Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1282348" data-attributes="member: 1210">EpilogueEpilogueAcross town, Brother He awoke to sound of a loud ring from outside his jail cell.  Again and again the Bell rang, then stopped briefly, before ringing three more times.  All was silent for far too long.  Brother He pushed all thoughts of fear and anxiety away and began to quietly meditate.  He accepted his fate and began to relax.Soon, though He did not know if it was seconds, minutes, or hours, a loud slamming door disturbed him out of his meditation.  It was the Priest of Bleak, who never gave them his name, and he approached with a single key dangling in his hand.  He said something incomprehensible to Brother He, who only knew the tongue of his race.  After verbal communication failed, the Priest rubbed his index finger and thumb together in the universal Cydran sign for money.  Brother He complied, tossing him his entire coin pouch, and soon He was free.The Priest of Bleak led him to the Town Hall.  The large doors were open and inside were his friends.  By some undeniable miracle, all were alive.  A quick tale by Ed revealed that they had indeed been victorious.  The Gem was broken and its control of the villagers decimated!  The party, once nearly murdered by the angry townsfolk, were now its saviors and a large ceremony was planned for the next day.  “We did it, we saved the village!” howled Federico.  “Now all here will sing our tale and we will be famous.  Just wait until I tell Mama . . .”The town hall door burst open and a small, middle-aged halfling woman started at them, cane in hand and hair in a bun.“Tell me WHAT!!??” yelled Mama Flapjacks.  “What have you youngsters gotten yourselves into THIS TIME?!?”Everyone cringed as Mama Flapjacks let loose with a blistering array of smacks, slaps, and kicks until they all cried for mercy.  It wasn’t until the mayor, Hob Waterman, pulled her back and explained the situation that she began to relax.“Oh, I’m so proud of you!” she gushed.  “Let’s go rescue the little ones you left in the caves after I fix you a nice, hot meal.”The meal goes down quickly and smoothly as Mama is an impressive chef, even for a halfling.  The party enjoys an appetizer of sweet grits, followed by a post-appetizer of baked elvish potatoes, a first-meal of grilled chicken, a post first-meal of freshly picked apples, then a pre-dessert cup of tea, finished off with the remaining chocolate cake that Mama stored in her knapsack.  Fed, rested, and revived, the party set off for the fey-ling’s cave.They are shocked when they tell Velea that the Gem is destroyed, Copperdeath is dead, and she glares at them in a most unkind way.“I asked you to bring the dragon back to me!  I asked you to bring him back so that he could free me from my eternal prison.  You have doomed me to a life of solitude without any beautiful men to pass the time!”  She hold Caleb close, too close for his comfort, and he squirms to-and-fro.“Aye, don’t ye worry my fair lass,” answers Captain Cave-Dwarf.  “We be experienced adventurers now, and we shall return to free you in good time.”Velea looks at them menacingly, but perhaps is not hungry enough to devour her last potential chance of freedom.  “Return to me quickly, my darlings, for I cannot bear being alone much longer.”Children in tow, and wolves collected, the party returned just in time for the ceremony.  All the villagers, once possessed with murderous rage, now cheer as each party member is given a medal for their achievements, a handsome sum of 100 gp, and their commissioned Bell without any additional charges.  Mama Flapjacks sheds a singular tear and embraces them all.  “You have done well, my lads.  If only Papa Flapjacks could see you now.  Surely, you will be the toast of the Halfling Moot this year!”Next Time: Tho' the module's done, our heroes are not- and neither are the module's repercussions!  (Bet I had some of ya going though, didn't I?? <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />)  Our heroes return to the halfling clans!  I think for the time being we'll stick to this thread...</blockquote>

Verification