House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen II
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Serpenteye
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Ki'Willis wakes from her reverie and spends a quiet moment in prayer to Lolth. It's been a habit of hers her whole life and 600 year old habits die hard, even though her faith might be waning.
Lolth's silence is not a mere test. Deities depend on the faith of their worshipers for power, and no Goddess or God would ever act against that necessity. It's one thing to terrorise and slaughter some of your worshipers to inspire greater faith in others, quite another to simply vanish and let your flock, and your power, disperse. Even if Lolth returns her strength will be diminished and the damage dealt to the Drow civilisation on Toril will take centuries to repair. Whatever fanatical terror she might be able to inspire in the remainders of her worshipers will not compensate for the loss of untold thousands of devoted souls. It is obvious to Ki'Willis, and has been for some time, that Lolth is not silent because she wants to be, but because of weakness. Whatever her fate, whatever her whereabouts she has shown herself weak. And if there's anything Lolth has taught the Drow it is that weakness should be exploited or expunged, hated, loathed and held in contempt, not worshiped or respected.
But ancient institutions can hold a power of their own even though their foundations have withered away. The church of Lolth, the Matriarchy of the Drow, the entire social hierarchy that Lolth created are the underpinnings of Ki'Willis’ own power. Abandoning Lolth would risk too much, and old habits die hard.
Having finished with her prayer she dons the rest of her equipment and addresses the wizard. Have you Identified all the magical items we found on Sarduel and the Illithid? Were any of the items of significant value or usefulness?
ooc: He would have had the time to do that the evening before, if he had bought the components for it.
Lolth's silence is not a mere test. Deities depend on the faith of their worshipers for power, and no Goddess or God would ever act against that necessity. It's one thing to terrorise and slaughter some of your worshipers to inspire greater faith in others, quite another to simply vanish and let your flock, and your power, disperse. Even if Lolth returns her strength will be diminished and the damage dealt to the Drow civilisation on Toril will take centuries to repair. Whatever fanatical terror she might be able to inspire in the remainders of her worshipers will not compensate for the loss of untold thousands of devoted souls. It is obvious to Ki'Willis, and has been for some time, that Lolth is not silent because she wants to be, but because of weakness. Whatever her fate, whatever her whereabouts she has shown herself weak. And if there's anything Lolth has taught the Drow it is that weakness should be exploited or expunged, hated, loathed and held in contempt, not worshiped or respected.
But ancient institutions can hold a power of their own even though their foundations have withered away. The church of Lolth, the Matriarchy of the Drow, the entire social hierarchy that Lolth created are the underpinnings of Ki'Willis’ own power. Abandoning Lolth would risk too much, and old habits die hard.
Having finished with her prayer she dons the rest of her equipment and addresses the wizard. Have you Identified all the magical items we found on Sarduel and the Illithid? Were any of the items of significant value or usefulness?
ooc: He would have had the time to do that the evening before, if he had bought the components for it.
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Endur
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Quertus identifies the following magic items after purchasing spell components in Skullport.
Cephalometer: 1/day: Dominate, Feeblemind, Mind Probe.
Ring: Platinum set with ruby, Minor Fire Resistance (10 points of fire resist each round).
Ruby Slippers: Dimension Door, caster level 10, 1/day
Robe of Protection: +2
potion: of delusion (the drinker thinks he is breathing fire)
Silver Dagger with Star Ruby in its pommel: +1 flaming
Laral's Eyes: Eyes of Doom (not lenses)
Cephalometer: 1/day: Dominate, Feeblemind, Mind Probe.
Ring: Platinum set with ruby, Minor Fire Resistance (10 points of fire resist each round).
Ruby Slippers: Dimension Door, caster level 10, 1/day
Robe of Protection: +2
potion: of delusion (the drinker thinks he is breathing fire)
Silver Dagger with Star Ruby in its pommel: +1 flaming
Laral's Eyes: Eyes of Doom (not lenses)
Endur
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After spending much of their platinum in Skullport, House Millithor spends the night in their hiding place. The next day they head towards Araumycos and the Portal to L'Tarranen del Egluth.
Quertus casts the Shadow Walk incantation.
The now-familiar preternatural chill gnaws at your exposed skin, radiating from cold dust beneath your feet.
The cavern is a twisted mockery of the cavern you were in before. Nobody else is here but the members of the party and the two mounts.
Quertus takes a step and he is suddenly fifty feet across the room at the exit from the shadowy cavern. The rest of the party follows him at the now familiar quick pace. You have almost adjusted to the fast pace that Quertus leads you on.
Traveling through a multitude of rough caverns and carved passages through upper levels of the Underdark towards Araumycos, not a creature stirs on the Shadow Plane.
All members of the party are constantly aware that there is something innately deadly about the Shadow Plane, but no danger is appearent. Just endless gloom and strangeness.
Until a large dark figure appears before Quertus with no warning. A great scythe cuts down, and it passes through Quertus, trailing darkness of a different shade. A cold wind whistles through the black cavern as Quertus turns pale as if the very life was leeched out of him by the Scythe.
After the Scythe passed through Quertus, the figure of darkness became Darker and More Menacing, as if it hungered for the living and was becoming more dangerous from its taste of the living.
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Scythe-Wielder
Quertus casts the Shadow Walk incantation.
The now-familiar preternatural chill gnaws at your exposed skin, radiating from cold dust beneath your feet.
The cavern is a twisted mockery of the cavern you were in before. Nobody else is here but the members of the party and the two mounts.
Quertus takes a step and he is suddenly fifty feet across the room at the exit from the shadowy cavern. The rest of the party follows him at the now familiar quick pace. You have almost adjusted to the fast pace that Quertus leads you on.
Traveling through a multitude of rough caverns and carved passages through upper levels of the Underdark towards Araumycos, not a creature stirs on the Shadow Plane.
All members of the party are constantly aware that there is something innately deadly about the Shadow Plane, but no danger is appearent. Just endless gloom and strangeness.
Until a large dark figure appears before Quertus with no warning. A great scythe cuts down, and it passes through Quertus, trailing darkness of a different shade. A cold wind whistles through the black cavern as Quertus turns pale as if the very life was leeched out of him by the Scythe.
After the Scythe passed through Quertus, the figure of darkness became Darker and More Menacing, as if it hungered for the living and was becoming more dangerous from its taste of the living.
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Serpenteye
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Ki'Willis hovers towards the shadowy enemy, drawing her Rod of the Viper (+2 heavy mace), and attacks their foe.
(ooc: Knowledge Religion +12)
(ooc: Knowledge Religion +12)
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Xael
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Quertus lets out a slight moan as the scythe passes through him, and then tries to back away from it (if it isn't close enough to get attack of opportunity). If the thing is too close, Quertus will cast Mirror Image to buy himself time...
"Could use some help here..."
OOC: Knowledge, Religion +11
"Could use some help here..."
OOC: Knowledge, Religion +11
Brother Shatterstone
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Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)
Kilcif had been silently hoping for a chance to test out his new gear, but slightly curses under his breath as this isn’t a mundane creature he had been hoping for… He moves to the front rank but not close to attack, “Anyone know how to fight this thing?”
Kilcif had been silently hoping for a chance to test out his new gear, but slightly curses under his breath as this isn’t a mundane creature he had been hoping for… He moves to the front rank but not close to attack, “Anyone know how to fight this thing?”
Carcelon Millithor, Second Daughter, Clr 11
After Carcelon studies the creature for a moment, a blast of Searing Light lashes out from the sunstone pendant on her forehead to strike at the wraith. She then steps back so that Kilcif is between her and the wraith.
OOC: Weird. Searing Light isn't actually a light spell, but has increased effect against creatures vulnerable to sunlight. Score another point for WotC's editing team.
After Carcelon studies the creature for a moment, a blast of Searing Light lashes out from the sunstone pendant on her forehead to strike at the wraith. She then steps back so that Kilcif is between her and the wraith.
OOC: Weird. Searing Light isn't actually a light spell, but has increased effect against creatures vulnerable to sunlight. Score another point for WotC's editing team.
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