pepper haired monk tended to Kasvarina and the other survivors. He was consistently friendly and polite, despite Kasvarina’s initial reaction to spit on him, hatred in her eyes for the death of her loved one. The monk explained that while he was raised in the Clergy, he no longer had faith in it. In later stages of the memory he no longer wore his robes.</p><p></p><p>Eladrin prisoners occasionally left as time flickered forward–but only those who didn’t express strong religious fervor. After a week had flickered by, only four eladrin remained, including Kasvarina. The monk removed Kasvarina’s chains, and they had a long conversation. It was clear that she now had a strong trust and respect for him. It was here Team BAD learned of the monk’s name: William Miller.</p><p></p><p>Miller gave Kasvarina medicine and told her a plan to help her escape. She asked about the other prisoners. He lied, telling her they had already gone. The monk closed noise-muffling curtains around Kasvarina’s chambers. Thanks to her lucidity, even Kasvarina heard the muffled murders of the remaining prisoners beyond.</p><p></p><p>Lisandra’s tremorsense detected a patrol approaching, likely guards from their formation. She alerted the party and Naomi Dimension Door’ed us back out into the fields to figure out their next move. Kasvarina said she sensed two more memories; one near the center of town, and the other towards Enzyo Mons, the volcano that housed the Cathedral to Trigenes.</p><p></p><p>Team BAD made their way to the heart of the city without trouble, thanks to some quick feet, distraction and direction from the city itself to avoid patrols. The memory was inside the Grand Librarium. Archmissionary Cornelius, the clergyman Lisandra spoke to previously about Balthazar was in the foyer on arrival. With the help of a little magic to see through her illusions, he recognized the oracle and feinted to accidentally bump into her, quietly letting her know he had progress to share with her if she could spare the time. With barely a nod to acknowledge, she helped the man to his feet, wishing him a good day in her natural accent, in all its rural Risuri glory, much to Naomi’s impress.</p><p></p><p>The group headed within. Thanks to the memories gleaned from his time in Ken Don’s head, Angharad was able to navigate to their destination without much concern for security patrols. They found themselves in a private nook of the third floor, by a 20ft high rosette window that overlooked the city square.</p><p></p><p>This memory showed a handful of people gathered at night; two bishops, a young priestess, William Miller and Kasvarina. Miller spoke of Kasvarina representing the eladrin in upcoming peace talks–peace talks being conducted without the archbishop’s approval–and said that the Hierarchs should be disposed of. As he spoke, the priestess cast a Light cantrip that shone through the window. Shadowy figures moved outside, followed by the quick arrival of guards and an inquisitor. The bishops informed them that Miller had turned against the archbishop. He pleaded with them but Kasvarina told him to face death with dignity. The inquisitor said they wouldn’t be dying just yet, they’d be taken to the Isle of Odem: to live long, tormented lives with the other heretics. The memory ended with Miller swearing in protest as they dragged him away.</p><p></p><p>Lisandra requested time to speak with the Archmissionary before leaving for the volcano, leaving Angharad and Naomi to explore the smutty sections of the library. Spoiler alert; they only found a single book in the whole Librarium, and it was more a historical record than juicy bits.</p><p></p><p>In the office of the Archmissionary, Cornelius told Lisandra he’d finished the headband for combatting Balthazar and presented it to her. He reminded her that she needs a gem imbued with a rage-filled spirit, and the blood of someone who has betrayed Balthazar and lived to make it work. With those elements, she can wear it to dismantle the wards around the psychic lich to make him vulnerable. Blood that she had yet to obtain. She thanked Cornelius for his help and his time, promising to keep him informed on her efforts to see the task done.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina summoned horses for the long trip to the Cathedral of Trigenes. It was a somber, pensive trip for many… except the kineticists. Rin internally grumbled and squabbled Naomi most of the way, distracting herself with telekinetically perching foliage amongst Angharad’s ashen crown. The Cipith seemed blissfully unaware, as she excitedly absorbed the growing energy of the fiery volcano they approached and let Gariad (Angharad's tiny flying fire dinosaur that usually exists inside his mind) out to play.</p><p></p><p>Parishioners passed them on their way down, and by the time Team BAD had reached the destination, the Cathedral was rather empty, with only a few Clergy remaining, including Father Eneenya as he waved the last of the congregation off.</p><p></p><p>Kasvarina seemed confused, leading them in the direction of the memory. She said it seemed different. Like a memory of something being told to her, not witnessed like the others. The arc trembled in Kasvarina’s hands and she called out Lisandra's name, before the circlet flew through the air and planted on the oracle’s head.</p><p></p><p>The memory bloomed around them, glitching awkwardly between past and present. A memory of Lisandra, still a young babe, and a decade’s younger version of Father Eneenya.</p><p></p><p>What answers about our Oracle’s past will this memory glean? And will it distract Angharad from swimming in a volcano? Find out next session, in the adventures of Team BAD!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Echolocation, post: 8899551, member: 7011911"] [B]Session 91[/B] [I]Courtesy of Lisandra's player[/I] Last session started with a intimidating battle with deformed undead from the Bleak Gate, monologued maniacally by Naomi’s murderer. As professor Bugge waxxed psychotic about the soul surgery required to craft the two-headed Naomi abomination that was about to annihilate us, Team BAD made quick work of the hoard of zombified eladrin that swarmed them as an appetizer. The Abomination launched into combat, slicing at Lisandra’s weapon when it couldn’t hit her. The Oracle could tell the creature was incredibly powerful, possibly more powerful than Team BAD could handle. Thankfully, we didn’t get much of an opportunity to find out as Angharad and John tore through the Witchoil constructs, destroying the lantern light bridging the two planes and leaving Profesor Bugge and his horrific pet on the other side. Furious at the missed chance for vengeance (and the insinuation that Naomi was more like a shadow of the actual Naomi), Rin proceeded to argue with the Naomi in her mind Angharad no-so-helpfully chiming in to nettle the other kineticist. Gosh, that was a lot of Naomi for one sentence. Kasvarina gathered herself, confused about her feelings of fondness for the man in her vision that seemed to draw nothing but distrust and animosity for Team BAD. Lisandra explained a little about what they knew of him, and hoped that further memories might clear up her confusion. The Oracle also requested a few moments to speak with the man Nicodemus has possessed, leaving the kineticists to squabble amongst themselves as she entered the state in which she can speak to the dead. The spirit’s name was Ruso Trusio. Lisandra regretfully explained what had happened to him, and asked what he remembered of it. Not a lot, as it turned out. The last thing he remembered was tending to his flowers in the square, then feeling a prick at his neck. He requested Lisandra bury him with his children, giving her directions to a clearing to the north. Before fulfilling the request, Lisandra requested to see Kasvarina’s memory again, without the interference. She remained lucid this time, glad to see her daughters again as the memory played. The man Nicodemus had played the part of had saved Kasvarina’s life when Sasrama fell near Alais Primos. With no new memories left in Resal, the team gathered to put Ruso to rest. They buried the old eladrin in a field of flowers in a clearing north of town, Angharad content to help dig the grave and leaving the rest to conduct the sparse and impromptu funeral. As they were packing up to leave, Lisandra opened her haversack to hear the Godmind Urn whisper to her. It spoke of Naomi, confirming what the oracle suspected since trying to commune with her spirit in Sentosa–that Naomi’s will and personality are present, but that the experiences and memories are reflections are not. Those are gone. Anything Naomi remembers is appropriated from Rin’s knowledge. Given the kitsune’s emotional state, and the delicate nature of the topic, Lisandra thought best to keep this realization to herself for now. The funeral ended with an odd flare, as the tree Angharad stood near morphed into a familiar face and a bemusingly familiar “Ello Mister Angharad!” came out of its newly formed mouth. Apparently Cador has sought Pazamu’s help to get a message through to chat, since it’s been a while. He talked about learning to read the thesaurus with Pazamu’s help, and Naomi offered to help expand his library options when she was next in town. He read about Ella’s death in the papers and wanted to give his condolences, which the Cipith stiffly accepted. He also mentioned his best customer, Uncle Ivan, was temporarily transferred from quartermaster to another position, to cover someone who was ill. The next stop was Alais Primos. Kasvarina teleported them to the outskirts of the city in disguise. As she worked the magic, Lisandra and Angharad cast some of their own to detect planar energies. Lisandra got a faint whiff of Apet from the Arc of Reida, but not the teleportation itself and Angharad detected some energy from Jiese. The first memory was in a field outside the city and the active area seemed to spread further than those previously witnessed. Kasvarina remained lucid as the memory played out of a battlefield, littered with worn battlements and thousands of corpses of women. Half an army remained - all men. Bell tolled loudly from within the city alongside the triumphant cheers of humans, hidden beneath a brilliant shield of golden light, powered by the faithful. Kasvarina fell to her knees, sobbing, clutching a charred corpse in her arms as she wept. For a moment, a brief outline of a 100-ft-tall, 6-armed woman outlined against the sky before it was swept away by the wind. As the memory ended, a handful of farmers near the edge of Alais Primos panicked and ran to the city. As Kasvarina wiped her eyes, she pointed in the direction of another memory nearby. Lisandra helped her to her feet as Naomi suggested they be quick about it, before the locals came to investigate. The second memory was set amidst an eladrin army. Kasvarina remained lucid, now donned in battle attire, standing behind the eladrin general, Sor Daeron, this time with an arm of flesh instead of salt. surrounded. In an eladrin army. Kasvarina in battle attire, standing behind a superior. Behind them, a hundred unarmed human soldiers were forced to march ahead at spearpoint toward the shielded city of Alais Primos.The general gave an ultimatum to the enemy; he challenged the Clergy’s greatest champion to a duel, and threatened to kill their hostages if his demands weren’t met in the next minute. When no response came, the humans were slaughtered one by one. Eventually an army marches from the city led by a Cardinal of the Clergy. Sor began to shout a formal challenge at the Cardinal but was interrupted by the Cardinal summoning pillars of salt, turning Sor’s arm and many of his troops to salt. Battle was joined. The human troops tried to usher the humans back into the city as Sor fought the Cardinal. The eladrin general almost died before landing a killing blow on the Cardinal. As he fell, the golden dome faltered - the prayers of the faithful weakening. Eladrin ran for the breach - including Kasvarina and Team BAD closely behind. The golden dome closed behind her, trapping only a portion of the eladrin army inside. The humans overwhelmed them quickly. Thanks to her lucidity, as Kasvarina fell ‘unconscious’ to the ground she continued to witness the scene. A healer with salt and pepper hair scolded human soldiers who readied to coupe de grace eladrin combatants, saying that if there were nobles among the wounded eladrin then they might be able to be ransomed back in exchange for human soldiers. Kasvarina was picked up and carried to a church. The healer lit a cigarette and followed. The memory transitioned straight into another one: leading the team to head inside an actual church. None of the current-day people present interfered as they watched in shock and awe as history unfolded around them. Kasvarina was carried to a church and chained by a wrist to a wall along with other eladrin, those who were conscious were heavily sedated with painkillers. Time flickered forward. The salt and pepper haired monk tended to Kasvarina and the other survivors. He was consistently friendly and polite, despite Kasvarina’s initial reaction to spit on him, hatred in her eyes for the death of her loved one. The monk explained that while he was raised in the Clergy, he no longer had faith in it. In later stages of the memory he no longer wore his robes. Eladrin prisoners occasionally left as time flickered forward–but only those who didn’t express strong religious fervor. After a week had flickered by, only four eladrin remained, including Kasvarina. The monk removed Kasvarina’s chains, and they had a long conversation. It was clear that she now had a strong trust and respect for him. It was here Team BAD learned of the monk’s name: William Miller. Miller gave Kasvarina medicine and told her a plan to help her escape. She asked about the other prisoners. He lied, telling her they had already gone. The monk closed noise-muffling curtains around Kasvarina’s chambers. Thanks to her lucidity, even Kasvarina heard the muffled murders of the remaining prisoners beyond. Lisandra’s tremorsense detected a patrol approaching, likely guards from their formation. She alerted the party and Naomi Dimension Door’ed us back out into the fields to figure out their next move. Kasvarina said she sensed two more memories; one near the center of town, and the other towards Enzyo Mons, the volcano that housed the Cathedral to Trigenes. Team BAD made their way to the heart of the city without trouble, thanks to some quick feet, distraction and direction from the city itself to avoid patrols. The memory was inside the Grand Librarium. Archmissionary Cornelius, the clergyman Lisandra spoke to previously about Balthazar was in the foyer on arrival. With the help of a little magic to see through her illusions, he recognized the oracle and feinted to accidentally bump into her, quietly letting her know he had progress to share with her if she could spare the time. With barely a nod to acknowledge, she helped the man to his feet, wishing him a good day in her natural accent, in all its rural Risuri glory, much to Naomi’s impress. The group headed within. Thanks to the memories gleaned from his time in Ken Don’s head, Angharad was able to navigate to their destination without much concern for security patrols. They found themselves in a private nook of the third floor, by a 20ft high rosette window that overlooked the city square. This memory showed a handful of people gathered at night; two bishops, a young priestess, William Miller and Kasvarina. Miller spoke of Kasvarina representing the eladrin in upcoming peace talks–peace talks being conducted without the archbishop’s approval–and said that the Hierarchs should be disposed of. As he spoke, the priestess cast a Light cantrip that shone through the window. Shadowy figures moved outside, followed by the quick arrival of guards and an inquisitor. The bishops informed them that Miller had turned against the archbishop. He pleaded with them but Kasvarina told him to face death with dignity. The inquisitor said they wouldn’t be dying just yet, they’d be taken to the Isle of Odem: to live long, tormented lives with the other heretics. The memory ended with Miller swearing in protest as they dragged him away. Lisandra requested time to speak with the Archmissionary before leaving for the volcano, leaving Angharad and Naomi to explore the smutty sections of the library. Spoiler alert; they only found a single book in the whole Librarium, and it was more a historical record than juicy bits. In the office of the Archmissionary, Cornelius told Lisandra he’d finished the headband for combatting Balthazar and presented it to her. He reminded her that she needs a gem imbued with a rage-filled spirit, and the blood of someone who has betrayed Balthazar and lived to make it work. With those elements, she can wear it to dismantle the wards around the psychic lich to make him vulnerable. Blood that she had yet to obtain. She thanked Cornelius for his help and his time, promising to keep him informed on her efforts to see the task done. Kasvarina summoned horses for the long trip to the Cathedral of Trigenes. It was a somber, pensive trip for many… except the kineticists. Rin internally grumbled and squabbled Naomi most of the way, distracting herself with telekinetically perching foliage amongst Angharad’s ashen crown. The Cipith seemed blissfully unaware, as she excitedly absorbed the growing energy of the fiery volcano they approached and let Gariad (Angharad's tiny flying fire dinosaur that usually exists inside his mind) out to play. Parishioners passed them on their way down, and by the time Team BAD had reached the destination, the Cathedral was rather empty, with only a few Clergy remaining, including Father Eneenya as he waved the last of the congregation off. Kasvarina seemed confused, leading them in the direction of the memory. She said it seemed different. Like a memory of something being told to her, not witnessed like the others. The arc trembled in Kasvarina’s hands and she called out Lisandra's name, before the circlet flew through the air and planted on the oracle’s head. The memory bloomed around them, glitching awkwardly between past and present. A memory of Lisandra, still a young babe, and a decade’s younger version of Father Eneenya. What answers about our Oracle’s past will this memory glean? And will it distract Angharad from swimming in a volcano? Find out next session, in the adventures of Team BAD! [/QUOTE]
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