[KAUAI]The Rod of Seven Parts: Of Hexes and Gems

CanadienneBacon said:
Horace Buttonslow accepts 2 gp for the entire meal and all the drink. The food was hearty, filling, and the portions were sizeable.

Mistress Buttonslow steps out of the kitchen as Brakkus lays two gold crowns on the bar in front of her husband. With a bob of thanks, the goodwife eyes Pilgrim and Voadam. "Aye, we'll be glad enough to give a message to the Lady Arquesta. She comes around but rarely, but when she does she's always given us and our patrons a song to lift our spirits, or a story to make us laugh. On her own time, that one. But we're happy enough to be of help, Welafleur bless us!"

"Thank you goodwoman, it is time we were off now." Voadam will head back with the others to meet up with Gamad and make sure the Queen has not sent any more agents after him.
 

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"I've two older brothers. The oldest's name is Sven. The other is Ander. He's the one who'd act like you were, what with the 'your eyes are like a cloudless sky' or 'your hair is of spun gold' crap to try to impress the ladies."
 

Pilgrim bows to Voadam, Brakkus, H.Lewit, and then finally to Maelicent. "I'll make certain to return here after meeting with my Knight Commander. 'Til then, I bid you all peace and strength." The kobold knightling bows also to Horace and Constance Buttonslow, then quits the Copper Coin after retrieving his gear.

At the Sniffing Pig Inn and Tavern over by the Aest Bar, Chev and Gamad ponder and grouse about their fate for another half an idle hour before the door opens to admit a small knot of three human men, the first of whom is a painfully pale and skinny black-eyed male human with a green scarf that clashes with the rest of his clothing. Second to enter is a solidly built bloke with blue eyes and who sports neatly trimmed mustaches, a regalia of well-oiled and polished weaponry, and a tower shield. The third figure is a large bear of a man with striking steel blue eyes, long brown hair, a full beard, and scars that lend evidence of a life lived hard. The third man is dressed in torn and scorched robes tied about the waist with a green sash.

A few seconds linger as the trio enters the Sniffing Pig, then a fourth figure scuttles on silent feet to enter after the three men. The fourth could be easily mistaken as a child, until its hunched stature and dark ochre skin give it away as some sort of monstrous humanoid. Chev has a better look at the fourth creature and quickly discerns that the thing is a goblin. Judging by the motley assemblage of leather bits, cloth wrappings, and black metal sported by the creature, which appears to be piecemeal clothing and armor trimmed with bits of fur and stitched together with sinew, the goblin hails from a warrior tradition of one variety or another. The goblin flashes through the open front door and quickly darts under the closest unoccupied table, where its eyes gleam in the tavern's dim light from behind a boiled leather cap shadowed by a pair of upright sharpened boars' tusks. When the three men seat themselves at Gamad and Chev's table, Chev observes the goblin weave its way unseen through the legs of two patrons and under a series of chairs and tables between the door and his own seat across from Gamad. The set of the goblin is such that the creature defies being seen by the human custom in the Pig yet also lays claim to its rightful place alongside the three men.
 
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Gamad

It's about time that you … wow, you are a mess, someone need a bath … Oh… shut up you idiot
Gamad says to himself as he looks at you.
Welcome, I've been awaiting you, something weird is going on over here, the stick got a mind of his own, I think he is trying to get over me.
He waves his hand along his face like trying to shoo something.
You will not believe me, but this fellow over here, the priest who sits with me on this cup of ale and wine was sent by the wa..stick.
He looks around nervously and continues
Where is Dter you ask, I wished for him to disappear and the stick obeyed, with a mighty Poof and black smoke, the dwarf vanished like he wasn't even there, then this man appeared before my eyes …
Gamad stares with awe at his new friends and awaits for reply
 

Voadam listens to the albino dwarf's story intently absorbing the details "You wished it and this happened? Lothian's burning light. Think carefully, what was the exact wording of your wish, it may be important." Voadam's steel blue eyes narrow as he gives Chev an appraising glance. "I am Voadam, called the Green Wizard of Althora. I have some experience in such matters. Tell me what happened."

Voadam starts thinking of possibilities such as physical transposition and pattern and true name transformation. Did the rod have the power to grant wishes? Just one and the dwarf had wasted it? Why had the dwarf wished Dter away? Was Arquesta wrong and the first segment tainted by the Queen's Chaos and this was a manifestation? At least the dwarf wasn't struck insane and trapped inside a petrified body the way Voadam had been when he had used the True Child of Chaos' rod in the Courts. Voadam puts aside these thoughts for the moment and listens intently for their responses.
 

Maelicent once more finds himself in a shadowy forest of legs listening to a giant-kin conversation that makes little sense to him. Apparently this one dwarf claimed to have made the other dwarf disappear with the magic stick, and then had replaced him with a new giant-kin. Or had he turned the dwarf into a human?... Either way the new giant-kin didn't seem particularly concerned by this revelation.

Once more however, Voadam took the unbelievable claim at face value and predictably showed more curiosity than disbelief or terror. Maelicent wondered with what, if anything, the 'Green Wizard' didn't have any experience. Now more than ever, the Gudwulf warrior was happy to be out of sight lest the dwarf wish him away as well. For the umpteenth time today, Maelicent wondered what he'd gotten himself into. The goblin looked past the forest of legs towards the building's main gate, wondering if he should simply leave this dangerous addle-witted bunch while he was still able.
 

Gamad

Gamad begin to stutters and taps nervously on his cup
I I I I didn't say anything.
He turns his looks from his friends to the table, he realy can't stand looking at them, they are not clean and they are all a mess.
Dter just entered my room, filthy and stink, bringing dirt and mud … and and and I just swoop the floor. I wished him to go away because he was rude, and Poof, he vanished and he came. But look at me, for crying out loud, I turned into a Halfling house keeper.
The dwarf begins to sob
The stick made me clean everything … It's not me … take it from me.
 

Very confused with not only the place he has found himself, but also the company that has apparently came with Narn's greater plans, Chev is a little slow to answer Voadam's demand for a recap.

"The last I recall is I was falling asleep under the stars, not to far from this very city. The next time I see light, I am standing in a room watching Gamad here finish his cleaning. I believe it is in Narn's plan to place me here. I've always dreamed of being in the front ranks of battle and I think Narn has granted me this." Pausing to gauge everyone's reaction to the idea of this, Chev continues. "Apparently there is a wand in Gamad's keeping that is very dangerous and apparently very powerful if it has indeed brought me here, which I feel it hasn't. Maybe this wand that has a mind of its own, is why Narn sent me here."
 

"Your a priest of Narn? Well, then I'm glad we traded Dter for you. I'd only just met that guy, but he knocked the bartender at the Cockatrice in the back during a fight. I never really trusted him. Good work, Gamad, even if it left you a bit nutty. Do doubt we will find some glorious battles together." He adds under his breath, "No matter what my father says."
 


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