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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 9486337" data-attributes="member: 6696971">XP, LOOT* 350/3 = 117 xp apiece* 60 coin.[HR][/HR]The gnolls collectively soften, the Magic Circle creating distance between them and their demonic patron, Yeenoghu, The Prince of Slaughter.  Outside the circle, however, there is a real sense of foreboding.  The crunch of frozen soil seems firmer beneath the heroes feet.  The broken shards of pottery and stone blocks of failed structures feel sharper.  The world around them feels like it want to "bite back" for lack of a better description of the sensation.Yeenoghu, only just getting back his vassals, knows what they have done here today...and despite the reality that it was the heroes that exorcised the gnolls from the thrall of the Far Realm entity...the Lord of Brutality is nonetheless, very_much_not pleased.Or perhaps it's all in their minds?Regardless, the softened gnolls tell them the following:* They make home in the Winterbole Forest, across from vast Lake Nen of which Fastormel is nestled on its southern banks.* Recently, a voice from the tower beckoned them.  The voice was in the guise of Yeenoghu and in the sky, pointing the way, was his sign; the triple-headed flail dripping with blood.  Not wanting to disappoint their lord, they followed the sign, believing they come to Fastormel for slaughter.  The city, as it had for an age, lay in ruin.  However, there was something...the Sphere.  * They came with many.  Many more than they see here.  An entire clan one hundred strong.  These remaining are all that is left.  The Sphere consumed them over time...growing larger...stronger.  Frightened and unable to fight back, their leaders concluded this was Yeenoghu in strange form and this was his design...their purpose; to be consumed by their lord here upon these ruins.Others did not believe.  Others rebelled.  They fled and somehow made it to the shore of Lake Nan.  There, a great spirit of water rose up to protect them from pursuit with crashing waves.  Those that fled, did so in the night and they don't know if they made the incredible swim across the vastness of the lake, back to their homeland in the northern forest.  Likely not.Despite the water's help, none have been strong enough or brave enough to speak to the Lake for aid.  Though they sense the lake hated The Sphere and hates The Tower...they feared their new master too much.Though their clan is forever broken, they just want to go home to live under the boughs of Winterbole Forest once again.The Totemic Ally comes forward once again.  It gazes at the water, then at Nimozaran, then back to the water.  The spirit fades.Nimozaran casts his eyes up to the tower's tops.  A shadow appears briefly through a mist-obscured window.  "It began here," he says quietly.[HR][/HR]  What now?  * If you want the small remnants of this tribe as a Companion Character (Swarm), we can make it so.  However, (a) you will have to keep them perpetually free from Yeenoghu however, via regular ritual protection of his influence.  Further, (b) he will not give up his influence so easy.  He will set his will against you.</blockquote>

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