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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7529283" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>The Adventures of Leon the Clever</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Part One - Down at the Bottom of the Cold Claw Sea</strong></p><p></p><p>At the command of King Baldrey of Risur, Leon the Clever travelled south, in the company of the Archfey Beshela. Beshela’s aid was given in thanks for the mercy they had shown her mistress, She Who Writhes. Beshela was able to swim many hundreds of leagues in a day, and first brought Leon to the undersea palace of the merfolk, far to the west of the land of Ber.</p><p></p><p>There, Leon was met by an old ally, the druid Oolsholeel, who had fought alongside Leon and his friends many times before. Oolsholeel lamented that the palace was not as it once had been. The green undersea fires had dimmed and only a few of his folk remained, now the pass-ways to the Dreaming were lost. Those who had been left behind feared the Deep Ones ever more greatly in this darkened world. Their sahuagin minions disdained the sun, and daylight had limited their rapaciousness.</p><p></p><p>Beshela offered to bring Oolsholeel south along with them. He was not eager to revisit the lair of the Deep Ones, but put aside his fears and agreed to come. Oolsholeel had been with Rumdoom and their other friends when Hildegaard surrendered herself to save them all. If he could do anything to help free her, he would be glad to.</p><p></p><p>After many days of travel – for the Deep Ones dwelled very far from human realms – Beshela told them it was time for them to dive. Her spells would protect them from the cold and fierce weight of the deepest depths. Even at speed, the descent took a very long time – or perhaps it only seemed so, for the mind responds to nothingness in strange ways. At length, they could see rock walls arising, and knew that they had come to the chasm where the Deep Ones made their home.</p><p></p><p>They had expected to be challenged by now, and proceeded with caution, for fear of surprising their ‘hosts’, but just as fearful to announce their presence lest something other than the Deep Ones be listening. Ashima-Shimtu’s words had been mysterious, but spoke of an ‘alien intelligence’ lurking in these waters. So they went on carefully, through what had once been a sahuagin city, but was now seemingly lifeless. </p><p></p><p>Towards the centre of this expanse they came to the egg fields, where the sahuagin had tended their brood. These were still intact, but for the first time, Beshela sensed movement. Leon covered them all with an illusion and they inched forward, until they came across an abhorrent sight: Lacedon, scores of them, cracking open egg after egg and gorging themselves on the contents. Above the carnage floated a great undead whale, from whence the lacedon had emerged. This was the vessel of the sea hag Weary Enid. </p><p></p><p>It did not bode well for either the sahuagin or the aboleth, that this slaughter had been allowed, but Oolsholeel did not think that Enid could have brought about their demise. No doubt she was merely an opportunist here. Beshela said that she might have approached Enid, had her mistress not been weakened, but Enid served the Voice of Rot and might be hostile, or take advantage of their present vulnerability. So they chose to slink past the hag and her foul minions and see what else they could find.</p><p></p><p>Not far beyond the egg field they found the rusting hulk of the Lamprey, mother ship to the Sunfish, which had been sunk when last they came here. The sahuagin had decorated it with totems of Sekolah, the demon-shark they worshipped. The sight of this lost vessel filled them all with sudden fear and they were loath to go on. Then they realised that the sense of foreboding was coming from without, like a malady or infection borne on the chill waters. With effort and counter-magics they suppressed the feeling, and again proceeded with caution.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly the waters were alive with cries and moans and wails so loud as to be deafening. But these were not sonic in nature, rather they were formed of pure thought, and as such were all the more difficult to defend against. Above them – movement: a great fat, glistening shape, lurching down to engulf them, to absorb their own small fears into its greater whole. Beshela spirited them downwards in an instant, but Oolsholeel had been gripped by a terror so complete he could not bear to run, any more than he could bear to stand still. A psychic pseudopod wormed out from the vast thoughtform and ensnared him. Beshela turned to help, but Leon could see that it was too late. He opened up a wormhole and dragged them both through it. They hid under another illusion.</p><p></p><p>But they had not gone far enough. The range of Leon's spell was restricted to his field of vision and the waters were murky indeed. Despite his best efforts, the fearful hivemind came after them. Whether its movements were purposeful or random, they could not tell, but soon their minds were screaming again, and it would be impossible to stay quiet and still. Before it was too late, Leon opened a door to the Chamber of Dreams, and they escaped.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7529283, member: 79141"] [b]The Adventures of Leon the Clever[/b] [B]Part One - Down at the Bottom of the Cold Claw Sea[/B] At the command of King Baldrey of Risur, Leon the Clever travelled south, in the company of the Archfey Beshela. Beshela’s aid was given in thanks for the mercy they had shown her mistress, She Who Writhes. Beshela was able to swim many hundreds of leagues in a day, and first brought Leon to the undersea palace of the merfolk, far to the west of the land of Ber. There, Leon was met by an old ally, the druid Oolsholeel, who had fought alongside Leon and his friends many times before. Oolsholeel lamented that the palace was not as it once had been. The green undersea fires had dimmed and only a few of his folk remained, now the pass-ways to the Dreaming were lost. Those who had been left behind feared the Deep Ones ever more greatly in this darkened world. Their sahuagin minions disdained the sun, and daylight had limited their rapaciousness. Beshela offered to bring Oolsholeel south along with them. He was not eager to revisit the lair of the Deep Ones, but put aside his fears and agreed to come. Oolsholeel had been with Rumdoom and their other friends when Hildegaard surrendered herself to save them all. If he could do anything to help free her, he would be glad to. After many days of travel – for the Deep Ones dwelled very far from human realms – Beshela told them it was time for them to dive. Her spells would protect them from the cold and fierce weight of the deepest depths. Even at speed, the descent took a very long time – or perhaps it only seemed so, for the mind responds to nothingness in strange ways. At length, they could see rock walls arising, and knew that they had come to the chasm where the Deep Ones made their home. They had expected to be challenged by now, and proceeded with caution, for fear of surprising their ‘hosts’, but just as fearful to announce their presence lest something other than the Deep Ones be listening. Ashima-Shimtu’s words had been mysterious, but spoke of an ‘alien intelligence’ lurking in these waters. So they went on carefully, through what had once been a sahuagin city, but was now seemingly lifeless. Towards the centre of this expanse they came to the egg fields, where the sahuagin had tended their brood. These were still intact, but for the first time, Beshela sensed movement. Leon covered them all with an illusion and they inched forward, until they came across an abhorrent sight: Lacedon, scores of them, cracking open egg after egg and gorging themselves on the contents. Above the carnage floated a great undead whale, from whence the lacedon had emerged. This was the vessel of the sea hag Weary Enid. It did not bode well for either the sahuagin or the aboleth, that this slaughter had been allowed, but Oolsholeel did not think that Enid could have brought about their demise. No doubt she was merely an opportunist here. Beshela said that she might have approached Enid, had her mistress not been weakened, but Enid served the Voice of Rot and might be hostile, or take advantage of their present vulnerability. So they chose to slink past the hag and her foul minions and see what else they could find. Not far beyond the egg field they found the rusting hulk of the Lamprey, mother ship to the Sunfish, which had been sunk when last they came here. The sahuagin had decorated it with totems of Sekolah, the demon-shark they worshipped. The sight of this lost vessel filled them all with sudden fear and they were loath to go on. Then they realised that the sense of foreboding was coming from without, like a malady or infection borne on the chill waters. With effort and counter-magics they suppressed the feeling, and again proceeded with caution. Suddenly the waters were alive with cries and moans and wails so loud as to be deafening. But these were not sonic in nature, rather they were formed of pure thought, and as such were all the more difficult to defend against. Above them – movement: a great fat, glistening shape, lurching down to engulf them, to absorb their own small fears into its greater whole. Beshela spirited them downwards in an instant, but Oolsholeel had been gripped by a terror so complete he could not bear to run, any more than he could bear to stand still. A psychic pseudopod wormed out from the vast thoughtform and ensnared him. Beshela turned to help, but Leon could see that it was too late. He opened up a wormhole and dragged them both through it. They hid under another illusion. But they had not gone far enough. The range of Leon's spell was restricted to his field of vision and the waters were murky indeed. Despite his best efforts, the fearful hivemind came after them. Whether its movements were purposeful or random, they could not tell, but soon their minds were screaming again, and it would be impossible to stay quiet and still. Before it was too late, Leon opened a door to the Chamber of Dreams, and they escaped. [/QUOTE]
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