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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Caliber" data-source="post: 253702" data-attributes="member: 1310">Session 9With a growl, the enormous creature let loose a barrage of automatic fire from both guns, many shots hitting Zoltan. Scrambling towards where their guns had been stowed, everyone in the room returned fire, seriously wounding the creature.By this time, Syd and Alahandra had both exited out of their room to see the source of the commotion. While Alahandra joined in the firefight, Syd cast a spell, slowing down the creature significantly. Finally, the creature (which Syd recognized as an uthek) fell. The uthek was tied up while Zoltan applied a large number of healing patches over his wounds. Once everyone had been sufficiently healed, what to do about the uthek came up. Searching through his gear revealed little. Aside from his weapons (which Zoltan quickly allocated into his pile of weapons) all he had was a credit card, a cell phone, and a strange device.In the end, curiosity overcame the need for retribution, and a small healing patch was applied to the uthek. Slowly its eyes opened, and began to take it the surroundings. One of the first things he noticed was the large number of gun barrels leveled at him.“What are you doing here?!?” Zoltan asked.“I am … hunting G’Banrak.”Certainly not the response anyone expected. Who would want the aasimar? And how exactly did the uthek find them when he was looking for the aasimar? In fact that was the next thing Zoltan asked.“How did you find us?!?”“Tracked you.”“How did you track us?”“Device. Should lead to … G’Banrak.”“What did you want with G’Banrak?”“Was never told. Just paid to find her.”“Who paid you?”“You’ll never know.”And suddenly the room was suddenly engulfed in flames. Syd (who had been standing outside in order to wave off possible onlookers) quickly rushed to grab a fire extinguisher and began to spray down the room. No one had been seriously burned. Even the uthek had survived with minimal burns, although he had lapsed back into unconscious. The room was another matter. The carpet had nearly burned away in spots and the walls all bore large scorch marks. The cost of this one battle was starting to mount. Deciding that the amount of info that could be further extracted from the uthek didn’t equal the threat that he might catch on fire again, what to do with him became the problem. While Syd waved away a staff member of the hotel, assuring him that damages would all be paid, everyone else was debating whether the uthek should be thrown out the window, thrown off the roof, thrown from some other building, or snuck out tomorrow. All the debate ended when Syd walked back in. “I could just polymorph him into something small.”Zoltan, of course, was against it. Despite his protests, however, Syd soon found himself focusing on the image of a small frog as he chanted the words of his spell. And then before everyone’s eyes, the uthek began to shrink and change, until he was nothing but a tiny, little frog. A conscious tiny, little frog. Hopping up, the frog formerly known as uthek quickly started to make its way out of the room. Catching it before it got far, Syd scooped the frog up and handed it to Zoltan. “Do with it what you will. If he dies, the spell will end. I am going to bed.”And with that, Syd went to bed. Everyone else attempted to repair the room as much as possible while Zoltan went out to a small bar, where he summarily flushed the uthek-now-frog down the toilet. The next day found the party investigating what loot the uthek had left them with. The device seemed to be some sort of tracking device. Quickly, the party determined that the uthek had told the truth, and that the device was tracking the armored vests that the party had taken from Aphex. Ditching the vests in the hotel’s garbage chute, the party went down and paid their fees, including fees for the room they had destroyed. Walking out, the party moved to a large park in the center of Daar before taking out the uthek’s cell phone. Utilizing the same tactic they had used the last time they had captured someone’s cell phone, the group dialed the most recent number on the phone.“Do you have her?” asked the voice on the other side of the phone.“Who was I supposed to find again?”“The aasimar you fool! Do you have her?”“No, not exactly. Why were you trying to find her again?“That is not of your concern. We paid you good money to find her. We expect you to have her here by tomorrow.”“Where was I supposed to bring her again?”“To Aphex Prison! We paid good money for your services, and we expect to get a return!”“I am going to need more money. She has been harder to find than I thought.” “More money!?! We paid one hundred and thirty thousand credits to you already, with another one hundred and thirty for her capture! You already have a small fortune! How can you even ask for more!?!”“Oh yeah, that money. Never mind then.”“If you don’t find her, we will find you.”“Oh no, don’t worry about it. We’ll get her.”Hanging up, Zoltan (who had become something of the party negotiator) quickly relayed the information he had discovered to the party. The news did not bode well, for the party and for G’Banrak. Getting out the walkie-talkies, the group tried to contact G’Banrak over the frequency they had instructed her to use. There was no answer. Contacting Gyguul revealed little, except that the githyanki had left. Of G’Banrak, he knew nothing. That avenue covered, the second thing the party did was to begin wondering how much money was actually on the uthek’s credit card. It didn’t take long to figure out. All of it was on the uthek’s credit card. Zoltan suggested turning G’Banrak in to get some more money, but no one really took him seriously. Quickly splitting the money among the group, the party split up to pick up a few pieces of equipment that they had been desiring. Milo, Orendil, and Zoltan cleaned out several convenience stores, buying every healing patch available. Syd and Alahandra bought several rings to help protect the group from elemental attacks. Armor was bought by everyone, both to replace the Aphex Prison vests that the group had been forced to get rid of and to provide better protection. Syd discovered that the Intergalactic Wizard’s Society had a chapter in the city of Daar, but without a proper ID he could not download any spells into his datapad. Making a small list of the spells he wanted to seek out at the next opportunity, everyone met up again in the park after a day of shopping. Two decisions were reached. First, the group must return to Caar to warn G’Banrak, not to mention find out why she is so wanted in the first place. Two hundred and sixty thousand was a lot of money for just one aasimar. The natural paranoia of the party was beginning to show itself as everyone came to the conclusion that G’Banrak was not what she seemed. The second decision was to return to the githyanki base. Gyguul still insisted the drow was hiding within the base. Better equipped, and better prepared, the party felt it was time to re-enter the base. Bad things were going down.</blockquote>

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