Silver Moon
Adventurer
Chinese Take-out
Chapter 28, "Finder's Band", September 17, 1018, 4:00 P.M.
The group of Duegar, Lannon, Mojo, Narg and Serita are in the Chinese city of Chunming, where Hiroshi’s daughter Kim-Sung and his halfling servant Chin-Tang have been assisting them with finding information about the castle where Morgarth is now staying at. They have just left the Chunming City Hall, carrying a large painting of the castle that they have borrowed, and are now searching for the Church of Finder Wyvernspur, as the people there are thought to also have some knowledge of the castle’s former owners.
As they get to the part of the city where this church is said to be located, Kim-Sung and Chin-Tang ask for directions. They also find out some more information from the neighbors of this church. Apparently, the clergy first arrived in Chunming four months earlier, rented a building, and have been trying to attract new followers, but without much success. The clergy has been speaking of the exploits of their new god, but there has been little interest in the people to flock to this ‘god of reckless fools’. The party does pick up that this clergy itself is not fond of this unflattering nickname, and to be careful to not refer to the god as such.
They arrive at the building, a single-story stone structure with a wooden sign above the doorway depicting a white harp in a gray circle. They head up the walkway, hearing singing and the sound of a lute coming from inside of the building’s open front door. Inside is a large room, taking up about two-thirds of the building. The music stops, and the party enters and stop just inside the door, seeing a group of people standing in the rear of the room, the lute now placed on the table between them. The group is comprised of three men and two women. The men consist of an Oriental, a young Caucasian, and a middle-aged Caucasian. The two women are both young Caucasians.
The oriental man approaches the party. He is wearing an elaborate silk embroidered robe over a suit of chainmail. His long dark hair is tied back in a ponytail, and he wears a beard and a long thin mustache. He approaches the party, and asks Kim-Sung in Chinese what language the party would prefer to speak in. She replies “Common.” He says in Common, “Hello, my name is Le-Sun Chang. Welcome to the Church of Finder Wyvernspur. How can we help you?”
Kim-Sung states “We seek information, which you group may have.” “Indeed,” he says, and nods his head to the side, a gesture for his companions to come join in the conversation. The younger male immediately approaches the party. He is a tall, slender handsome clean-shaven male in his early twenties, with deep blue eyes, a freckled complexion, and bright red waist-length hair, which is pulled back into a ponytail. He is attired in dark blue woolen pants, a light blue silk shirt, a deep blue leather vest that is trimmed with gold with a matching blue and gold embroidered cloak. On his belt are a shortsword and set of musical pipes.
He says, “Hello, my name is Joel, and our group calls itself Finder’s Band. I am both a priest of Finder Wyvernspur as well as a bard, and welcome you to our place of worship. Would you perhaps be interested in joining our church?” “We were just passing through,” Lannon quickly interjects. Kim-Sung explains to the rather assertive man “This is the adventuring party known as the Silver Moon. They are only visiting in Chunming, and have been led here seeking information that your group might possess.” “And what sort of information would that be?” one of the females asks, as both of the women have now approached the party as well.
The speaker is an attractive human woman in her late twenties. Her figure is lean and muscular, and she has short dark hair and brown eyes. She is attired in leather armor, with a sheathed longsword on her belt. Upon close examination the party can see that the cloak on her back is in actuality a pair of wings. The other female is a tall dark-skinned teenage girl. She is attired in full plate armor, which is painted yellow and red. A sheathed sword hangs from her belt. Joel introduces them, saying “These fine ladies are the fighters of Finder's Band, the Lady Jasmine and the Paladin Holly Harrowslough.” He then gestures to Le-Sun, saying “And you’ve already been introduced to our other cleric. Now, what would you like to know?”
“Well, first of all, could you tell us exactly who this Finder Wyvernspur is?” Serita asks. Joel exclaims “He is the god for the cycle of life, from rot to rebirth, with the focus on transformation through the arts, primarily music.” “Huh?” says Narg.
The Paladin Holly compassionately interjects “Finder Wyvernspur came from another continent on this world, where he was known as one of the greatest bards. He was also a selfish and arrogant man, whose recklessness led to the deaths of his apprentices. As punishment, the Harpers Guild stripped him of his name, thereafter referring to him only as the Nameless Bard. A decade ago, as part of a trial to regain his name, he opposed the demigod of rot, decay and corruption, a massive mound of evil known as Moander, just as Moander was attempting to enter this world. Finder sacrificed his greatest work, an artifact that he had devoted his lifetime to creating, to first banish Moander from this world, and then to follow him to his home dimension of the Abyss, where the fatal blow was struck. With the death of Moander, and through the patronage of two other deities, Finder absorbed Moander’s powers and became a Demigod himself. While that meant that Finder now became the god of rot, decay and corruption, he chose to take this to the next level, to that of rebirth and transformation. It is also serves as an analogy of his own life, going from arrogance and selfishness to self-sacrifice and divination.”
[DM’s note: The above story can be found in the Forgotten Realms “Finder’s Stone Trilogy”, the novels Azure Bonds, The Wyvern’s Spur, & Song of the Saurials, by Kate Novak & Jeff Grubb.]
“So a great hero became a god,” comments Lannon. Le-Sun softly says “Yes, in part as a lesson from the gods to teach him humility.” “What?” Mojo exclaims, “How does becoming a god make somebody humble?” Jasmine quietly answers, “Finder had been one of the most powerful and arrogant humans on the planet. He is now among the weakest and least powerful gods, with very few followers, and still has not found a plane to live upon. That change in status among his peers has taught him a great lesson in humility.” “Ah,” says Serita “He went from being a big fish in a small pond to being a small fish in a big pond.” “An apt analogy,” says Le-Sun, “although I’d use ‘vast ocean’ rather than ‘big pond’ to describe his current situation.”
“OK, let’s get down to business,” says Narg. “What brings us here is that we heard that your group recently fought with some evil mages known as the Zhentarim.” “Yes, we recently defeated a group from the Zhentarim, one of several quests that we have undertaken since devoting ourselves to Finder” Joel answers, “They are a major force where we came from. In fact, it was their prior presence in this continent that brought us here. We thought that our recent defeat of the Zhentarim might help to impress the local population of Finder’s accomplishments, and attract followers to his church. Unfortunately, as the Zhentarim has now been away from this land for five centuries, their evil is too far removed from the recent memory of the people here, being thought of more as a trivial bit of ancient history. The people here have been impressed by the stories of our successes, but most seem to feel that we have crossed over that fine line that separates bravery from foolhardiness.” Lannon says, “We’ve crossed that line a few times ourselves.” “I live on that line,” Duegar adds.
Narg continues, “We are after an evil mage and his followers who we think is now living in an old Zhentarim castle near here.” The Paladin interjects “What is this new evil that you speak of? Who is it that may be trying to build on what the Zhentarim left behind?” “His name is Morgarth,” answers Serita.
This attracts the attention of the middle-aged man still in the back of the room, who begins to approach the party. The members of Finder’s Band cease talking, and look towards him. He is dressed in a leather tunic worn over a heavy wool shirt. His pants and boots are also made of sturdy, well-worn leather. A wool hat with a feather and hatpin matching the sign above the front door cover his balding head. His beard and mustache are mostly dark, with enough white mixed in to give him the appearance of a man in his late forties or early fifties. “I’ve heard of this Morgarth,” the man says. “He originally came from a world known as Oerth, from a city called Grayhawk. For the past thirty years has lived on this world, on the continent known as Phlooredah” “We are from Phlooredah,” Serita states. “I work for Phlooredah’s new ruler,” Mojo interjects, stepping forward towards this man.
Narg says, “We think he’s near here now, and playing with the toys that the Zhentarim left behind.” The man answers, “Yes, I was told that he had recently left Phlooredah.” Narg replies, “You seem to know a lot about things.” “You have to in my line of work,” he replies. “What line of work is that?” Mojo asks. The man immediately replies “Demigod. I’m Finder Wyvernspur. Pleased to meet you”. He extends his hand in greeting to Mojo, who lets out a scream and jumps back.
[DM’s notes: The AD&D specifications for Finder’s Band can be found in Dragon Magazine Annual #2 by Kate Novak and Jeff Grubb; The specification for Finder Wyvernspur can be found in Polyhedron Magazine #119 by Erik L. Boyd and Kate Novak. These characters are from the Forgotten Realms novels Finder’s Bane and Tymora’s Luck, by Kate Novak and Jeff Grubb.]
Chapter 28, "Finder's Band", September 17, 1018, 4:00 P.M.
The group of Duegar, Lannon, Mojo, Narg and Serita are in the Chinese city of Chunming, where Hiroshi’s daughter Kim-Sung and his halfling servant Chin-Tang have been assisting them with finding information about the castle where Morgarth is now staying at. They have just left the Chunming City Hall, carrying a large painting of the castle that they have borrowed, and are now searching for the Church of Finder Wyvernspur, as the people there are thought to also have some knowledge of the castle’s former owners.
As they get to the part of the city where this church is said to be located, Kim-Sung and Chin-Tang ask for directions. They also find out some more information from the neighbors of this church. Apparently, the clergy first arrived in Chunming four months earlier, rented a building, and have been trying to attract new followers, but without much success. The clergy has been speaking of the exploits of their new god, but there has been little interest in the people to flock to this ‘god of reckless fools’. The party does pick up that this clergy itself is not fond of this unflattering nickname, and to be careful to not refer to the god as such.
They arrive at the building, a single-story stone structure with a wooden sign above the doorway depicting a white harp in a gray circle. They head up the walkway, hearing singing and the sound of a lute coming from inside of the building’s open front door. Inside is a large room, taking up about two-thirds of the building. The music stops, and the party enters and stop just inside the door, seeing a group of people standing in the rear of the room, the lute now placed on the table between them. The group is comprised of three men and two women. The men consist of an Oriental, a young Caucasian, and a middle-aged Caucasian. The two women are both young Caucasians.
The oriental man approaches the party. He is wearing an elaborate silk embroidered robe over a suit of chainmail. His long dark hair is tied back in a ponytail, and he wears a beard and a long thin mustache. He approaches the party, and asks Kim-Sung in Chinese what language the party would prefer to speak in. She replies “Common.” He says in Common, “Hello, my name is Le-Sun Chang. Welcome to the Church of Finder Wyvernspur. How can we help you?”
Kim-Sung states “We seek information, which you group may have.” “Indeed,” he says, and nods his head to the side, a gesture for his companions to come join in the conversation. The younger male immediately approaches the party. He is a tall, slender handsome clean-shaven male in his early twenties, with deep blue eyes, a freckled complexion, and bright red waist-length hair, which is pulled back into a ponytail. He is attired in dark blue woolen pants, a light blue silk shirt, a deep blue leather vest that is trimmed with gold with a matching blue and gold embroidered cloak. On his belt are a shortsword and set of musical pipes.
He says, “Hello, my name is Joel, and our group calls itself Finder’s Band. I am both a priest of Finder Wyvernspur as well as a bard, and welcome you to our place of worship. Would you perhaps be interested in joining our church?” “We were just passing through,” Lannon quickly interjects. Kim-Sung explains to the rather assertive man “This is the adventuring party known as the Silver Moon. They are only visiting in Chunming, and have been led here seeking information that your group might possess.” “And what sort of information would that be?” one of the females asks, as both of the women have now approached the party as well.
The speaker is an attractive human woman in her late twenties. Her figure is lean and muscular, and she has short dark hair and brown eyes. She is attired in leather armor, with a sheathed longsword on her belt. Upon close examination the party can see that the cloak on her back is in actuality a pair of wings. The other female is a tall dark-skinned teenage girl. She is attired in full plate armor, which is painted yellow and red. A sheathed sword hangs from her belt. Joel introduces them, saying “These fine ladies are the fighters of Finder's Band, the Lady Jasmine and the Paladin Holly Harrowslough.” He then gestures to Le-Sun, saying “And you’ve already been introduced to our other cleric. Now, what would you like to know?”
“Well, first of all, could you tell us exactly who this Finder Wyvernspur is?” Serita asks. Joel exclaims “He is the god for the cycle of life, from rot to rebirth, with the focus on transformation through the arts, primarily music.” “Huh?” says Narg.
The Paladin Holly compassionately interjects “Finder Wyvernspur came from another continent on this world, where he was known as one of the greatest bards. He was also a selfish and arrogant man, whose recklessness led to the deaths of his apprentices. As punishment, the Harpers Guild stripped him of his name, thereafter referring to him only as the Nameless Bard. A decade ago, as part of a trial to regain his name, he opposed the demigod of rot, decay and corruption, a massive mound of evil known as Moander, just as Moander was attempting to enter this world. Finder sacrificed his greatest work, an artifact that he had devoted his lifetime to creating, to first banish Moander from this world, and then to follow him to his home dimension of the Abyss, where the fatal blow was struck. With the death of Moander, and through the patronage of two other deities, Finder absorbed Moander’s powers and became a Demigod himself. While that meant that Finder now became the god of rot, decay and corruption, he chose to take this to the next level, to that of rebirth and transformation. It is also serves as an analogy of his own life, going from arrogance and selfishness to self-sacrifice and divination.”
[DM’s note: The above story can be found in the Forgotten Realms “Finder’s Stone Trilogy”, the novels Azure Bonds, The Wyvern’s Spur, & Song of the Saurials, by Kate Novak & Jeff Grubb.]
“So a great hero became a god,” comments Lannon. Le-Sun softly says “Yes, in part as a lesson from the gods to teach him humility.” “What?” Mojo exclaims, “How does becoming a god make somebody humble?” Jasmine quietly answers, “Finder had been one of the most powerful and arrogant humans on the planet. He is now among the weakest and least powerful gods, with very few followers, and still has not found a plane to live upon. That change in status among his peers has taught him a great lesson in humility.” “Ah,” says Serita “He went from being a big fish in a small pond to being a small fish in a big pond.” “An apt analogy,” says Le-Sun, “although I’d use ‘vast ocean’ rather than ‘big pond’ to describe his current situation.”
“OK, let’s get down to business,” says Narg. “What brings us here is that we heard that your group recently fought with some evil mages known as the Zhentarim.” “Yes, we recently defeated a group from the Zhentarim, one of several quests that we have undertaken since devoting ourselves to Finder” Joel answers, “They are a major force where we came from. In fact, it was their prior presence in this continent that brought us here. We thought that our recent defeat of the Zhentarim might help to impress the local population of Finder’s accomplishments, and attract followers to his church. Unfortunately, as the Zhentarim has now been away from this land for five centuries, their evil is too far removed from the recent memory of the people here, being thought of more as a trivial bit of ancient history. The people here have been impressed by the stories of our successes, but most seem to feel that we have crossed over that fine line that separates bravery from foolhardiness.” Lannon says, “We’ve crossed that line a few times ourselves.” “I live on that line,” Duegar adds.
Narg continues, “We are after an evil mage and his followers who we think is now living in an old Zhentarim castle near here.” The Paladin interjects “What is this new evil that you speak of? Who is it that may be trying to build on what the Zhentarim left behind?” “His name is Morgarth,” answers Serita.
This attracts the attention of the middle-aged man still in the back of the room, who begins to approach the party. The members of Finder’s Band cease talking, and look towards him. He is dressed in a leather tunic worn over a heavy wool shirt. His pants and boots are also made of sturdy, well-worn leather. A wool hat with a feather and hatpin matching the sign above the front door cover his balding head. His beard and mustache are mostly dark, with enough white mixed in to give him the appearance of a man in his late forties or early fifties. “I’ve heard of this Morgarth,” the man says. “He originally came from a world known as Oerth, from a city called Grayhawk. For the past thirty years has lived on this world, on the continent known as Phlooredah” “We are from Phlooredah,” Serita states. “I work for Phlooredah’s new ruler,” Mojo interjects, stepping forward towards this man.
Narg says, “We think he’s near here now, and playing with the toys that the Zhentarim left behind.” The man answers, “Yes, I was told that he had recently left Phlooredah.” Narg replies, “You seem to know a lot about things.” “You have to in my line of work,” he replies. “What line of work is that?” Mojo asks. The man immediately replies “Demigod. I’m Finder Wyvernspur. Pleased to meet you”. He extends his hand in greeting to Mojo, who lets out a scream and jumps back.
[DM’s notes: The AD&D specifications for Finder’s Band can be found in Dragon Magazine Annual #2 by Kate Novak and Jeff Grubb; The specification for Finder Wyvernspur can be found in Polyhedron Magazine #119 by Erik L. Boyd and Kate Novak. These characters are from the Forgotten Realms novels Finder’s Bane and Tymora’s Luck, by Kate Novak and Jeff Grubb.]