Banewarrens d20 (Angelsboi's party)

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Am I drunk yet?

Fiddle marvelled at all the empty tankards and the lovely maidens at his bedside from last night. He got up and splashed water on his face.

"It is good to be a Ranger," Fiddle thought to himself. "My training pays off in more than one way. I've outlasted the lot of them."

He stumbled to get his gear together. And there was a knock at the door.

"Fiddle," Calrom's voice called from the other side. "Are you decent?"

"Comin," Fiddle smiled. "No wait, that's what I did last night several times over."

Fiddle met the rest of the party down in the Common Room of the Ringin' Hammer. He told them what he could remember of the trouble in the mines. The party seemed interested. Besides it might lead into the Underdark from the rumors he'd heard in Ashabenford. They talked with the Smith as they gathered their newly refinished things.

The Smith confirmed the truth. Something had attacked the miners. Stolen the metals and gems and chased them away. For clearing out the mines of the danger, the dwarves were willing to finish more work for the party on their weapons. They also told them the secret on how to get into the mines.

 

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A reCAP of Charisma

"And what did you find in the woods, Arendel?" Fiddle was so full of questions.

"SSSssssss," Arendel hissed. "He is my new friend."

Fiddle saw the Huge Pit Viper and blanched. "I hope he doesn't get too hungry. Sully, Alya, and I can fit inside his belly with room to spare."

Darian had his shiny new breastplate. Sully had a new feather in his cap. Fiddle his improved chain shirt and buckler. And Calrom had a gleam in his eye as he looked over his bow.

"What did you do while we were busy, Alya?" A sudden realization hit Fiddle. Erik wasn't with them. "And where's Erik?"

"He stayed behind in Ashabenford," Alya replied. "I told him to get on with his life. He said if we ever needed his help to look him up. I hung around the White Hart Inn working on my repertoire. Shall we go?"

 

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From Meat is Murder...The Headmaster Ritual

The party followed the Smith's instructions. Sir thwacks you on the knees
knees you in the groin
elbow in the face
bruises bigger than dinner plates
I wanna go home
I don't want to stay

Belligerent ghouls

and the door to the mine opened. They stood in a large chamber lit by wall sconced torches. Five tunnels led off.. Two higher, Two level, and one plummeted...

"That one," Sully said. "That's the way down to the Underdark or I'm a kobold. Sorry, Alya. And sure as Alya is a kobold that's where the trouble came from and went."


The party heard and saw some disturbances. A chittering sound on the main chamber floor and a strange unexplainable glimmer on the higher shelf. Fiddle hid behind Calrom. Alya moved towards the sound.

"RATS," Alya screamed and fired his bow. "VERY LARGE RATS."

The party sprang into motion as battle was joined.

 

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THe Trap is Sprung

One of the rats felt the sting of Alya's arrows. And then the blast as a Ball of Lightning dropped in front of the kobold and on top of the Rats. They came on anyway. Tough rats. One attacked Alya. The Viper swallowed another one. And Fiddle hit one with Hole Punch. Calrom, Arendel, and Darian joined in the fun. Arrows, Balls of ice and beams of light filled the air. The rats stopped kicking.

Still all was not yet done. Two dwarven figures appeared. They fired quarrels at Alya. THey looked like D'nd..Duergar. And another one appeared on the high shelf.

"Get them my children," a feminine voice shouted.

Four more of the rats appeared.

Hole Punch didn't return. So Fiddle leapt down to the dead rat. Rusted. Hole Punch was no more. THese were not ordinary rats. They had a carapace and tentacles. They ... weren't rats at all.

 

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Druid on Druid action.

Sully took care of the new Rats. While Calrom and Darian handled the duergar. Fiddle ran for the stairs up to the female dwarf. It was her pets that had caused the demise of Hole Punch. She was gonna pay.

But she was gone. She simply stepped into the wall and vanished. A couple more duergar appeared and were taken down by more missile fire.

Sully and Darian combined magics. They pointed at the wall. The shewitch was expelled. She was in ape form. The ground around the party turned to spikey stones. No one could move without injury. The Ape ran down a tunnel. Arendel assumed eagle form and went after her. Fiddle could hear but not see the result. Calrom, Darian, Alya, and Sully too cringed as a loud Shriek from the eagle ruptured the air.

 

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The Price of Fame...Two dead Druids

Sully continued to help Fiddle get over the Spikes. By the time Fiddle rounded the corner the battle was even more desperate. Darian bled from multiple wounds. And the Ape was threatening to ravage Calrom next. Arendel's corpse lay on the side of the tunnel. His arms ripped from their sockets.

The Ape was injured. Fiddle stepped up and added a mark of his own with Lightning Strike. Sully also cast some magic into the fray. However, Darian ended the it all with a meaty shot from his mace to the temple of the sheape. It collapsed and resumed the form of the duergar.

Arendel was dead. Which meant his friend SSSSSsss was on his own again. Redd ran for Sully.

The party waited for the Viper to leave as they licked their wounds and healed up with some magic.

Darian found a pack full of gems and started to hide them.

"Wait a minute, Darian," Alya called. "We promised to return those to the Smith."

"What he doesn't see," Darian started to say.

"But we did," Calrom cut him off too.

"We need to do something with Arendel," Fiddle sniffled.

"I've got the favor of my god," Darian smiled. "We'll bring him back. Just like he did for Alya."

"Bugbear this time," Alya laughed.

 

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Arendella

The party returned to the surface. They divided up the loot they could keep from their battle with the duergar and their pets and set aside what would be given back to the Smith. Arendel got most of the useful items. Alya spent the night time deciphering the magic.

In the morning, Darian prayed and applied the ointment to Arendel's body. He called on Lathander. A mist surrounded the elf. Pooffff.

One minute a dead elf...

the next...

"What the heck are these?" a high pitched voice asked. "And where are my... Oh by Nature's might...Gone.."

A taller human female lay on the ground running her hands all over the new body. Not only was Arendel no longer an elf. He was a she. And it seemed the new hormones were having an effect on her mental capacities.

"PMS," Alya chuckled.

"Now what?" Fiddle asked. "Do we take the other tunnel down to the Underdark?"

Sully nodded. "Aye, the Smith said he will seal us in. But with my new magic we can return by other means."

The party set off for the Mines of Moria again. This time the place was a bustle of activity. The dwarves were busy reclaiming the area. The mine that dropped off into oblivion was a way down into the Underdark. Two large doors were being set into place to seal it.

Down, down, down....the party D1 descended into the Depths of the Earth.

 

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Lost in the Dark

The party had no idea how or if they'd find their way. But each member blindly put faith in his deity to see them safe. They stumbled around down passageways with some tracks or recent activity in the hope that they would find a way to the faerzress. After two days of exploring the tracks became more frequent. They were coming to a larger cavern.

A disguise was needed of course. And Arendella wasn't able to use the elf bands any more. So Alya gave Fiddle a magical cap. Fiddle assumed kobold form. Sully likewise became a kobold. And Alya was a kobold. That left Calrom, Arendella, and Darian as Human thralls. They held onto Pony the Pack lizard.

The tunnel did open into a cavern. An immense Cavern. The far walls and the ceiling were lost to the light. The party crawled around to the left. A side tunnel. Fiddle wondered if a guard outpost might be down the side passage. They disregarded it and kept to the main cavern. They kept going.

"GRageaeoiu," a rough voice growled. It came from outside of the light.

"And who speaks that foul language?" Alya replied in drow.

 

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Cavern hopping

A very large hairy goblinoid stepped into view. He had rough scale armor and a war harness. In his hand was a wicked morning star.

"Kobold, what are you doing here?" the bugbear asked in Undercommon. "Turn off your light. You will attract attention. I'm surprised the Wyrm hasn't eaten you already."

"We use it so the slaves won't slow us down," Alya replied. "Which way to Szith Morcane?"

The bugbear laughed.

Alya just shrugged. "We are looking for a place to sell these humans. Maerymidra or Mezzobearean or.."

"You are lost," the bugbear cut in. "Go there <he pointed> you will find the way you seek. Now leave me alone."


The party continued in the general direction the bugbear mentioned.

"What have we here?" a drow queried.

"Merchants," Fiddle called back.

"Someone shut him up," Darian called.

Calrom elbowed the Cleric. "Let the kobolds do the talking," the ranger whispered.

"Well at least..." Darian began to protest.

"Please ignore my slower minded friend," Alya took over negoiations. He tried to drowned out the chatter by the supposed human slaves...

 

[Piratecat]

Did you roll randomly for the reincarnation? How'd you decide gender? That's always an interesting spell.