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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 7117422" data-attributes="member: 508"><p><strong>ADVENTURE 33: SLAVE-PIRATES OF THE NEOGI, PART 2</strong></p><p></p><p>PC Roster: <p style="margin-left: 20px">Binkadink Dundernoggin, gnome fighter 10</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Castillan Ivenheart, elf bounder 10</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Darrien, half-elf ranger 10</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Finoula Cloudshadow, elf ranger 10</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Gilbert Fung, human wizard 10</p><p></p><p>NPC Roster: <p style="margin-left: 20px">Chik'tak, rastipede sorcerer 2/expert 4</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Ingebold Battershield, dwarven cleric 10 (Moradin)</p><p></p><p>Game Session Date: 13 May 2017</p><p></p><p> - - - </p><p></p><p>"You are being given your armor, weapons, and assorted gear," Slavemaster Scrotish said to the assembled slaves on the cargo deck, where all of the gear had been dumped. "Those of you capable of casting spells are hereby permitted to do so, but only under the restrictions as already explained. Your <em>agony gems</em> have had a week to attune to your individual thoughts and will be much quicker to react in any efforts at insubordination."</p><p></p><p><em>Well, that sucks,</em> thought Gilbert as he grabbed up his beloved <em>Omnibook</em> and once again flipped through its pages, conscripting particular spells into memory. About him, the others gathered up their weapons and strapped on their armor; he could hear Ingebold quietly mouthing prayers to Moradin for her spells.</p><p></p><p>"What are we going up against?" asked Binkadink, hoping to gather up important intelligence about the enemy.</p><p></p><p>"We have spotted a dohwar vessel and are in pursuit," replied Slavemaster Scrotish. "The <em>Apex Predator</em> is a faster and more maneuverable vessel; we will catch up to our prey shortly."</p><p></p><p>"What's a dohwar?" Binkadink asked Chik'tak, the only one of the slaves likely to know the answer.</p><p></p><p>"A dohwar is being a merchant race," explained the insectoid rastipede. "They are flightless birds, with the having of flippers instead of wings."</p><p></p><p>"Are they evil?" asked Ingebold, hoping against hope that if they were being forced to go slaughter a crew of intelligent beings they'd at least be ridding the world of a group of evil marauders.</p><p></p><p>No such luck. "No more so than are being individuals of any other race," replied Chik'tak. "Most dohwar are of the seeking of the maximum money they can be of the getting their flippers on. Most are of the honest, if greedy, but most are not of the being pure evil."</p><p></p><p>The heroes thought that over as the neogi deathspider overtook its prey, a dohwar vessel shaped like a giant penguin lying on its stomach. Dohwar writing along its flanks announced the ship's name as the <em>Fishgulper</em>, a ship of the Uspo class, although neither of the slaves could read the markings themselves. But as the top of the deathspider's upper carapace rolled back, the group could see the neogi ship had overtaken the dohwar vessel, turned around, and the two ships were now in the same gravity plane, face-to-face, penguin staring at spider.</p><p></p><p>"Attack!" cried one of the five neogi who had been assigned as part of the strike force. Twin ballistae fired anchoring lines at the merchant ship, digging into the wood at either side of the penguin's head. The neogi skittered along the chains, crossbows at the ready. The reluctant slave force followed behind, each member doing what they could to dawdle without angering their neogi masters or setting off their <em>agony gems</em>. Gilbert took the time to cast a <em>mage armor</em> spell on himself; he couldn't be blamed for taking the time to protect a valuable neogi resource, now, could he? Likewise, instead of leaping into the front lines, Finoula spent a moment to cast a <em>barkskin</em> spell upon herself. Castillan and Darrien advanced to the edge of the deathspider's open-air upper level, but held off making the leap into battle. Binkadink didn't hesitate, but he knew his best bet of keeping alive was to close on the enemy as quickly as possible, where he could put his enchanted glaive to best advantage.</p><p></p><p>With a sudden creak, the top of the penguin-ship's beak hinged open and out popped the first of the dohwar defensive forces. These were a trio of human-sized penguins, each with a sword blade strapped to its beak. But the dohwar were not alone: each rode a pig the size of a small pony, and each pig came equipped with feathered wings beating at its side. This was no helpless dohwar ship after all - the <em>Fishgulper</em> was equipped with a defensive force of the fabled "Deathsquealers" mounted cavalry!</p><p></p><p>Behind the first trio of Deathsquealers riding their space swine mounts - all of whom immediately spread out once leaving the penguin-mouth exit - came the second wave of Deathsquealers, another trio mounted and armed the same. The neogi and their slave-pirates were up against a full half dozen Deathsquealers and space swine, each armed (or "beaked") with their sharp weegas.</p><p></p><p>Binkadink was within range of one of the initial wave and sent his glaive crashing into the feathered body of the Deathsquealer bearing down upon him on his winged space swine. The little gnome was surprised to see the dohwar shrug off the worst of the attack, even though the glaive had struck true. These were apparently hardened warriors, capable of taking the worst the heroes had to offer. Binkadink concentrated on the Deathsquealer's return stab with his beak-mounted weega, easily dodging out of the way - only to be surprised when the space swine swiveled its ugly head and ripped a gash along the gnome's thigh with a set of twisted tusks as it flew by.</p><p></p><p>The twang of multiple crossbows sounded as the neogi fired at their various targets. Some struck true while others missed, but neither took down any of the enemy. Behind the neogi, Darrien shot at a dohwar with his <em>Arachnibow</em>, opting to fire just the once instead of sending off a barrage as he was perfectly capable of doing; the half-elf had little stomach for killing off those defending their own ship from attack.</p><p></p><p>At his side, Gilbert cast a <em>deep slumber</em> spell at a mounted dohwar. It was a spell known to him but rarely used; this time, Gilbert had prepared it specifically because it was nonlethal. The dohwar he had targeted managed to shrug off its spell effects with little effort, but his space swine fell under the spell's sway, toppling the Deathsquealer from its saddle as it collapsed into a deep sleep.</p><p></p><p>Ingebold cast a <em>bless</em> spell upon her allies, not wanting to hurt the dohwar directly. Beside her, Chik'tak leaped into the fray with his rastipede longspear, stabbing a Deathsquealer in the shoulder and eliciting a shriek of pain.</p><p></p><p>Over at the front of the <em>Fishgulper</em>, three of the Deathsquealers had identified Binkadink as a particularly dangerous threat and surrounded him with their flying mounts. They stabbed out with their weegas, but again it was the space swine that managed to hit most often and deal more damage; Binkadink mentally opted to switch his future targets to the mounts instead of their riders. The others, seeing the gnome fighter concentrate on taking out the space swine did likewise and they found it easier to take down the winged pigs than the tough dohwar fighters.</p><p></p><p>One Deathsquealer - the one whose space swine mount had been taken down by Gilbert's <em>deep slumber</em> spell - raced back along the chain tethering the two vessels together, crying out in his own squawking language. "What's he saying?" called out Castillan, who had advanced and had his short sword out and ready.</p><p></p><p>One of the neogi wielding a crossbow translated. "He said, 'Open the crate!'"</p><p></p><p>While Castillan puzzled as to what that might portend, Ingebold cast a <em>magic circle against evil</em> spell centered upon herself and moved forward, the better to capture as many of her friends inside the spell's effect. But by this time, the battle's eventual outcome seemed to have already been decided: the Deathsquealers and their space swine mounts were not only outnumbered but also outclassed; while they likely could have held their own against a strictly neogi force, the addition on seasoned adventurers tipped the scales too far against them. Already half of their number had been slain, which no doubt caused the frenzied cry for the opening of the crate.</p><p></p><p>With a sudden, soundless explosion, a hole appeared in the side of the <em>Fishgulper</em> and out floated a familiar form: a spheroid some eight feet or so in diameter, ringed with ten eyestalks along its upper surface. The beholder's eleven eyes scanned back and forth for enemies, in this case not only the neogi and their slave-pirates but also the dohwar who had captured it for an exotic zoo on their frozen homeworld.</p><p></p><p>But the heroes knew none of this; they only saw that the dohwar they'd been fighting were aligned with a beholder, and that lessened the guilt they had been experiencing fighting a bunch of intelligent emperor penguins of possibly good or at least neutral alignment. Hoping these particular dohwar were of an evil bent, they tore into their forces with renewed fervor. Darrien sent a barrage of arrows into a space swine that killed it from underneath its rider, while 20 feet away Binkadink's glaive severed the life of a Deathsquealer, leaving its space swine riderless.</p><p></p><p>Gilbert, however, did not relish the thought of going up against a beholder, so his first action was defensive in nature: he cast a <em>mirror image</em> spell and suddenly there were eight of him scattered across the space between the two ships.</p><p></p><p>But by then the beholder was within range of the group. Keeping its central eye closed, it shot several rays out against the group. Binkadink was hit by a <em>charm monster</em> ray which would have turned him against his friends had he not been within the sheltering range of Ingebold's <em>magic circle against evil</em>. Finoula was not so lucky; the <em>inflict moderate wounds</em> ray did just that, while one of the neogi was blasted to nothingness by a <em>disintegrate</em> ray, the same ray the beholder had used to blast a hole in the side of the <em>Fishgulper</em> and see to its immediate exit from the merchant vessel once it had been released from the stasis effect of the crate in which it had been originally captured.</p><p></p><p>Binkadink was unfazed by the loss of one of their neogi captors, but seeing Finoula hurt caused him to leap into the open space between the dohwar vessel and the beholder, his glaive's blade held in front of him like an arrowhead. He cut deep into the beholder's body with his weapon, causing a roar of pain to erupt from a mouth full of crooked teeth, a mouth large enough to swallow the little gnome whole.</p><p></p><p>Castillan raced into the mouth of the dohwar ship, in part to avoid the beholder's rays but also because the unmounted Deathsquealer had run that way and he wanted to stop him from gathering up a group of reinforcements if possible. In doing so, he ran into a dohwar seated in what he assumed to be the ship's helm, and only at the last second stopped from striking the dohwar down; if this was the helmsman, the neogi wanted him alive. He did force him away from the helm, causing the <em>Fishgulper</em> to remain motionless as it no longer had any motive force. (Not that the helmsman had been successful in escaping from the twin grapples from the neogi deathspider in any case.)</p><p></p><p>Outside the ship, Gilbert cast a <em>scorching ray</em> at the beholder, causing all of his seven <em>mirror images</em> to do likewise; a total of 16 streaks of fiery energy came streaking in to hit the beholder, and it wasn't until the pain of impact hit that the eye tyrant could tell which of the fat human wizards was the real one. But before the beholder could react to that information it was attacked from all sides: from a rastipede longspear on its left to a gnomish glaive at the right, while arrows came flying in to pepper its spheroid body like a pincushion. Before it had a chance to retaliate with its multiple rays, the creature was slain.</p><p></p><p>There wasn't much battle left in the dohwar force after that. The few remaining Deathsquealers and space swine were dealt with, and the neogi force slaughtered the crew with three exceptions: the ship's captain, <strong>Dorpp</strong>; the helmsman, <strong>Pip</strong>, and the head administrator, <strong>Chit</strong>. Each of these three were shot with an <em>agony gem</em> and became an unwilling slave of the neogi, joining the adventurers in their captivity. They were forced to help carry the treasures the <em>Fishgulper</em> had been carrying over to the neogi deathspider and load them into her own hold, before being taken to their cells.</p><p></p><p>On the plus side, dinner that night - and for several nights thereafter - included space swine (called "spaham" by the dohwar), a welcome upgrade from the dry biscuits and water on which the slaves had been subsisting. Fortunately, nothing tasting like chicken (or penguin) passed the slaves' lips; the slain dohwar were reserved for the neogi, who found them a particularly tasty treat.</p><p></p><p>And life as slave-pirates of the neogi continued.</p><p></p><p> - - - </p><p></p><p>T-Shirt Worn: For the second session where we finished off this adventure, I wore my TSR Silver Anniversary T-shirt, for the express reason that among the various other D&D creatures it contained an umber hulk, which was the plot hook of the adventure that followed this one, but which we played during the same game session.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 7117422, member: 508"] [b]ADVENTURE 33: SLAVE-PIRATES OF THE NEOGI, PART 2[/b] PC Roster: [INDENT]Binkadink Dundernoggin, gnome fighter 10 Castillan Ivenheart, elf bounder 10 Darrien, half-elf ranger 10 Finoula Cloudshadow, elf ranger 10 Gilbert Fung, human wizard 10[/INDENT] NPC Roster: [INDENT]Chik'tak, rastipede sorcerer 2/expert 4 Ingebold Battershield, dwarven cleric 10 (Moradin)[/INDENT] Game Session Date: 13 May 2017 - - - "You are being given your armor, weapons, and assorted gear," Slavemaster Scrotish said to the assembled slaves on the cargo deck, where all of the gear had been dumped. "Those of you capable of casting spells are hereby permitted to do so, but only under the restrictions as already explained. Your [i]agony gems[/i] have had a week to attune to your individual thoughts and will be much quicker to react in any efforts at insubordination." [i]Well, that sucks,[/i] thought Gilbert as he grabbed up his beloved [i]Omnibook[/i] and once again flipped through its pages, conscripting particular spells into memory. About him, the others gathered up their weapons and strapped on their armor; he could hear Ingebold quietly mouthing prayers to Moradin for her spells. "What are we going up against?" asked Binkadink, hoping to gather up important intelligence about the enemy. "We have spotted a dohwar vessel and are in pursuit," replied Slavemaster Scrotish. "The [i]Apex Predator[/i] is a faster and more maneuverable vessel; we will catch up to our prey shortly." "What's a dohwar?" Binkadink asked Chik'tak, the only one of the slaves likely to know the answer. "A dohwar is being a merchant race," explained the insectoid rastipede. "They are flightless birds, with the having of flippers instead of wings." "Are they evil?" asked Ingebold, hoping against hope that if they were being forced to go slaughter a crew of intelligent beings they'd at least be ridding the world of a group of evil marauders. No such luck. "No more so than are being individuals of any other race," replied Chik'tak. "Most dohwar are of the seeking of the maximum money they can be of the getting their flippers on. Most are of the honest, if greedy, but most are not of the being pure evil." The heroes thought that over as the neogi deathspider overtook its prey, a dohwar vessel shaped like a giant penguin lying on its stomach. Dohwar writing along its flanks announced the ship's name as the [i]Fishgulper[/i], a ship of the Uspo class, although neither of the slaves could read the markings themselves. But as the top of the deathspider's upper carapace rolled back, the group could see the neogi ship had overtaken the dohwar vessel, turned around, and the two ships were now in the same gravity plane, face-to-face, penguin staring at spider. "Attack!" cried one of the five neogi who had been assigned as part of the strike force. Twin ballistae fired anchoring lines at the merchant ship, digging into the wood at either side of the penguin's head. The neogi skittered along the chains, crossbows at the ready. The reluctant slave force followed behind, each member doing what they could to dawdle without angering their neogi masters or setting off their [i]agony gems[/i]. Gilbert took the time to cast a [i]mage armor[/i] spell on himself; he couldn't be blamed for taking the time to protect a valuable neogi resource, now, could he? Likewise, instead of leaping into the front lines, Finoula spent a moment to cast a [i]barkskin[/i] spell upon herself. Castillan and Darrien advanced to the edge of the deathspider's open-air upper level, but held off making the leap into battle. Binkadink didn't hesitate, but he knew his best bet of keeping alive was to close on the enemy as quickly as possible, where he could put his enchanted glaive to best advantage. With a sudden creak, the top of the penguin-ship's beak hinged open and out popped the first of the dohwar defensive forces. These were a trio of human-sized penguins, each with a sword blade strapped to its beak. But the dohwar were not alone: each rode a pig the size of a small pony, and each pig came equipped with feathered wings beating at its side. This was no helpless dohwar ship after all - the [i]Fishgulper[/i] was equipped with a defensive force of the fabled "Deathsquealers" mounted cavalry! Behind the first trio of Deathsquealers riding their space swine mounts - all of whom immediately spread out once leaving the penguin-mouth exit - came the second wave of Deathsquealers, another trio mounted and armed the same. The neogi and their slave-pirates were up against a full half dozen Deathsquealers and space swine, each armed (or "beaked") with their sharp weegas. Binkadink was within range of one of the initial wave and sent his glaive crashing into the feathered body of the Deathsquealer bearing down upon him on his winged space swine. The little gnome was surprised to see the dohwar shrug off the worst of the attack, even though the glaive had struck true. These were apparently hardened warriors, capable of taking the worst the heroes had to offer. Binkadink concentrated on the Deathsquealer's return stab with his beak-mounted weega, easily dodging out of the way - only to be surprised when the space swine swiveled its ugly head and ripped a gash along the gnome's thigh with a set of twisted tusks as it flew by. The twang of multiple crossbows sounded as the neogi fired at their various targets. Some struck true while others missed, but neither took down any of the enemy. Behind the neogi, Darrien shot at a dohwar with his [i]Arachnibow[/i], opting to fire just the once instead of sending off a barrage as he was perfectly capable of doing; the half-elf had little stomach for killing off those defending their own ship from attack. At his side, Gilbert cast a [i]deep slumber[/i] spell at a mounted dohwar. It was a spell known to him but rarely used; this time, Gilbert had prepared it specifically because it was nonlethal. The dohwar he had targeted managed to shrug off its spell effects with little effort, but his space swine fell under the spell's sway, toppling the Deathsquealer from its saddle as it collapsed into a deep sleep. Ingebold cast a [i]bless[/i] spell upon her allies, not wanting to hurt the dohwar directly. Beside her, Chik'tak leaped into the fray with his rastipede longspear, stabbing a Deathsquealer in the shoulder and eliciting a shriek of pain. Over at the front of the [i]Fishgulper[/i], three of the Deathsquealers had identified Binkadink as a particularly dangerous threat and surrounded him with their flying mounts. They stabbed out with their weegas, but again it was the space swine that managed to hit most often and deal more damage; Binkadink mentally opted to switch his future targets to the mounts instead of their riders. The others, seeing the gnome fighter concentrate on taking out the space swine did likewise and they found it easier to take down the winged pigs than the tough dohwar fighters. One Deathsquealer - the one whose space swine mount had been taken down by Gilbert's [i]deep slumber[/i] spell - raced back along the chain tethering the two vessels together, crying out in his own squawking language. "What's he saying?" called out Castillan, who had advanced and had his short sword out and ready. One of the neogi wielding a crossbow translated. "He said, 'Open the crate!'" While Castillan puzzled as to what that might portend, Ingebold cast a [i]magic circle against evil[/i] spell centered upon herself and moved forward, the better to capture as many of her friends inside the spell's effect. But by this time, the battle's eventual outcome seemed to have already been decided: the Deathsquealers and their space swine mounts were not only outnumbered but also outclassed; while they likely could have held their own against a strictly neogi force, the addition on seasoned adventurers tipped the scales too far against them. Already half of their number had been slain, which no doubt caused the frenzied cry for the opening of the crate. With a sudden, soundless explosion, a hole appeared in the side of the [i]Fishgulper[/i] and out floated a familiar form: a spheroid some eight feet or so in diameter, ringed with ten eyestalks along its upper surface. The beholder's eleven eyes scanned back and forth for enemies, in this case not only the neogi and their slave-pirates but also the dohwar who had captured it for an exotic zoo on their frozen homeworld. But the heroes knew none of this; they only saw that the dohwar they'd been fighting were aligned with a beholder, and that lessened the guilt they had been experiencing fighting a bunch of intelligent emperor penguins of possibly good or at least neutral alignment. Hoping these particular dohwar were of an evil bent, they tore into their forces with renewed fervor. Darrien sent a barrage of arrows into a space swine that killed it from underneath its rider, while 20 feet away Binkadink's glaive severed the life of a Deathsquealer, leaving its space swine riderless. Gilbert, however, did not relish the thought of going up against a beholder, so his first action was defensive in nature: he cast a [i]mirror image[/i] spell and suddenly there were eight of him scattered across the space between the two ships. But by then the beholder was within range of the group. Keeping its central eye closed, it shot several rays out against the group. Binkadink was hit by a [i]charm monster[/i] ray which would have turned him against his friends had he not been within the sheltering range of Ingebold's [i]magic circle against evil[/i]. Finoula was not so lucky; the [i]inflict moderate wounds[/i] ray did just that, while one of the neogi was blasted to nothingness by a [i]disintegrate[/i] ray, the same ray the beholder had used to blast a hole in the side of the [i]Fishgulper[/i] and see to its immediate exit from the merchant vessel once it had been released from the stasis effect of the crate in which it had been originally captured. Binkadink was unfazed by the loss of one of their neogi captors, but seeing Finoula hurt caused him to leap into the open space between the dohwar vessel and the beholder, his glaive's blade held in front of him like an arrowhead. He cut deep into the beholder's body with his weapon, causing a roar of pain to erupt from a mouth full of crooked teeth, a mouth large enough to swallow the little gnome whole. Castillan raced into the mouth of the dohwar ship, in part to avoid the beholder's rays but also because the unmounted Deathsquealer had run that way and he wanted to stop him from gathering up a group of reinforcements if possible. In doing so, he ran into a dohwar seated in what he assumed to be the ship's helm, and only at the last second stopped from striking the dohwar down; if this was the helmsman, the neogi wanted him alive. He did force him away from the helm, causing the [i]Fishgulper[/i] to remain motionless as it no longer had any motive force. (Not that the helmsman had been successful in escaping from the twin grapples from the neogi deathspider in any case.) Outside the ship, Gilbert cast a [i]scorching ray[/i] at the beholder, causing all of his seven [i]mirror images[/i] to do likewise; a total of 16 streaks of fiery energy came streaking in to hit the beholder, and it wasn't until the pain of impact hit that the eye tyrant could tell which of the fat human wizards was the real one. But before the beholder could react to that information it was attacked from all sides: from a rastipede longspear on its left to a gnomish glaive at the right, while arrows came flying in to pepper its spheroid body like a pincushion. Before it had a chance to retaliate with its multiple rays, the creature was slain. There wasn't much battle left in the dohwar force after that. The few remaining Deathsquealers and space swine were dealt with, and the neogi force slaughtered the crew with three exceptions: the ship's captain, [b]Dorpp[/b]; the helmsman, [b]Pip[/b], and the head administrator, [b]Chit[/b]. Each of these three were shot with an [i]agony gem[/i] and became an unwilling slave of the neogi, joining the adventurers in their captivity. They were forced to help carry the treasures the [i]Fishgulper[/i] had been carrying over to the neogi deathspider and load them into her own hold, before being taken to their cells. On the plus side, dinner that night - and for several nights thereafter - included space swine (called "spaham" by the dohwar), a welcome upgrade from the dry biscuits and water on which the slaves had been subsisting. Fortunately, nothing tasting like chicken (or penguin) passed the slaves' lips; the slain dohwar were reserved for the neogi, who found them a particularly tasty treat. And life as slave-pirates of the neogi continued. - - - T-Shirt Worn: For the second session where we finished off this adventure, I wore my TSR Silver Anniversary T-shirt, for the express reason that among the various other D&D creatures it contained an umber hulk, which was the plot hook of the adventure that followed this one, but which we played during the same game session. [/QUOTE]
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