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<blockquote data-quote="pizzaboy_15" data-source="post: 3337493" data-attributes="member: 40856"><p><strong>Session Three</strong></p><p></p><p>Okay session three. The characters haven’t levelled so I’m not going to repeat the little party bit I’ve done at the beginnings. This time I was better prepared and we were in the usual abode. Enjoy.</p><p></p><p>The second day passed very quickly as the caravan passed through the Umber Marshes. The air was sweet for to the nostrils of Nym who had missed the forested air. The caravan passed into Aglarond with no problems whatsoever much to the relief of the workers and the weary group. After an easy half a ten-day the caravan entered the Yuirwood then after another five days they encountered a much-needed village, hoping to get supplies by the evening. The whole group noticed that the village was obviously half-elven as the caravan pulled in to the village.</p><p></p><p>Tired and in need of sustenance the party dawdled into the local tavern, the ‘Golden Hind’, and ordered food, ale and a room. The taverns locals did not seem to worry about the gnome and even the Thayan human sat at the table in the corner of the room. The two half-elves easily fitted in, even Nym who had sun elf blood was accepted in the tavern. The tavern was rather typical as taverns go, antlers and other forms of trophies from various hunts. The air of the tavern was very much jolly and the half-elves seemed to be celebrating something, from what Harley and Rondel could gather they were cheering about one of the local teens killing a great stag on his first hunt, with them cheering in elven and common cheers of praise and about the coming of manhood. This was greatly disapproved of by Vaakku who was planning on a nice night in with an early start. Harley, just by chance while gazing at her scalpel, noticed that beyond the blade there was a man opposite sitting, sobbing for no foreseeable reason. Taking initiative she went over to find out what was the matter, not caring at the possibility of it not being her business. Noting that there were several tankards she waved at Nym, who had noticed Harley over by the half-elf, who noticed the sign to be in Harley’s words ‘quick, get an ale’.</p><p>“I’m sorry to interrupt you, but may I help at all?” She asked with the kindest face she could muster. She only received babble in return, making out something about a daughter and someone missing, which to Harley putting two and two together realized that the half-elf had lost his daughter. She turned back to look at Nym who by now was at the bar buying a drink for the unfortunate half-elf only to hold up two fingers as if saying ‘we need two tankards, stat!’</p><p>“Err, excuse me again, but is your daughter missing?” Harley asked politely with a caring look. At this the man seemed to snap straight back to reality with a large bang.</p><p>“You know my daughter?” He had a crazed look in his eye that Harley knew as the kind of sadness one could not easily come to terms with, but she couldn’t quite remember how she knew this, “Do you know where she is?”</p><p>The man leaped up and grabbed the jester’s garb of the little gnome. Luckily for him Nym turned up before Harley took things the wrong way.</p><p>“Hey, here you go.” Nym put the drinks on the table, helping the obviously drunk half-elf to his feet. As Nym put him on the seat he grabbed the tankard and took a long swig.</p><p>“I’m sorry, please forgive me. But my daughter has been missing for three days now and I don’t know whether I’ll ever see her again.” The man said to the two sympathetic figures in front of him.</p><p>“We understand. Where did she go missing?” Harley asked.</p><p>“That I don’t know. The local huntsman managed to track her footprints but after a while night fell and her footprints disappeared.”</p><p>“Disappeared you say…” Nym pondered.</p><p>“Do you know how or why or if anyone hates you in particularly?” Harley nuzzled. He looked her in the eyes with sincerity.</p><p>“I am a local noble. I guess I would have several enemies that I would not know of.” He replied. As he said this Nym noticed the expensive clothes, as did Harley.</p><p>“So someone could of kidnapped her for ransom?” Harley thought aloud. With that she got a sharp knee to the side from Nym, “However, if you do, tell us and we’ll go get the people who have done this. Until then I swear that we’ll continue searching until we find her.”</p><p>“Well done. We don’t even know if she’s still alive.” Nym whispered into Harley’s ear as he bent down so he could reach it. With this Harley clambered onto the table looking very determined and important.</p><p>“Hey everybody!” The little gnome yelled out. None of the tavern responded apart from Rondel and Vaakku who stopped their conversation immediately. Noting this Harley picked up a clay mug and slammed it on the floor, the smashing sound caught everyone’s attention. </p><p>“RIGHT! Who knows this man here?” Harley roared, shocking the whole tavern that that much aggression and that much noise came from something as small as that. Three raised their hands steadily up into the air as if fearful. Harley wriggled her finger as if to command them to come closer. They obeyed and the gnome jumped off of the table and searched in her side pouch and dropped a couple of gold pieces on the table.</p><p>“Look after him, keep him happy until we return. Now!” Harley threatened.</p><p></p><p>With that Harley and Nym walked back to the group with in thing in mind. Finding the daughter was first on Harley’s to-do list and Nym was the only one at this point to be able to help. Quickly informing the other two about the whole event, Harley rushed off dragging Nym with her. Rondel and Vaakku looked at each other and quickly followed into the darkness. Harley removed her ever-burning torch from her bag and spoke the command word. Warm light bathed her and the surroundings as the group moved into the forest, Nym desperately trying to find any humanoid footprints. The moon started to rise, the forest started to feel alive. Rustles put everyone but Nym on edge, whom was used to this sort of thing. As the moon rose the harder tracks were to spot even with the torch, more rustles and the deeper they went into the forest. When the moon was overhead, Nym decided that he could do no more and following the way he led the group in back to the tavern to get some rest. The group needed it, after having a long day’s travel to get to the destination Vaakku needed to have a rest as he was the least physically able of the group, Rondel wasn’t looking too good either.</p><p></p><p>The party returned to the tavern where the barkeep had stayed open for them.</p><p>“I didn’t think you were coming.” He said as they came through the door, totally exhausted.</p><p>“Do you have any rooms left?” Vaakku asked panting.</p><p>“Sure.” The barkeep said smiling. Passing the key over to the group as they went in to rest. They woke up the next morning the group came down to have some breakfast. It was just like Nym’s mother used to cook, traditional elven food.</p><p>“So, is there anything you would happen to know about that mans daughter?” Harley asked.</p><p>“Well, I only got all of my information from the local huntsman but lately there have been dark creatures lurking in the woods, around the many stone rings in the forest.” The barkeep replied.</p><p>“Do you know what they are?” Vaakku asked.</p><p>“Not really, but according to the huntsman the Duskwalker, of our bedtime stories to make sure they fall asleep, has returned. The only problem we’ve really got is that there are no high mages around to stop him if he ever wanders back into our realm.”</p><p>“What is this fairy tale?” Rondel asked in a polite tone.</p><p>“It’s just a story that we tell to our children.” The barkeep seemed slightly reluctant to tell them, as if they had insulted him in some way. Nevertheless he continued, “Those stone rings I presume you’d seen all around this wood as you were passing through the forest, they were built by our ancestors, the star elves, along time ago when their civilization was flourishing throughout these woods, well before the fall of the humans. These stone circles used to act as portals between our realms and others and as quick transport across this forest and most of Faérun.”</p><p>“Thank you for all of your help.” Harley said as she left the bar and started to leave. Nym grabbed her by the arm to stop her from going so soon.</p><p>“Anything else you can help us with?” He asked.</p><p>“Yeah, I heard from the huntsman that the creatures come from what we believe to be a cursed ring. Apparently the girl went there.” He finally replied with a smile.</p><p>“Thank you friend.” Rondel and Nym replied.</p><p></p><p>The group hurried out of town into the forest. Harley lighting her ever burning torch so they could see the trail in the next to none existent light. Nym moving quickly, picked up a trail that resembled a female humanoid as the group rushed through the forest wasting little time. Night quickly fell and yet the party kept going until the moon was overhead again, where they stopped and Vaakku quickly went to sleep as Harley, Nym and Rondel took watches. They rose again when Rondel noticed the sunlight barely get through the trees. They carried on until nightfall where they made camp with the same watch except this time finishing up with Nym finishing up so they could get up at dawn to carry on. When dawn beckoned and Vaakku had finished preparing his spells the group moved on. Before long they reached the stone circle.</p><p></p><p>Upon examining the large monolithic stones, which made several arches, taking this to be magical, and since magic was his forte, Vaakku cast Detect Magic in the ring where he noted a very faint aura of Transmutation. Harley moved into the stone circle and started to listen out for any apparent dangers. Nym and Rondel followed suit outside the stone ring. It wasn’t before long that Vaakku disappeared, hastily followed by Harley. Rondel and Nym both panicked until Nym worked out that it was because they had stood in the circle for a period of time. So dragging Rondel with him, he stood in the circle until they disappeared.</p><p></p><p>When the group reappeared they found themselves on a little island amongst a ruined stone circle in the middle of a turbulent sea. There was a slight wind that blew through each person’s hair and on his or her skin. In front of them stood four large towers that seemed made of crystal or an opaque glass. An opaque bridge linked each of these as was the rocky island they were on and the closest tower. Over the bridge was a large skeleton of what looked like a sea serpent wrapped around it looking, unmoving, with blank eyes and a menacing demeanour towards the island.</p><p></p><p>Not really caring about the skeleton Harley moved forwards, the rest waiting until Vaakku told them that there was no magic coming from it the rest follow. They kept moving along the bridge until they reached the first tower where they encountered what appeared to be an open archway only leading into a large opaque wall. Vaakku couldn’t notice any magic coming from the arch so Nym and Harley started looking for a way to get in. After about ten minutes of looking Nym found out how to get in by pushing an outlined bit of the arch so that the piece would move in allowing Nym a hold to open the door.</p><p></p><p>Upon entering the room they were greeted by the smell of carrion, which was quickly linked with the rotting corpses scattered across the floor, all of them seemed picked clean. The bodies consisted of fallen zombies, shattered pieces of old bone and dead armoured orcs. At the far end of the room there was a statue, made of cloudy crystal, of an elven woman in long flowing robes with a pleasant expression on her face and her arms outstretched with her palms facing upwards as if greeting. Harley, taking out her manacles, moved up to attempt to the tall statue. Upon reaching halfway across the room the statue said in ancient elven, “Welcome to Tir’in’tiral. Be at peace and take refreshment.” only Nym and Rondel understood but with some difficulty due to the time difference. There were two doors in this room one on the left wall the other, an open door along the right hand wall. Vaakku moved over to the to the door noticing the inhabitant and beckoned the group.</p><p>“What’s the matter?” Harley asked as she entered the door way, then she saw the Owlbear in the corner as it awoke from it’s slumber.</p><p></p><p>Vaakku started off by casting Summon Monster II, summoning a Lemure, which slashed at the Owlbear causing it a light flesh wound. Rondel moved through the door and fired her hand crossbow at the Owlbear with the bolt hanging out of it’s shoulder. The Owlbear then moved closer to the devil and swung at it twice with it’s claws, causing it to dodge the first claw but moved straight into the second claw, neatly slashing through the devil causing it to return to it’s home plane, much to the disgust of Vaakku. Nym taking the opportune moment moved in and gave the Owlbear a hard slash across the chest. Harley realising the magnitude of the situation, a really big mutant thing ripping apart everybody, cast a Suddenly Empowered and Maximised Hail of Stone greatly hurting it.</p><p></p><p>Vaakku, annoyed at the loss of the reinforcements, cast Ray of Enfeeblement on the Owlbear sapping it’s great strength. Rondel moved up to strike the Owlbear but as she tried to strike out with her rapier striking for the arm but only hitting the feathers as it slashed at Nym striking through armour and causing a very deep wound almost knocking him down. As Nym got up he span around striking the Owlbear with both of his swords, hard across the chest. Harley drew her great axe and charged the Owlbear striking it hard and getting the axe lodged in its side.</p><p></p><p>Vaakku cast Magic Missile on the Owlbear, each missile hitting the Owlbear in the face causing it and unfortunate end. As the creature fell Harley wrenched out her axe.</p><p></p><p><strong>DM's Comments</strong></p><p></p><p>Well a good start to the Twilight Tomb. Vaakku's player was good at taking the magical initiative in this game casting Detect Magic was quite useful for the group in discovering how the portal worked. Harley's player again played the little, nearly psychotic, gnome well. Also doing well at trying to help the party get involved. Nym's player had some good rolls in her track and could remember the way back also. She, yes Nym's player is a girl, was unfortunate to take a critical hit from the Owlbear reducing her to seven hit points. Rondel's player seems either to be shy or is playing the silent rogue. All in all the group is coming together and with a new arrival in the group in session 4 (written up on tuesday hopefully) that makes the group five!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pizzaboy_15, post: 3337493, member: 40856"] [b]Session Three[/b] Okay session three. The characters haven’t levelled so I’m not going to repeat the little party bit I’ve done at the beginnings. This time I was better prepared and we were in the usual abode. Enjoy. The second day passed very quickly as the caravan passed through the Umber Marshes. The air was sweet for to the nostrils of Nym who had missed the forested air. The caravan passed into Aglarond with no problems whatsoever much to the relief of the workers and the weary group. After an easy half a ten-day the caravan entered the Yuirwood then after another five days they encountered a much-needed village, hoping to get supplies by the evening. The whole group noticed that the village was obviously half-elven as the caravan pulled in to the village. Tired and in need of sustenance the party dawdled into the local tavern, the ‘Golden Hind’, and ordered food, ale and a room. The taverns locals did not seem to worry about the gnome and even the Thayan human sat at the table in the corner of the room. The two half-elves easily fitted in, even Nym who had sun elf blood was accepted in the tavern. The tavern was rather typical as taverns go, antlers and other forms of trophies from various hunts. The air of the tavern was very much jolly and the half-elves seemed to be celebrating something, from what Harley and Rondel could gather they were cheering about one of the local teens killing a great stag on his first hunt, with them cheering in elven and common cheers of praise and about the coming of manhood. This was greatly disapproved of by Vaakku who was planning on a nice night in with an early start. Harley, just by chance while gazing at her scalpel, noticed that beyond the blade there was a man opposite sitting, sobbing for no foreseeable reason. Taking initiative she went over to find out what was the matter, not caring at the possibility of it not being her business. Noting that there were several tankards she waved at Nym, who had noticed Harley over by the half-elf, who noticed the sign to be in Harley’s words ‘quick, get an ale’. “I’m sorry to interrupt you, but may I help at all?” She asked with the kindest face she could muster. She only received babble in return, making out something about a daughter and someone missing, which to Harley putting two and two together realized that the half-elf had lost his daughter. She turned back to look at Nym who by now was at the bar buying a drink for the unfortunate half-elf only to hold up two fingers as if saying ‘we need two tankards, stat!’ “Err, excuse me again, but is your daughter missing?” Harley asked politely with a caring look. At this the man seemed to snap straight back to reality with a large bang. “You know my daughter?” He had a crazed look in his eye that Harley knew as the kind of sadness one could not easily come to terms with, but she couldn’t quite remember how she knew this, “Do you know where she is?” The man leaped up and grabbed the jester’s garb of the little gnome. Luckily for him Nym turned up before Harley took things the wrong way. “Hey, here you go.” Nym put the drinks on the table, helping the obviously drunk half-elf to his feet. As Nym put him on the seat he grabbed the tankard and took a long swig. “I’m sorry, please forgive me. But my daughter has been missing for three days now and I don’t know whether I’ll ever see her again.” The man said to the two sympathetic figures in front of him. “We understand. Where did she go missing?” Harley asked. “That I don’t know. The local huntsman managed to track her footprints but after a while night fell and her footprints disappeared.” “Disappeared you say…” Nym pondered. “Do you know how or why or if anyone hates you in particularly?” Harley nuzzled. He looked her in the eyes with sincerity. “I am a local noble. I guess I would have several enemies that I would not know of.” He replied. As he said this Nym noticed the expensive clothes, as did Harley. “So someone could of kidnapped her for ransom?” Harley thought aloud. With that she got a sharp knee to the side from Nym, “However, if you do, tell us and we’ll go get the people who have done this. Until then I swear that we’ll continue searching until we find her.” “Well done. We don’t even know if she’s still alive.” Nym whispered into Harley’s ear as he bent down so he could reach it. With this Harley clambered onto the table looking very determined and important. “Hey everybody!” The little gnome yelled out. None of the tavern responded apart from Rondel and Vaakku who stopped their conversation immediately. Noting this Harley picked up a clay mug and slammed it on the floor, the smashing sound caught everyone’s attention. “RIGHT! Who knows this man here?” Harley roared, shocking the whole tavern that that much aggression and that much noise came from something as small as that. Three raised their hands steadily up into the air as if fearful. Harley wriggled her finger as if to command them to come closer. They obeyed and the gnome jumped off of the table and searched in her side pouch and dropped a couple of gold pieces on the table. “Look after him, keep him happy until we return. Now!” Harley threatened. With that Harley and Nym walked back to the group with in thing in mind. Finding the daughter was first on Harley’s to-do list and Nym was the only one at this point to be able to help. Quickly informing the other two about the whole event, Harley rushed off dragging Nym with her. Rondel and Vaakku looked at each other and quickly followed into the darkness. Harley removed her ever-burning torch from her bag and spoke the command word. Warm light bathed her and the surroundings as the group moved into the forest, Nym desperately trying to find any humanoid footprints. The moon started to rise, the forest started to feel alive. Rustles put everyone but Nym on edge, whom was used to this sort of thing. As the moon rose the harder tracks were to spot even with the torch, more rustles and the deeper they went into the forest. When the moon was overhead, Nym decided that he could do no more and following the way he led the group in back to the tavern to get some rest. The group needed it, after having a long day’s travel to get to the destination Vaakku needed to have a rest as he was the least physically able of the group, Rondel wasn’t looking too good either. The party returned to the tavern where the barkeep had stayed open for them. “I didn’t think you were coming.” He said as they came through the door, totally exhausted. “Do you have any rooms left?” Vaakku asked panting. “Sure.” The barkeep said smiling. Passing the key over to the group as they went in to rest. They woke up the next morning the group came down to have some breakfast. It was just like Nym’s mother used to cook, traditional elven food. “So, is there anything you would happen to know about that mans daughter?” Harley asked. “Well, I only got all of my information from the local huntsman but lately there have been dark creatures lurking in the woods, around the many stone rings in the forest.” The barkeep replied. “Do you know what they are?” Vaakku asked. “Not really, but according to the huntsman the Duskwalker, of our bedtime stories to make sure they fall asleep, has returned. The only problem we’ve really got is that there are no high mages around to stop him if he ever wanders back into our realm.” “What is this fairy tale?” Rondel asked in a polite tone. “It’s just a story that we tell to our children.” The barkeep seemed slightly reluctant to tell them, as if they had insulted him in some way. Nevertheless he continued, “Those stone rings I presume you’d seen all around this wood as you were passing through the forest, they were built by our ancestors, the star elves, along time ago when their civilization was flourishing throughout these woods, well before the fall of the humans. These stone circles used to act as portals between our realms and others and as quick transport across this forest and most of Faérun.” “Thank you for all of your help.” Harley said as she left the bar and started to leave. Nym grabbed her by the arm to stop her from going so soon. “Anything else you can help us with?” He asked. “Yeah, I heard from the huntsman that the creatures come from what we believe to be a cursed ring. Apparently the girl went there.” He finally replied with a smile. “Thank you friend.” Rondel and Nym replied. The group hurried out of town into the forest. Harley lighting her ever burning torch so they could see the trail in the next to none existent light. Nym moving quickly, picked up a trail that resembled a female humanoid as the group rushed through the forest wasting little time. Night quickly fell and yet the party kept going until the moon was overhead again, where they stopped and Vaakku quickly went to sleep as Harley, Nym and Rondel took watches. They rose again when Rondel noticed the sunlight barely get through the trees. They carried on until nightfall where they made camp with the same watch except this time finishing up with Nym finishing up so they could get up at dawn to carry on. When dawn beckoned and Vaakku had finished preparing his spells the group moved on. Before long they reached the stone circle. Upon examining the large monolithic stones, which made several arches, taking this to be magical, and since magic was his forte, Vaakku cast Detect Magic in the ring where he noted a very faint aura of Transmutation. Harley moved into the stone circle and started to listen out for any apparent dangers. Nym and Rondel followed suit outside the stone ring. It wasn’t before long that Vaakku disappeared, hastily followed by Harley. Rondel and Nym both panicked until Nym worked out that it was because they had stood in the circle for a period of time. So dragging Rondel with him, he stood in the circle until they disappeared. When the group reappeared they found themselves on a little island amongst a ruined stone circle in the middle of a turbulent sea. There was a slight wind that blew through each person’s hair and on his or her skin. In front of them stood four large towers that seemed made of crystal or an opaque glass. An opaque bridge linked each of these as was the rocky island they were on and the closest tower. Over the bridge was a large skeleton of what looked like a sea serpent wrapped around it looking, unmoving, with blank eyes and a menacing demeanour towards the island. Not really caring about the skeleton Harley moved forwards, the rest waiting until Vaakku told them that there was no magic coming from it the rest follow. They kept moving along the bridge until they reached the first tower where they encountered what appeared to be an open archway only leading into a large opaque wall. Vaakku couldn’t notice any magic coming from the arch so Nym and Harley started looking for a way to get in. After about ten minutes of looking Nym found out how to get in by pushing an outlined bit of the arch so that the piece would move in allowing Nym a hold to open the door. Upon entering the room they were greeted by the smell of carrion, which was quickly linked with the rotting corpses scattered across the floor, all of them seemed picked clean. The bodies consisted of fallen zombies, shattered pieces of old bone and dead armoured orcs. At the far end of the room there was a statue, made of cloudy crystal, of an elven woman in long flowing robes with a pleasant expression on her face and her arms outstretched with her palms facing upwards as if greeting. Harley, taking out her manacles, moved up to attempt to the tall statue. Upon reaching halfway across the room the statue said in ancient elven, “Welcome to Tir’in’tiral. Be at peace and take refreshment.” only Nym and Rondel understood but with some difficulty due to the time difference. There were two doors in this room one on the left wall the other, an open door along the right hand wall. Vaakku moved over to the to the door noticing the inhabitant and beckoned the group. “What’s the matter?” Harley asked as she entered the door way, then she saw the Owlbear in the corner as it awoke from it’s slumber. Vaakku started off by casting Summon Monster II, summoning a Lemure, which slashed at the Owlbear causing it a light flesh wound. Rondel moved through the door and fired her hand crossbow at the Owlbear with the bolt hanging out of it’s shoulder. The Owlbear then moved closer to the devil and swung at it twice with it’s claws, causing it to dodge the first claw but moved straight into the second claw, neatly slashing through the devil causing it to return to it’s home plane, much to the disgust of Vaakku. Nym taking the opportune moment moved in and gave the Owlbear a hard slash across the chest. Harley realising the magnitude of the situation, a really big mutant thing ripping apart everybody, cast a Suddenly Empowered and Maximised Hail of Stone greatly hurting it. Vaakku, annoyed at the loss of the reinforcements, cast Ray of Enfeeblement on the Owlbear sapping it’s great strength. Rondel moved up to strike the Owlbear but as she tried to strike out with her rapier striking for the arm but only hitting the feathers as it slashed at Nym striking through armour and causing a very deep wound almost knocking him down. As Nym got up he span around striking the Owlbear with both of his swords, hard across the chest. Harley drew her great axe and charged the Owlbear striking it hard and getting the axe lodged in its side. Vaakku cast Magic Missile on the Owlbear, each missile hitting the Owlbear in the face causing it and unfortunate end. As the creature fell Harley wrenched out her axe. [B]DM's Comments[/B] Well a good start to the Twilight Tomb. Vaakku's player was good at taking the magical initiative in this game casting Detect Magic was quite useful for the group in discovering how the portal worked. Harley's player again played the little, nearly psychotic, gnome well. Also doing well at trying to help the party get involved. Nym's player had some good rolls in her track and could remember the way back also. She, yes Nym's player is a girl, was unfortunate to take a critical hit from the Owlbear reducing her to seven hit points. Rondel's player seems either to be shy or is playing the silent rogue. All in all the group is coming together and with a new arrival in the group in session 4 (written up on tuesday hopefully) that makes the group five! [/QUOTE]
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