A Warlock Alone, Island Empire solo game

[Scotley]

"Well, I hope you'll find Tregere a good place to invest your treasure. As Mayor, let me extend the assistance of my office to you in your endevors. Anthing my staff can do to facilitate your projects here, just let us know." Your host is slurring just a little from the prodigous quantity of wine consumed this evening. "I do hope you are enjoying this final wine. I'm told it is exceptionally rare and has mystical spiritual clensing properties. It is made by a sect of Shieldlander Monks." He is perfectly happy to engage in light conversation a while longer over cigars. He continues to drink wine and no brandy or coffee is offered. As you return to the ship, Michael feels slightly odd, likely some effect of the wine. The world seems slightly distorted around the edges, not unlike the auras he experiences when using his devil's sight. There seems to be no serious effect other than a pleasant feeling and a slight altering of the perceptions. Upon returning to the ship all is in order. The evening has be uneventful and the guards have nothing, but routine matters to report. Michael feels slightly euphoric and very relaxed. Not tired, but merely content to sit and ponder. Loud noises and bright lights seem sharper than normal, but in the quiet dimness of the cabin things seem unusually pleasant.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Ship

Feeling happy and glad the day is at an end but feeling a little wary about his feeling of peace and contitment MIchael will set the wards in his room and ask that two men be posted outside his door, then turn the ship over to Guisesspee and Grond and turn in as in order to awaken fresh and relaxed.

 

[Scotley]

OOC: Hehehee, do you really think you can just go to sleep and everything will be fine?

More later...

 

[J. Alexander]

Sleeping

That is why he set the wards and drew the protective symbols silly dm ...i know you pretty well after all,,,but when players are set upon by a dm with evil intentions there is not much a poor character can do other than go to sleep and hope it goes away

 

[Scotley]

OOC: I suppose you are right, there's not much a poor player can do.

Michael slips into his night shirt, but sleep eludes him. His body is relaxed, but his mind is too aware to let go of consciousness. The moonlight streaming into the cabin seems as bright as noon sun and the slap of waves and creak of lines is as a band playing in the confines of the cabin. The feeling of being watched that dogged him earlier in the day is back. After the third time he looks out the portals and under the bed he is sure no physical presence is watching him and yet he is equally sure that some dark attention is focused on him. Suddenly, the dead are with him. He sees the disembodied form of the Shuagin leader, and a dozen others, shuagin, pirates and northmen he has killed in recent days. Their shadowy forms seem to reach for him and pull at him. Each one seems to tear away some small piece of him. He fears if something isn't done they will pull him apart.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Dead

Waking from the bad dream and ill at ease, Michael will summon forth his magic and cast a vociaous dispelling around him. Completing that, Michael will call for the guards and have word sent to the priestess..they are to inform her that her prescence is required immediatel as the dead seem to be waken.

 

[Scotley]

Dark of Night

The dispelling immediately blasts away any wards Michael set earlier, but seems to have no effect on the apparitions tearing at you. The guards respond with impressive haste, but they do not seem to be able to see of effect the dead around you. Nac'Losin arrives shortly in nightdress and cap, but brandishing her holy symbol. While she too seems at a loss at first to understand what is happening, the forceful presentation of the holy symbol seems to have the desired effect and the spirits receed. "What in the six hundred and sixty six layers of the Abyss was that all about?"

OOC: Michael's Con is temporarily reduced by 1 and his hit points by five, but now that the encounter is over he feels strangely at peace and the pleasant feelings of earlier continue. It seems as if some weight has been lifted from him.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Ship

"Damned if I know Madam, it came upon me suddenly" then pausing to gather himself Michael will say "If i did not know any better, I would say someone layed a hex on me or posioned me with something to make me susceptiable to such a manifistation"

 

[Scotley]

"I've not seen something like this before. I'm at a loss to explain it. It didn't seem like a normal attack by undead. I think I better have another look at those cursed daggers, they have a lot of death associated with them." She makes an exasperated sound. "Why couldn't you just bring home a parrot or a stray dog or even a harlot like normal sailors who go ashore?" She grins.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Priestess

" I really dont know though if you do find a dog or two and even perhaps a cat who is a good mousesr, I would be more than willing to take them aboard...the gods know that i do seem to collect the oddest sort of shipmates" Michael say with a grin..then turning serious he says "Please do what you can, I would be most appreciative"....as the priestess leaves the room Michael will call out "Oh and Mandam we will need you to get busy with plans for your shirne within the compley...I think a modes size temple is more than fitting as a reward for your services"

OCC: I will try to get dresden completed and posted...not feeling very well here.