D&D 5E [IC] Creamsteak's Princes of Elemental Evil

"The nearest one, I expect. Verbobonc is large, but a fair walk. I believe there's a couple of smaller towns closer by though, yes? Hommlet and...Nulb is it? One of those should suffice."

She smiled and added, "And yes. I'm confident we can find our way back."
 

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Reflecting on the topic, Thaliss adds, telepathically The problem with bringing her to to a settlement, is that when word gets back to the spire, the search party will know where we are. I am sure they will be looking for the mounts we have commandeered, and sooner or later, I expect to be facing those giant vultures. I would much prefer for it to be on our terms. I believe it would be best to bring her with us. In any case, it will be a show of our goodwill to this queen that we haven't disposed of her, and besides, I will be glad to have her walk in front of us so she can show us a trap-free path. Agreed?
 

Maighan glanced at the courier briefly, then looked back at Thaliss. "This is a discussion we should be having more privately."

Once they were a safer distance away, she continued.

"I don't think letting the courier come with us is wise. It's far more likely she will raise an alarm, or guide us into traps, than help us in any way. As a courier, her knowledge of the territory will be far greater than ours. As a cultist, we cannot expect her sense of self-preservation to outweight her loyalty to them."

"It will take time for any word to reach the Spire as to the courier's fate. And then they will not know where we are, but where we were...and it will take even more time for them to follow whatever traces we leave. During that time, we will confront them at their center of power...and with fortune, we will prevail before they can meaningfully impact us."

"Finally, I have very little interest in showing goodwill to this queen. The time for subterfuge in dealing with these people is past. We've gained a certain advantage, I think we should use it."
 

Looking at the Maighan, Thaliss couldn't help but smile as he considered this strong willed and beautiful she-elf. Telepathically, So it is agreed. Let us fly to the settlement and return promptly, without subterfuge!

ooc: wouldn't it be convenient if Dent were in said settlement ;-)
 

The party makes flight to Red Larch, which is not too difficult to find and they arrive within the hour. The constable, surprisingly, is already awake at this hour. His small jail seems quite busy. An imposing man in heavy plate seems to be standing out front, his heel grinding into the chest of some sell-sword. Apparently the man on the ground is the only survivor of a group of bandits that had attempted to kill Dent. They had markings of reavers like those from the water cult, and had apparently been quite busy looking for any signs of the party.

The constable seems perplexed by all the visitors at this hour. "It takes all kinds."
 

Looking at the man in heavy plate, Thaliss rejoices telepathically fate has put you across our path for a second time; it is a great yet unexpected pleasure to see you again my friend!
 

Maighan approached the constable and with her typical no-nonsense approach said, "This man was carrying messages for a cult worshiping a destructive emanation of the element of air, and as such is implicated in the various disruptive acts the cult is committing. As I have neither the standing, nor the desire, to prosecute him in your territory, I cede him to you and whatever judgement you see fit to make."

Apparently satisfied with that, she shoves the prisoner at the constable, then looks around to see Thaliss' reunion with the armored man. She takes in his unusual armor and nods.

"We met briefly, I think. You seemed intent on leaving the area. Have you changed your mind?"
 

[section]"Well. Look what the cat dragged in." The voice was raspy and unmistakable. So was the brutish saunter. Dent removed his boot heel from the chest of the hooligan he'd pinned into the dirt, and paced toward the group. His right hand short forward in greeting, yanking Thaliss forward into a hearty one-armed hug. "Didn't expect to meet up with you lot again." Dent eyed Maighan. "M'lady." The grin turned to a smirk and a nod. "Carradoc." Dent clapped his fellow half-elf on the shoulder. "I was set to quit this accursed valley when he and his lot," Dent jerked a thumb backward over his shoulder at the man prone in the dirt, "thought they might like a bit of fun. Taught them to think better of that course of action. But, still, you'll be wanting to watch your backs. They was asking after you lot, they were."

Dent paused, looked around. "Where's Tolan? Gone to get supplies?"[/section]


OOC: Yay! Back into the fold! Let's do this.



[sblock=OOC]AC 21
hp 54/54[/sblock]
 

Maighan looks down at the beaten men and nods thoughtfully.

"Lets see. Not of the Spire. They lack the armor of the monastery. They're certainly not associated with the Scarlet Circle. So you must be...the pawns of the water cult, yes? You're so anxious for our attention. Well fear not. We'll be getting to you and yours shortly, I expect."

She looked back at Dent. "So are you leaving now, even knowing that the cults think you're one of us and will be hounding you? Or will you stay and finish them with us?"
 

[section]Dent grunted at Maighan. "Straight to the point, are you? My kind of woman. Since I was cut free of my unit by the Knight Captain," Dent spit bitterly into the dust, "I've nothing better to do than wench and booze. Neither seems particularly compelling right now. I thought I might take the fight to Riverkeep, see what the prophet with the alligator's up to. Though, might as well cover your backs. Though, you haven't said where Tolan's gone off to." Dent looked around as if expecting Tolan to pop up at any moment. "Why don't you lot bring me up to speed me about your business at the Spire over, say, a plate of tomatoes, bread, and cheese?"[/section]


OOC: Based on what CS wrote just a bit above, I'm assuming it's early morning. If it isn't, then substitute "meal/ale" for "breakfast." I think we can skip the "bringing Dent up to speed" rp (I've already skimmed the ten pages of IC I missed), though if there's something anyone wants to make particular mention of, please include it so that I don't miss it. Otherwise, if you guys were headed somewhere in particular, I'll fold Dent into the mix until it's time for him to swing his sword and shield bash.




[sblock=OOC]AC 21
hp 54/54[/sblock]
 

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