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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 9573605" data-attributes="member: 508"><p><strong>ADVENTURE 89: IT'S JUST A SILLY PHASE I'M GOING THROUGH</strong></p><p></p><p>PC Roster: </p><p style="margin-left: 20px">Alewyth Putterpye, dwarf priestess of Aerik 18</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Thurloe Pulver, human fighter 3/wizard 3/spellsword 10/eldritch knight 2</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Wakuren, half-orc cleric of Cal 9/paladin 9</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Xandro Silverstrings, human bard 6/rogue 12</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Zander Quilson, elf sorcerer 18</p><p></p><p>NPC Roster:</p><p style="margin-left: 20px">Beetle Darkcloud, halfling ranger 6</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Robin the Balladeer, human bard 6</p><p></p><p>Game Session Date: 25 January 2025</p><p></p><p> - - -</p><p></p><p>"Uh, guys," said Beetle. "You might want to have a look at this."</p><p></p><p>The group had spent the night in the drow city of Chu'curan and were getting ready to depart and head on west. As such, they were at the stables where their dinosaur mounts had been kept overnight, and Beetle had gone to go saddle them up. He pointed to one of the stalls currently housing a pachycephalosaurus mount; atop the wooden door, a spiderweb had been constructed, reaching up to the ceiling above. For the most part, it looked to be a normal spiderweb, but the central part was all askew, the web-lines forming characters from the drow alphabet.</p><p></p><p>Beetle read it out aloud for the benefit of those who couldn't read the Drow language. "'Help master,'" he said.</p><p></p><p>"A spider familiar, asking for aid for his master," surmised Wakuren, looking around the stables. "Anybody see the spider who made this?" There was certainly no spider in the web itself.</p><p></p><p>It was Robin who finally spotted the spider, curled up into as small an area as possible, over at the back of the stables, atop one of the walls separating the different dinosaur stalls. "It's over here!" she said, pointing it out but not getting too near to it - the bard was not a fan of creepy-crawlies of any type.</p><p></p><p>Zander belatedly realized that if this was indeed a wizard's familiar, it would likely be able to speak with its master, and thus the elf's permanent <em>tongues</em> spell would allow him to communicate with it. "Hello," he said. "We read your message and are willing to help."</p><p></p><p>"Hello," replied the spider, tentatively crawling a few steps forward along the stall wall. "My name is <strong>Bantabella</strong>, and my master, the drow wizard <strong>Alaknarr Dettana</strong>, is missing. I fear something terrible has happened to him."</p><p></p><p>Zander translated the spider's tale for the benefit of his friends. It seemed Alaknarr, a drow from common roots, had fallen in love with a nobleman's daughter, <strong>Baronessa Vhondryl Morgaunt</strong>. This did not sit well with the Baronessa's father, <strong>Baron Szindrik Morgaunt</strong>, nor her two older brothers, <strong>Baronet Braendin Morgaunt</strong> and <strong>Baronet Keldor Morgaunt</strong>, who felt the wizard was too low upon the social scale to even consider dating the Baronessa. They forbade them from seeing each other - although that did nothing but force Vhondryl and Alaknarr to sneak away and spend time together without the rest of the Morgaunt family knowing about it.</p><p></p><p>All this changed three days ago, when Bantabella felt the empathic link she shared with her master get severed; for the first time since serving her wizardly master, she couldn't feel his presence nearby, nor determine what he was feeling. She was concerned that he had been knocked unconscious - or worse, slain - and that was the cause of the severing of the empathic link, although she held out hope there was a simpler explanation that had not occurred to her.</p><p></p><p>Then, last night, she felt a vague twinging along the empathic link, as if her master was trying to reestablish the link with his loyal familiar - if he had been knocked into a coma, perhaps he was starting to come out of it? In any case, the link ebbed and flowed, gaining in strength before being severed completely again, to the point she had no idea what might be going on. However, she knew for a fact that Alaknarr had not been at his modest home in Chu'curan, for that's where she'd been staying, hoping he would return home. But wherever he was, she felt he needed assistance with whatever predicament he was in, and, seeing the adventurers ride in the night before, she thought they might be able to help.</p><p></p><p>"We'd be more than happy to look into the situation," Wakuren assured the spider familiar, having Zander translate his words. "Do you know where Alaknarr and Vhondryl met up in secret?" Bantabella had no idea, as she stayed behind when he made his trysts with the young noblewoman. She did know that the last time she'd seen him, he was on his way to meeting with Vhondryl, although she had no idea where they'd agreed to meet up.</p><p></p><p>"Well then, let's see if we can find anyone who might know," the half-orc decided, using his <em>robe of blending</em> to take on the appearance of a standard drow male, and then following the spider's instructions on what changes to make to the illusion to make him look more like her master. When they were done, the half-orc wore the appearance of a young, dark-skinned drow with long, flowing, white hair and prominent cheekbones. His clothing was also altered to look like one of the robes Alaknarr often wore. "No point in going to his house if he hasn't been there," Wakuren reasoned. "Let's just walk around town and see who we bump into." Bantabella scrambled upon Wakuren's shoulder to complete the look, for he often allowed his familiar to come with him around town when he wasn't secretly meeting with Vhondryl - who was not a particular fan of spiders. (Robin perfectly understood her views on the matter.)</p><p></p><p>Before setting off, the group opted to cast a bunch of their "there might be combat in our near-term futures" spells. Alewyth protected herself with <em>shield of faith</em> and <em>magic circle against evil</em> spells, while Thurloe made do with a <em>protection from evil</em> spell. He and Zander each used a charge from his <em>wand of shield</em>, while Wakuren cast a bevy of spells on himself: <em>air walk</em>, <em>shield of faith</em>, and <em>magic circle against evil</em> - then, on a whim, he cast a <em>stoneskin</em> spell on Zander, figuring it might not be a bad idea to ensure their only permanent source of the <em>tongues</em> spell remained in any potential fight for as long as possible.</p><p></p><p>After about a half hour of wandering around the streets of Chu'curan, Wakuren's ploy worked out. The others had stayed together as a group and surreptitiously trailed the disguised half-orc, staying far enough back that the false Alaknarr wouldn't have to explain the presence of these strangers. But a cry of "Hey, Alaknarr!" in the drow tongue alerted Wakuren that his disguise had passed muster; he had Petey, Zander's telepathic pseudodragon familiar, provide translations of Bantabella's comments directly into the half-orc's mind. The spider thus fed him the name of the friend greeting him from across the street, so he'd know what to call him when they talked.</p><p></p><p>"Haven't seen you around for the last week or so," replied the other drow. "Been keeping busy?"</p><p></p><p>"Pretty busy, yeah," replied Wakuren.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, you okay? You sound like crap." Wakuren belatedly put a hand to his throat as if it were sore, and said he'd been fighting off a cold - which he hoped would explain why his deep-throated half-orc voice was so much deeper than the real Alaknarr's apparently was.</p><p></p><p>"Well, swing by when you're feeling better, and we'll catch a pint or two at the pub," offered the wizard's friend. Wakuren agreed that sounded like a good idea, and the friend went his own way.</p><p></p><p>The group gathered up again. "Well, the disguise is good enough to fool someone who knows what Alaknarr looks like," Wakuren offered. "Since we don't know where Alaknarr went when he...disappeared, let's head over to the Morgaunt estate, and see if seeing him shakes anything up." He didn't voice his concern that he believed the wizard had likely been slain by Baron Morgaunt and was possibly being brought back to an unholy semblance of life as an undead. "The Morgaunts, are they wizards as well?" he asked Bantabella. "Necromancers, perhaps?"</p><p></p><p>"No, not at all," replied the spider. "They got their money and status as businessmen - selling exotic poisons, of all things."</p><p></p><p>"Well, let's go pay them a visit," suggested Wakuren. He allowed Bantabella (through Petey's telepathic translations) to direct him to the Morgaunt estate, in the good part of town. Xandro activated his <em>ring of invisibility</em> and stood beside the half-orc, his rapier <em>Deathwhisper</em> out and ready for trouble. The others opted to go within the extradimensional confines of <em>Hesperna's lamp</em>, where Alewyth, like usual, donned the headband that allowed her to see a Wakuren's-eye-view of what was going on outside in the Material Plane. She'd be the source of information about what Wakuren and Xandro were experiencing, and tell the others when it was time to exit the lamp. As the others went inside the lamp, Wakuren cast <em>freedom of movement</em> spells upon himself and Xandro, the two that would be first meeting up with the Morgaunts.</p><p></p><p>Upon arriving at the Morgaunt estate, Wakuren and Xandro saw it was surrounded by a 10-foot-tall iron fence with spiked tips. There was a locked gate before the path to the front door, with a bell beside it to alert those inside of the presence of visitors. Wakuren rang it without hesitation, then stood in full view, waiting to be seen by those he suspected had slain the real Alaknarr Dettana. Within a minute, a drow butler came out to the gate; he stopped and frowned when he saw who was there at the gate.</p><p></p><p>"My good sir," he chastised Wakuren, "you know full well the master has forbidden you from coming here to see the Baronessa. I fear you are wasting your time, as he has likewise forbidden his staff from letting you in." He turned and started walking back to the manor house.</p><p></p><p>Wakuren <em>air walked</em> over the fence, returned to the ground, and caught up to the butler, putting a hand upon his shoulder to stop him. The butler turned in shock, not quite sure how the wizard had made it through the locked gate, which he could see was still intact behind him. "This is important," Wakuren said. "The Baron will no doubt want to hear what I have to say."</p><p></p><p>"I am very sorry, but that is quite impossible," replied the butler. Wakuren took a quick peek at the drow's aura and was pleased to see no sign of evil. "Not only has he forbidden you entrance, but he's quite busy right now with an important visitor." He sighed as he thought through his options. "But I'll tell you what: I shall talk to the Baron and plead your case to him, if you wish to swing by tomorrow and see if he will see you."</p><p></p><p>"Fair enough," agreed Wakuren, turning back towards the gate. On the way there, he cast a <em>gaseous form</em> spell on himself, allowing him to pass through the closed and locked gate and then return to his normal appearance once back on the other side. The butler's mouth hung open, convinced he'd just been talking to Alaknarr's ghost; he turned and almost ran back into the manor house.</p><p></p><p>"Nice one," congratulated the still-invisible Xandro. "Now what? Are we going to stay in town an extra day?"</p><p></p><p>"Let's see what happens if I stay right here," suggested the half-orc. Alewyth, seeing the butler return inside, opted to exit the lamp. The others followed, and decided to go down the street for about 30 feet to watch from a discreet distance, where they were partially hidden by a bit of shrubbery. Xandro kept hold of the lamp, remaining beside Wakuren but well outside of the visual spectrum. Zander cast a <em>mislead</em> spell, covering himself and Petey in a <em>greater invisibility</em> spell while creating illusory doubles of the two of them, which he kept nearby as future distractions.</p><p></p><p>It wasn't even two minutes before the front doors of the manor house burst wide open, and out came three drow figures. Bringing up the rear was the butler Wakuren had already dealt with, while running out to the gate was an older drow the group decided was likely Baron Szindrik Morgaunt himself; he wore a rapier at his belt and his hand strayed to its hilt as he ran. Running beside him was another drow, this one wearing the armor of a cleric, and he actually held forth an unholy symbol of Gareth, wielding it at Wakuren. The half-orc, well-versed in the act of turning undead with a blast of positive energy - he'd performed the act on numerous occasions himself - now found out what it was like to have the opposite effect take place, as the cleric did his very best to catch the half-orc up in a <em>rebuke undead</em> attack. Obviously, the attempt had no success, as Wakuren wasn't actually an undead creature - but it was very telling that they had assumed he was. Now the only question was: did they think he was a ghost because the butler had seen him pass through the solid gate, or did they know for a fact that Alaknarr was dead because they had had a hand in it happening? Wakuren stood motionless as the cleric made his feeble attempts to control him, and took the opportunity to peek at their auras, getting the distinct "ping" of evil from the two of them.</p><p></p><p>Alewyth finished rubbing the contents of a vial of <em>bladeshimmer</em> on her enchanted warhammer <em>Sjondra</em>, turning it invisible so she could walk down the street like an unarmed civilian. Robin walked beside her, faking a conversation as if they were simply two passersby. Thurloe cast a <em>greater invisibility</em> spell on himself and followed, approaching the locked gate.</p><p></p><p>The cleric tried rebuking Wakuren again, getting visibly angry and confused as to why he was having no success. Then Zander caused his illusory double to walk down the street, appearing to be frightened at the sight of the "ghost" and running away, while the real elf cast an <em>Elobar's black tentacles</em> spell that caught up all three drow in thick, rubbery appendages springing up from the ground. All three tried breaking free, to no avail. Wakuren took advantage of the elf's spell to call out, "Baron Morgaunt! These tentacles will drag you down to the deepest Hell if you do not take me immediately to my body!" He was counting on the nobleman to know exactly where Alaknarr's corpse was hidden, and his gamble paid off.</p><p></p><p>"Agreed! Release us, and I'll take you there at once!" Zander took him at his word - he looked to be too full of panic to be trying any subterfuge - and dismissed his spell. Wakuren once again pretended he'd been the one to do so, and the elf tried casting a <em>feeblemind</em> spell on the cleric, wanting him out of the picture. But the cleric's mind was strong enough to shrug off the intended effects.</p><p></p><p>Released from the crushing tentacles, Baron Morgaunt and the cleric backed carefully towards the manor - all the while keeping a fearful eye on Wakuren - while the butler raced to get there before them and hold open the doors. Wishing to continue making them suspect he was a ghost (and not having another <em>gaseous form</em> spell on hand with which to pass through the locked gate), he cast an <em>obscuring mist</em> before the gate, then <em>air walked</em> up and over the fence while under its protective cover, opening the gate from the inside while he couldn't be seen; Alewyth and Robin took the opportunity to run over to Xandro and return to the lamp's interior (Xandro then passed the lamp over to Wakuren, who tucked it into his robes), while the others - shielded from view by their invisibility - simply stepped onto the Morgaunt's front lawn. Then Wakuren dismissed his spell, making it look like he had simply expanded into a gaseous form and then reconstituted his incorporeal body. The gate behind him was back to being shut and locked, reinforcing the illusion. And he made sure to <em>air walk</em> a good inch above the ground, so his walking didn't so much as disturb a single blade of grass below him.</p><p></p><p>The group entered the Morgaunt estate's double doors, the Baron and the cleric rather fearfully, Wakuren coming in right behind them showing no fear whatsoever, just a look of wrathful vengeance. Xandro, Thurloe, and Zander and Petey - all still invisible - followed.</p><p></p><p>There was a commotion to the west as a pair of drow women, each wearing the garb of a cook, came running down the hallway screaming for the Baron in the drow tongue. "Master!" they called. "Your sons are fighting enemies in the gardens!"</p><p></p><p><Where are the gardens?> Wakuren thought without saying a word, knowing Petey would pick it up and pass the question on to Bantabella. Unfortunately, the spider had never been inside the Morgaunt estate and had no idea. But Thurloe, after casting a <em>detect magic</em> spell and checking out the front porch to ensure there was no invisibility-canceling magic at work there (one never knew with rich merchants), quietly entered the building and headed the way from which the cooks had come running. Xandro snuck silently into the building as well, but stayed close to Wakuren.</p><p></p><p>It was well that he did, too, for no sooner had Wakuren stepped into the house - still <em>air walking</em> an inch above the floor for effect - that the cleric betrayed his trust. It was all the half-orc could do to keep from laughing when the cleric of Gareth, God of Betrayal, held out his hand and made contact with Wakuren, channeling a <em>heal</em> spell into his body. Had he truly been an undead creature, the spell would have burned him like acid; as a living half-orc, the spell did absolutely nothing to him (but would have actually been beneficial to him had he suffered any damage from the drow yet). Baron Morgaunt opted to go on the attack as well, stabbing out with his blade, but Wakuren easily side-stepped the aristocrat's rapier.</p><p></p><p>Zander, just for fun, cast a low-level <em>ghost sound</em> spell and made it sound as if ghostly whispering was accompanying Wakuren - as if the ghost of Alaknarr was bringing with him other undead spirits seeking vengeance. But then Wakuren cast a spell of his own: <em>holy word</em>, which immediately blinded and deafened Baron Morgaunt and (unfortunately, for Wakuren rather liked the fellow) slew the butler outright; the cleric was unaffected by dint of the innate spell resistance enjoyed by all drow, allowing them to occasionally ignore the intended effects of spell thrown their way. The frightened cooks were too far away for them to have fallen under the spell's effects, which was good for them for it would have undoubtedly slain them as well.</p><p></p><p>Seeing the excitement from inside <em>Hesperna's lamp</em>, Alewyth doffed the headband allowing her to see through Wakuren's view and said the command word that allowed her to exit back into the Material Plane. Thurloe activated his <em>celestial armor</em>'s <em>fly</em> spell and took off down the hallway, flying over the heads of the cooks with plenty of room to spare. Zander followed on foot, taking time to open a door, see a kitchen, and close it to continue down the hallway in search of the gardens. Then Robin exited the lamp and started playing the song of inspirational courage, as it was quite apparent that combat was already on.</p><p></p><p>Just then Xandro struck, stabbing <em>Deathwhisper</em> deep into the cleric's torso - enough so that the blade emerged from the other side of his body. The attack slew the cleric immediately and returned the rogue back into the visible light spectrum, for all to see. Wakuren decided to add insult to injury by casting an additional spell, <em>bestow curse</em>, upon Baron Morgaunt, draining his strength to the point it was all he could do to continue holding onto his rapier without dropping it. Alewyth tried casting a <em>hold person</em> spell upon the Baron, but the spell failed to take effect.</p><p></p><p>As the cooks dropped to their knees and cried over the slain butler (the dead cleric got no such concern), Thurloe and Zander had made their way into the dining room. While the elf opened a door and saw a small wine cellar with a selection of fine drow wines, the spellsword pulled open a pair of double doors and found the gardens they'd been seeking: the manor was built in the rough shape of a rectangle with a smaller rectangle in the middle that was open to the air above, and this section contained a few shade trees, a koi pond, a hedge maze - and, at the moment, Baronets Braendin and Keldor fighting for their lives against a pair of enormous phase spiders. The three dead arachnids laying on their backs with their legs twitching spasmodically showed the drow brothers had been under attack for some time.</p><p></p><p>Upon Wakuren's orders, Robin grabbed up the blind and deaf Baron and said the word that shunted the two of them into the extradimensional interior of <em>Hesperna's lamp</em>, confident the Baron wouldn't hear her pronounce the command words. While inside, she bound him tightly with rope and left him there, where he'd be out of the way but accessible as a bargaining chip if necessary.</p><p></p><p>Xandro, in the meantime, headed down the hall to join Zander and Thurloe in the gardens. He got there just in time to see another phase spider materialize, seeming to suddenly shift into existence and skitter towards the nearest of the drow brothers. The Baronets struck at the spiders with their own rapiers, occasionally getting in a hit while doing their best to fend off the arachnids' fierce mandibles.</p><p></p><p>Zander cast a <em>chain lightning</em> spell at the rearmost phase spider, as that allowed him to send arcs out to the other two and both of the Morgaunts. His initial target died from the attack, and while the others all survived, he could see they had all suffered at least some amount of damage. Petey took off from his master's shoulder, seeing if he might add just a bit more to Baronet Keldor's troubles, by stabbing at him with his wicked, venom-dripping stinger and biting at him with his sharp teeth.</p><p></p><p>Wakuren, still by the front door, stepped back outside and summoned Nimbus, who manifested just outside the stately manor. Leaping onto his mount's broad back, he had him fly over the rooftops and get to the central gardens in that fashion. From his higher vantage point, he could see something none of the other heroes - nor the drow brothers - could see from their own ground-level views: standing in the middle of the hedge maze stood yet another drow, this one wearing an old pair of wizard's robes and sporting the same exact face the half-orc was currently wearing. Alaknarr Dettana - or the ghost of the same - was manifesting back onto the Material Plane after he'd started to learn about the capabilities of his new undead form.</p><p></p><p>Alewyth activated her <em>butterfly brooch</em> and likewise flew outside and over the rooftop, that being the quickest way to catch up with the others already in the gardens. She too saw Alaknarr's ghost standing beside a bench in the middle of the hedge maze, and then she saw him walk forward, his insubstantial body passing right through the individual hedge walls. He had a hard, stern expression on his face that said he meant business - or, in this case, vengeance for his undead state.</p><p></p><p>Thurloe cast a <em>ray of enfeeblement</em> spell at Baronet Braendin Morgaunt, weakening him as much as his father had been weakened earlier by a slightly different means. He stumbled under the sudden weight of his rapier, allowing a phase spider to get in a good bite as he struggled to retain his balance. As Robin exited the lamp and picked up the chords of her song of inspirational courage, Xandro stabbed at Baronet Keldor and uncharacteristically missed, but only because the drow had been dodging the bite of a phase spider at the time.</p><p></p><p>"Attack, my friends!" called out Alaknarr as he passed through more rows of hedges. "Slay those who cowardly stabbed me from behind!" Having chosen a spider as his familiar, it wasn't much of a surprise that the wizardly ghost had managed to make a few friends on the Ethereal Plane....</p><p></p><p>But then Nimbus dropped to the ground before him, and Wakuren called out to the ghost, "We can <em>resurrect</em> you! You can return to the life you led before the Morgaunts betrayed you!" The ghost was skeptical at first - if his expression was any indication - but then he spotted Bantabella perched upon the shoulder of the drow who looked almost like his own doppelganger, and assumed his familiar was a good enough judge of character for Alaknarr to trust his words.</p><p></p><p>"Very well - but I will first have the lives of my three assassins!"</p><p></p><p>The phase spiders continued their attacks upon the two drow, and yet another one phased into the hedge maze, climbing up over the sides of the hedge and along the top of the small labyrinth, eager to join the fray. Baronet Braendin broke and ran, seeking to flee through the dining room doors; he actually ran beneath Thurloe, whose <em>fly</em> spell was still active (he was 20 feet in the air, where he could see all of the combatants at a glance). Then Zander tried out a new spell, <em>Borgodast's crushing hand</em>, which grabbed up the fleeing drow and crushed him into paste.</p><p></p><p>Petey continued stabbing at Baronet Keldor Morgaunt with his tail-stinger, to little effect. Wakuren, figuring the others could deal with the remaining Baronet, dismounted from Nimbus and entered the lamp, returning seconds later with a bound, deaf, and blind Baron Szindrik Morgaunt held by the scruff of his collar. But while he was inside the lamp, Alewyth cast a <em>flame strike</em> spell at one of the phase spiders, thinking it was an enemy. "Who dares?" roared Alaknarr's ghost, looking around for the spellcasting culprit.</p><p></p><p>"Sorry!" apologized Alewyth, coming down for a landing in the gardens just outside the hedge maze. "I thought it was headed to attack you." Fortunately, while the spell had badly singed the phase spider, it was still up and about; if it came down to it, the dwarf was ready to cast a healing spell upon the arachnid to restore the burn wounds she'd caused.</p><p></p><p>Fortunately, when Wakuren returned with the Baron, Alaknarr's attention was diverted to his hated enemy, and all thoughts of the phase spiders disappeared. Then a truly colossal phase spider, easily 30 feet across with its leg-span, materialized behind and above the ghost, and he looked up to see it towering above him, casting a shadow over him. "Stand down," Alaknarr told it. "I've got this." And without another word, he fired a <em>chain lightning</em> spell directly into the chest of Baron Szindrik Morgaunt, slaying him instantly.</p><p></p><p>At about the same time, Thurloe dropped down out of the sky and slew Baronet Braendin with his bastard sword <em>Spellslicer</em>. And with that, the three men responsible for Alaknarr's sudden death were themselves dead.</p><p></p><p>"Take me to Vhondryl," the ghost commanded. Of course, none of the heroes had any idea where Vhondryl was to be found, but Alaknarr knew the way to her bedroom, where she'd stayed since her father and brothers had told her they'd threatened to beat up Alaknarr if he didn't keep his low-born self away from her, and he told them she wasn't worth it and ran away. Instead, they'd slain him and buried his body beneath a stone bench inside the hedge maze, where they thought no one would ever find him.</p><p></p><p>Baronessa Vhondryl Morgaunt was a mess of conflicting emotions: sadness and despondency at the thought Alaknarr had wanted nothing to do with her for fear of her father and older brothers; surprise and excitement at seeing him again now; fear and shock at finding out he was dead; horror and anger at learning how he'd died; and finally, amazement and hope at finding out the heroes could restore him to life. "You can really do it? Then do it! Right now!" Baronessa Vhondryl insisted. She did not take it well to learn Alewyth did not have the spell prepared at the moment, and they'd need to wait until the next morning to actually restore Alaknarr to the living, but the ghost stepped in and assured her that was the way magic and spellcasting worked. Eventually, she agreed she could wait another day to hold her lover in her arms again. As the sole heir to the Morgaunt estate - there was no chance she'd be having her father or brothers restored to life, and her mother had died years ago - she was prepared to finance the cost of the spellcasting, doubling the total as a reward for all the heroes had done on her and Alaknarr's behalf.</p><p></p><p>"There's more to it than just that," Thurloe pointed out to Alaknarr after they'd taken their leave from the Baronessa. "Before we can restore you to life, we first gotta kill you again. No offense."</p><p></p><p>Alaknarr looked over to his trusted familiar. "Will they do as they say?" he asked her. Then, getting a firm agreement from the spider - who still rode upon Wakuren's shoulder, for she couldn't sit upon Alaknarr's insubstantial shoulder at the moment - he added, "I am in your hands, and your debt."</p><p></p><p> - - -</p><p></p><p>And the next day, Alewyth cast a <em>resurrection</em> spell upon the wizard's remains (after digging his body up from the hedge maze), and all was right in the world for the two drow from different castes in society. This was a fun adventure, with the players having a ball coming up with new ways to make it obvious that Wakuren was in fact Alaknarr's ghost - at a time when they weren't even 100% sure that the wizard was dead, and that if he was, that the Morgaunts were behind it. I was entertained by how into it they were, and then of course (not having anticipated this avenue of approach from the players), I had to play along with having the drow cleric - the "guest" the butler warned Wakuren about, who had been called over to the Morgaunt estate like an exterminator when Alaknarr's ghost and the phase spiders started manifesting in the interior gardens - attack Wakuren in a manner that made sense given he believed he was fighting Alaknarr's ghost.</p><p></p><p>The PCs were given the three magic rapiers wielded by the male Morgaunts, and the group decided to allow Alewyth to destroy them with <em>Sjondra, the Sunderer</em>. Doing so will allow her warhammer to increase to a +4 weapon.</p><p></p><p>Despite college having started back up, Joe made it to this adventure, but he was running late, so Dan ran Zander for him until he showed up - the round immediately after Zander had cast the <em>Elobar's black tentacles</em> spell. We gave him the full backstory and got him caught up, and then he took it from there.</p><p></p><p> - - -</p><p></p><p>T-shirt worn: A new T-shirt Dan and Vicki got me for Christmas, showing four dinosaurs fleeing from an impending asteroid that just happens to be a d20 that's rolling a natural 20. It's a nice, token "Talonia" T-shirt.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 9573605, member: 508"] [B]ADVENTURE 89: IT'S JUST A SILLY PHASE I'M GOING THROUGH[/B] PC Roster: [INDENT]Alewyth Putterpye, dwarf priestess of Aerik 18[/INDENT] [INDENT] Thurloe Pulver, human fighter 3/wizard 3/spellsword 10/eldritch knight 2[/INDENT] [INDENT] Wakuren, half-orc cleric of Cal 9/paladin 9[/INDENT] [INDENT] Xandro Silverstrings, human bard 6/rogue 12[/INDENT] [INDENT] Zander Quilson, elf sorcerer 18[/INDENT] NPC Roster: [INDENT]Beetle Darkcloud, halfling ranger 6[/INDENT] [INDENT] Robin the Balladeer, human bard 6[/INDENT] Game Session Date: 25 January 2025 - - - "Uh, guys," said Beetle. "You might want to have a look at this." The group had spent the night in the drow city of Chu'curan and were getting ready to depart and head on west. As such, they were at the stables where their dinosaur mounts had been kept overnight, and Beetle had gone to go saddle them up. He pointed to one of the stalls currently housing a pachycephalosaurus mount; atop the wooden door, a spiderweb had been constructed, reaching up to the ceiling above. For the most part, it looked to be a normal spiderweb, but the central part was all askew, the web-lines forming characters from the drow alphabet. Beetle read it out aloud for the benefit of those who couldn't read the Drow language. "'Help master,'" he said. "A spider familiar, asking for aid for his master," surmised Wakuren, looking around the stables. "Anybody see the spider who made this?" There was certainly no spider in the web itself. It was Robin who finally spotted the spider, curled up into as small an area as possible, over at the back of the stables, atop one of the walls separating the different dinosaur stalls. "It's over here!" she said, pointing it out but not getting too near to it - the bard was not a fan of creepy-crawlies of any type. Zander belatedly realized that if this was indeed a wizard's familiar, it would likely be able to speak with its master, and thus the elf's permanent [I]tongues[/I] spell would allow him to communicate with it. "Hello," he said. "We read your message and are willing to help." "Hello," replied the spider, tentatively crawling a few steps forward along the stall wall. "My name is [B]Bantabella[/B], and my master, the drow wizard [B]Alaknarr Dettana[/B], is missing. I fear something terrible has happened to him." Zander translated the spider's tale for the benefit of his friends. It seemed Alaknarr, a drow from common roots, had fallen in love with a nobleman's daughter, [B]Baronessa Vhondryl Morgaunt[/B]. This did not sit well with the Baronessa's father, [B]Baron Szindrik Morgaunt[/B], nor her two older brothers, [B]Baronet Braendin Morgaunt[/B] and [B]Baronet Keldor Morgaunt[/B], who felt the wizard was too low upon the social scale to even consider dating the Baronessa. They forbade them from seeing each other - although that did nothing but force Vhondryl and Alaknarr to sneak away and spend time together without the rest of the Morgaunt family knowing about it. All this changed three days ago, when Bantabella felt the empathic link she shared with her master get severed; for the first time since serving her wizardly master, she couldn't feel his presence nearby, nor determine what he was feeling. She was concerned that he had been knocked unconscious - or worse, slain - and that was the cause of the severing of the empathic link, although she held out hope there was a simpler explanation that had not occurred to her. Then, last night, she felt a vague twinging along the empathic link, as if her master was trying to reestablish the link with his loyal familiar - if he had been knocked into a coma, perhaps he was starting to come out of it? In any case, the link ebbed and flowed, gaining in strength before being severed completely again, to the point she had no idea what might be going on. However, she knew for a fact that Alaknarr had not been at his modest home in Chu'curan, for that's where she'd been staying, hoping he would return home. But wherever he was, she felt he needed assistance with whatever predicament he was in, and, seeing the adventurers ride in the night before, she thought they might be able to help. "We'd be more than happy to look into the situation," Wakuren assured the spider familiar, having Zander translate his words. "Do you know where Alaknarr and Vhondryl met up in secret?" Bantabella had no idea, as she stayed behind when he made his trysts with the young noblewoman. She did know that the last time she'd seen him, he was on his way to meeting with Vhondryl, although she had no idea where they'd agreed to meet up. "Well then, let's see if we can find anyone who might know," the half-orc decided, using his [I]robe of blending[/I] to take on the appearance of a standard drow male, and then following the spider's instructions on what changes to make to the illusion to make him look more like her master. When they were done, the half-orc wore the appearance of a young, dark-skinned drow with long, flowing, white hair and prominent cheekbones. His clothing was also altered to look like one of the robes Alaknarr often wore. "No point in going to his house if he hasn't been there," Wakuren reasoned. "Let's just walk around town and see who we bump into." Bantabella scrambled upon Wakuren's shoulder to complete the look, for he often allowed his familiar to come with him around town when he wasn't secretly meeting with Vhondryl - who was not a particular fan of spiders. (Robin perfectly understood her views on the matter.) Before setting off, the group opted to cast a bunch of their "there might be combat in our near-term futures" spells. Alewyth protected herself with [I]shield of faith[/I] and [I]magic circle against evil[/I] spells, while Thurloe made do with a [I]protection from evil[/I] spell. He and Zander each used a charge from his [I]wand of shield[/I], while Wakuren cast a bevy of spells on himself: [I]air walk[/I], [I]shield of faith[/I], and [I]magic circle against evil[/I] - then, on a whim, he cast a [I]stoneskin[/I] spell on Zander, figuring it might not be a bad idea to ensure their only permanent source of the [I]tongues[/I] spell remained in any potential fight for as long as possible. After about a half hour of wandering around the streets of Chu'curan, Wakuren's ploy worked out. The others had stayed together as a group and surreptitiously trailed the disguised half-orc, staying far enough back that the false Alaknarr wouldn't have to explain the presence of these strangers. But a cry of "Hey, Alaknarr!" in the drow tongue alerted Wakuren that his disguise had passed muster; he had Petey, Zander's telepathic pseudodragon familiar, provide translations of Bantabella's comments directly into the half-orc's mind. The spider thus fed him the name of the friend greeting him from across the street, so he'd know what to call him when they talked. "Haven't seen you around for the last week or so," replied the other drow. "Been keeping busy?" "Pretty busy, yeah," replied Wakuren. "Hey, you okay? You sound like crap." Wakuren belatedly put a hand to his throat as if it were sore, and said he'd been fighting off a cold - which he hoped would explain why his deep-throated half-orc voice was so much deeper than the real Alaknarr's apparently was. "Well, swing by when you're feeling better, and we'll catch a pint or two at the pub," offered the wizard's friend. Wakuren agreed that sounded like a good idea, and the friend went his own way. The group gathered up again. "Well, the disguise is good enough to fool someone who knows what Alaknarr looks like," Wakuren offered. "Since we don't know where Alaknarr went when he...disappeared, let's head over to the Morgaunt estate, and see if seeing him shakes anything up." He didn't voice his concern that he believed the wizard had likely been slain by Baron Morgaunt and was possibly being brought back to an unholy semblance of life as an undead. "The Morgaunts, are they wizards as well?" he asked Bantabella. "Necromancers, perhaps?" "No, not at all," replied the spider. "They got their money and status as businessmen - selling exotic poisons, of all things." "Well, let's go pay them a visit," suggested Wakuren. He allowed Bantabella (through Petey's telepathic translations) to direct him to the Morgaunt estate, in the good part of town. Xandro activated his [I]ring of invisibility[/I] and stood beside the half-orc, his rapier [I]Deathwhisper[/I] out and ready for trouble. The others opted to go within the extradimensional confines of [I]Hesperna's lamp[/I], where Alewyth, like usual, donned the headband that allowed her to see a Wakuren's-eye-view of what was going on outside in the Material Plane. She'd be the source of information about what Wakuren and Xandro were experiencing, and tell the others when it was time to exit the lamp. As the others went inside the lamp, Wakuren cast [I]freedom of movement[/I] spells upon himself and Xandro, the two that would be first meeting up with the Morgaunts. Upon arriving at the Morgaunt estate, Wakuren and Xandro saw it was surrounded by a 10-foot-tall iron fence with spiked tips. There was a locked gate before the path to the front door, with a bell beside it to alert those inside of the presence of visitors. Wakuren rang it without hesitation, then stood in full view, waiting to be seen by those he suspected had slain the real Alaknarr Dettana. Within a minute, a drow butler came out to the gate; he stopped and frowned when he saw who was there at the gate. "My good sir," he chastised Wakuren, "you know full well the master has forbidden you from coming here to see the Baronessa. I fear you are wasting your time, as he has likewise forbidden his staff from letting you in." He turned and started walking back to the manor house. Wakuren [I]air walked[/I] over the fence, returned to the ground, and caught up to the butler, putting a hand upon his shoulder to stop him. The butler turned in shock, not quite sure how the wizard had made it through the locked gate, which he could see was still intact behind him. "This is important," Wakuren said. "The Baron will no doubt want to hear what I have to say." "I am very sorry, but that is quite impossible," replied the butler. Wakuren took a quick peek at the drow's aura and was pleased to see no sign of evil. "Not only has he forbidden you entrance, but he's quite busy right now with an important visitor." He sighed as he thought through his options. "But I'll tell you what: I shall talk to the Baron and plead your case to him, if you wish to swing by tomorrow and see if he will see you." "Fair enough," agreed Wakuren, turning back towards the gate. On the way there, he cast a [I]gaseous form[/I] spell on himself, allowing him to pass through the closed and locked gate and then return to his normal appearance once back on the other side. The butler's mouth hung open, convinced he'd just been talking to Alaknarr's ghost; he turned and almost ran back into the manor house. "Nice one," congratulated the still-invisible Xandro. "Now what? Are we going to stay in town an extra day?" "Let's see what happens if I stay right here," suggested the half-orc. Alewyth, seeing the butler return inside, opted to exit the lamp. The others followed, and decided to go down the street for about 30 feet to watch from a discreet distance, where they were partially hidden by a bit of shrubbery. Xandro kept hold of the lamp, remaining beside Wakuren but well outside of the visual spectrum. Zander cast a [I]mislead[/I] spell, covering himself and Petey in a [I]greater invisibility[/I] spell while creating illusory doubles of the two of them, which he kept nearby as future distractions. It wasn't even two minutes before the front doors of the manor house burst wide open, and out came three drow figures. Bringing up the rear was the butler Wakuren had already dealt with, while running out to the gate was an older drow the group decided was likely Baron Szindrik Morgaunt himself; he wore a rapier at his belt and his hand strayed to its hilt as he ran. Running beside him was another drow, this one wearing the armor of a cleric, and he actually held forth an unholy symbol of Gareth, wielding it at Wakuren. The half-orc, well-versed in the act of turning undead with a blast of positive energy - he'd performed the act on numerous occasions himself - now found out what it was like to have the opposite effect take place, as the cleric did his very best to catch the half-orc up in a [I]rebuke undead[/I] attack. Obviously, the attempt had no success, as Wakuren wasn't actually an undead creature - but it was very telling that they had assumed he was. Now the only question was: did they think he was a ghost because the butler had seen him pass through the solid gate, or did they know for a fact that Alaknarr was dead because they had had a hand in it happening? Wakuren stood motionless as the cleric made his feeble attempts to control him, and took the opportunity to peek at their auras, getting the distinct "ping" of evil from the two of them. Alewyth finished rubbing the contents of a vial of [I]bladeshimmer[/I] on her enchanted warhammer [I]Sjondra[/I], turning it invisible so she could walk down the street like an unarmed civilian. Robin walked beside her, faking a conversation as if they were simply two passersby. Thurloe cast a [I]greater invisibility[/I] spell on himself and followed, approaching the locked gate. The cleric tried rebuking Wakuren again, getting visibly angry and confused as to why he was having no success. Then Zander caused his illusory double to walk down the street, appearing to be frightened at the sight of the "ghost" and running away, while the real elf cast an [I]Elobar's black tentacles[/I] spell that caught up all three drow in thick, rubbery appendages springing up from the ground. All three tried breaking free, to no avail. Wakuren took advantage of the elf's spell to call out, "Baron Morgaunt! These tentacles will drag you down to the deepest Hell if you do not take me immediately to my body!" He was counting on the nobleman to know exactly where Alaknarr's corpse was hidden, and his gamble paid off. "Agreed! Release us, and I'll take you there at once!" Zander took him at his word - he looked to be too full of panic to be trying any subterfuge - and dismissed his spell. Wakuren once again pretended he'd been the one to do so, and the elf tried casting a [I]feeblemind[/I] spell on the cleric, wanting him out of the picture. But the cleric's mind was strong enough to shrug off the intended effects. Released from the crushing tentacles, Baron Morgaunt and the cleric backed carefully towards the manor - all the while keeping a fearful eye on Wakuren - while the butler raced to get there before them and hold open the doors. Wishing to continue making them suspect he was a ghost (and not having another [I]gaseous form[/I] spell on hand with which to pass through the locked gate), he cast an [I]obscuring mist[/I] before the gate, then [I]air walked[/I] up and over the fence while under its protective cover, opening the gate from the inside while he couldn't be seen; Alewyth and Robin took the opportunity to run over to Xandro and return to the lamp's interior (Xandro then passed the lamp over to Wakuren, who tucked it into his robes), while the others - shielded from view by their invisibility - simply stepped onto the Morgaunt's front lawn. Then Wakuren dismissed his spell, making it look like he had simply expanded into a gaseous form and then reconstituted his incorporeal body. The gate behind him was back to being shut and locked, reinforcing the illusion. And he made sure to [I]air walk[/I] a good inch above the ground, so his walking didn't so much as disturb a single blade of grass below him. The group entered the Morgaunt estate's double doors, the Baron and the cleric rather fearfully, Wakuren coming in right behind them showing no fear whatsoever, just a look of wrathful vengeance. Xandro, Thurloe, and Zander and Petey - all still invisible - followed. There was a commotion to the west as a pair of drow women, each wearing the garb of a cook, came running down the hallway screaming for the Baron in the drow tongue. "Master!" they called. "Your sons are fighting enemies in the gardens!" <Where are the gardens?> Wakuren thought without saying a word, knowing Petey would pick it up and pass the question on to Bantabella. Unfortunately, the spider had never been inside the Morgaunt estate and had no idea. But Thurloe, after casting a [I]detect magic[/I] spell and checking out the front porch to ensure there was no invisibility-canceling magic at work there (one never knew with rich merchants), quietly entered the building and headed the way from which the cooks had come running. Xandro snuck silently into the building as well, but stayed close to Wakuren. It was well that he did, too, for no sooner had Wakuren stepped into the house - still [I]air walking[/I] an inch above the floor for effect - that the cleric betrayed his trust. It was all the half-orc could do to keep from laughing when the cleric of Gareth, God of Betrayal, held out his hand and made contact with Wakuren, channeling a [I]heal[/I] spell into his body. Had he truly been an undead creature, the spell would have burned him like acid; as a living half-orc, the spell did absolutely nothing to him (but would have actually been beneficial to him had he suffered any damage from the drow yet). Baron Morgaunt opted to go on the attack as well, stabbing out with his blade, but Wakuren easily side-stepped the aristocrat's rapier. Zander, just for fun, cast a low-level [I]ghost sound[/I] spell and made it sound as if ghostly whispering was accompanying Wakuren - as if the ghost of Alaknarr was bringing with him other undead spirits seeking vengeance. But then Wakuren cast a spell of his own: [I]holy word[/I], which immediately blinded and deafened Baron Morgaunt and (unfortunately, for Wakuren rather liked the fellow) slew the butler outright; the cleric was unaffected by dint of the innate spell resistance enjoyed by all drow, allowing them to occasionally ignore the intended effects of spell thrown their way. The frightened cooks were too far away for them to have fallen under the spell's effects, which was good for them for it would have undoubtedly slain them as well. Seeing the excitement from inside [I]Hesperna's lamp[/I], Alewyth doffed the headband allowing her to see through Wakuren's view and said the command word that allowed her to exit back into the Material Plane. Thurloe activated his [I]celestial armor[/I]'s [I]fly[/I] spell and took off down the hallway, flying over the heads of the cooks with plenty of room to spare. Zander followed on foot, taking time to open a door, see a kitchen, and close it to continue down the hallway in search of the gardens. Then Robin exited the lamp and started playing the song of inspirational courage, as it was quite apparent that combat was already on. Just then Xandro struck, stabbing [I]Deathwhisper[/I] deep into the cleric's torso - enough so that the blade emerged from the other side of his body. The attack slew the cleric immediately and returned the rogue back into the visible light spectrum, for all to see. Wakuren decided to add insult to injury by casting an additional spell, [I]bestow curse[/I], upon Baron Morgaunt, draining his strength to the point it was all he could do to continue holding onto his rapier without dropping it. Alewyth tried casting a [I]hold person[/I] spell upon the Baron, but the spell failed to take effect. As the cooks dropped to their knees and cried over the slain butler (the dead cleric got no such concern), Thurloe and Zander had made their way into the dining room. While the elf opened a door and saw a small wine cellar with a selection of fine drow wines, the spellsword pulled open a pair of double doors and found the gardens they'd been seeking: the manor was built in the rough shape of a rectangle with a smaller rectangle in the middle that was open to the air above, and this section contained a few shade trees, a koi pond, a hedge maze - and, at the moment, Baronets Braendin and Keldor fighting for their lives against a pair of enormous phase spiders. The three dead arachnids laying on their backs with their legs twitching spasmodically showed the drow brothers had been under attack for some time. Upon Wakuren's orders, Robin grabbed up the blind and deaf Baron and said the word that shunted the two of them into the extradimensional interior of [I]Hesperna's lamp[/I], confident the Baron wouldn't hear her pronounce the command words. While inside, she bound him tightly with rope and left him there, where he'd be out of the way but accessible as a bargaining chip if necessary. Xandro, in the meantime, headed down the hall to join Zander and Thurloe in the gardens. He got there just in time to see another phase spider materialize, seeming to suddenly shift into existence and skitter towards the nearest of the drow brothers. The Baronets struck at the spiders with their own rapiers, occasionally getting in a hit while doing their best to fend off the arachnids' fierce mandibles. Zander cast a [I]chain lightning[/I] spell at the rearmost phase spider, as that allowed him to send arcs out to the other two and both of the Morgaunts. His initial target died from the attack, and while the others all survived, he could see they had all suffered at least some amount of damage. Petey took off from his master's shoulder, seeing if he might add just a bit more to Baronet Keldor's troubles, by stabbing at him with his wicked, venom-dripping stinger and biting at him with his sharp teeth. Wakuren, still by the front door, stepped back outside and summoned Nimbus, who manifested just outside the stately manor. Leaping onto his mount's broad back, he had him fly over the rooftops and get to the central gardens in that fashion. From his higher vantage point, he could see something none of the other heroes - nor the drow brothers - could see from their own ground-level views: standing in the middle of the hedge maze stood yet another drow, this one wearing an old pair of wizard's robes and sporting the same exact face the half-orc was currently wearing. Alaknarr Dettana - or the ghost of the same - was manifesting back onto the Material Plane after he'd started to learn about the capabilities of his new undead form. Alewyth activated her [I]butterfly brooch[/I] and likewise flew outside and over the rooftop, that being the quickest way to catch up with the others already in the gardens. She too saw Alaknarr's ghost standing beside a bench in the middle of the hedge maze, and then she saw him walk forward, his insubstantial body passing right through the individual hedge walls. He had a hard, stern expression on his face that said he meant business - or, in this case, vengeance for his undead state. Thurloe cast a [I]ray of enfeeblement[/I] spell at Baronet Braendin Morgaunt, weakening him as much as his father had been weakened earlier by a slightly different means. He stumbled under the sudden weight of his rapier, allowing a phase spider to get in a good bite as he struggled to retain his balance. As Robin exited the lamp and picked up the chords of her song of inspirational courage, Xandro stabbed at Baronet Keldor and uncharacteristically missed, but only because the drow had been dodging the bite of a phase spider at the time. "Attack, my friends!" called out Alaknarr as he passed through more rows of hedges. "Slay those who cowardly stabbed me from behind!" Having chosen a spider as his familiar, it wasn't much of a surprise that the wizardly ghost had managed to make a few friends on the Ethereal Plane.... But then Nimbus dropped to the ground before him, and Wakuren called out to the ghost, "We can [I]resurrect[/I] you! You can return to the life you led before the Morgaunts betrayed you!" The ghost was skeptical at first - if his expression was any indication - but then he spotted Bantabella perched upon the shoulder of the drow who looked almost like his own doppelganger, and assumed his familiar was a good enough judge of character for Alaknarr to trust his words. "Very well - but I will first have the lives of my three assassins!" The phase spiders continued their attacks upon the two drow, and yet another one phased into the hedge maze, climbing up over the sides of the hedge and along the top of the small labyrinth, eager to join the fray. Baronet Braendin broke and ran, seeking to flee through the dining room doors; he actually ran beneath Thurloe, whose [I]fly[/I] spell was still active (he was 20 feet in the air, where he could see all of the combatants at a glance). Then Zander tried out a new spell, [I]Borgodast's crushing hand[/I], which grabbed up the fleeing drow and crushed him into paste. Petey continued stabbing at Baronet Keldor Morgaunt with his tail-stinger, to little effect. Wakuren, figuring the others could deal with the remaining Baronet, dismounted from Nimbus and entered the lamp, returning seconds later with a bound, deaf, and blind Baron Szindrik Morgaunt held by the scruff of his collar. But while he was inside the lamp, Alewyth cast a [I]flame strike[/I] spell at one of the phase spiders, thinking it was an enemy. "Who dares?" roared Alaknarr's ghost, looking around for the spellcasting culprit. "Sorry!" apologized Alewyth, coming down for a landing in the gardens just outside the hedge maze. "I thought it was headed to attack you." Fortunately, while the spell had badly singed the phase spider, it was still up and about; if it came down to it, the dwarf was ready to cast a healing spell upon the arachnid to restore the burn wounds she'd caused. Fortunately, when Wakuren returned with the Baron, Alaknarr's attention was diverted to his hated enemy, and all thoughts of the phase spiders disappeared. Then a truly colossal phase spider, easily 30 feet across with its leg-span, materialized behind and above the ghost, and he looked up to see it towering above him, casting a shadow over him. "Stand down," Alaknarr told it. "I've got this." And without another word, he fired a [I]chain lightning[/I] spell directly into the chest of Baron Szindrik Morgaunt, slaying him instantly. At about the same time, Thurloe dropped down out of the sky and slew Baronet Braendin with his bastard sword [I]Spellslicer[/I]. And with that, the three men responsible for Alaknarr's sudden death were themselves dead. "Take me to Vhondryl," the ghost commanded. Of course, none of the heroes had any idea where Vhondryl was to be found, but Alaknarr knew the way to her bedroom, where she'd stayed since her father and brothers had told her they'd threatened to beat up Alaknarr if he didn't keep his low-born self away from her, and he told them she wasn't worth it and ran away. Instead, they'd slain him and buried his body beneath a stone bench inside the hedge maze, where they thought no one would ever find him. Baronessa Vhondryl Morgaunt was a mess of conflicting emotions: sadness and despondency at the thought Alaknarr had wanted nothing to do with her for fear of her father and older brothers; surprise and excitement at seeing him again now; fear and shock at finding out he was dead; horror and anger at learning how he'd died; and finally, amazement and hope at finding out the heroes could restore him to life. "You can really do it? Then do it! Right now!" Baronessa Vhondryl insisted. She did not take it well to learn Alewyth did not have the spell prepared at the moment, and they'd need to wait until the next morning to actually restore Alaknarr to the living, but the ghost stepped in and assured her that was the way magic and spellcasting worked. Eventually, she agreed she could wait another day to hold her lover in her arms again. As the sole heir to the Morgaunt estate - there was no chance she'd be having her father or brothers restored to life, and her mother had died years ago - she was prepared to finance the cost of the spellcasting, doubling the total as a reward for all the heroes had done on her and Alaknarr's behalf. "There's more to it than just that," Thurloe pointed out to Alaknarr after they'd taken their leave from the Baronessa. "Before we can restore you to life, we first gotta kill you again. No offense." Alaknarr looked over to his trusted familiar. "Will they do as they say?" he asked her. Then, getting a firm agreement from the spider - who still rode upon Wakuren's shoulder, for she couldn't sit upon Alaknarr's insubstantial shoulder at the moment - he added, "I am in your hands, and your debt." - - - And the next day, Alewyth cast a [I]resurrection[/I] spell upon the wizard's remains (after digging his body up from the hedge maze), and all was right in the world for the two drow from different castes in society. This was a fun adventure, with the players having a ball coming up with new ways to make it obvious that Wakuren was in fact Alaknarr's ghost - at a time when they weren't even 100% sure that the wizard was dead, and that if he was, that the Morgaunts were behind it. I was entertained by how into it they were, and then of course (not having anticipated this avenue of approach from the players), I had to play along with having the drow cleric - the "guest" the butler warned Wakuren about, who had been called over to the Morgaunt estate like an exterminator when Alaknarr's ghost and the phase spiders started manifesting in the interior gardens - attack Wakuren in a manner that made sense given he believed he was fighting Alaknarr's ghost. The PCs were given the three magic rapiers wielded by the male Morgaunts, and the group decided to allow Alewyth to destroy them with [I]Sjondra, the Sunderer[/I]. Doing so will allow her warhammer to increase to a +4 weapon. Despite college having started back up, Joe made it to this adventure, but he was running late, so Dan ran Zander for him until he showed up - the round immediately after Zander had cast the [I]Elobar's black tentacles[/I] spell. We gave him the full backstory and got him caught up, and then he took it from there. - - - T-shirt worn: A new T-shirt Dan and Vicki got me for Christmas, showing four dinosaurs fleeing from an impending asteroid that just happens to be a d20 that's rolling a natural 20. It's a nice, token "Talonia" T-shirt. [/QUOTE]
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