THE CREATION SCHEMA
“Crimson Hand: Assassin”
The group returns to their abrasive methods and hit each tavern they encounter. They learn of House Cannith’s location. They did not know Many of the Dragon houses had outposts here in Storm Reach. They march directly there.
Unknown to them they have picked up a tail. Someone has been watching their activities with the Silver Dragon and now continues to watch them as they reach the Cannith outpost.
House Cannith has taken over an entire giant’s stone structure for their own use. There is only one entrance. Magically, the door has been reduced to a mere ten feet high. A sliding viewing hole is on the door. Looking up, the PCs see some cranes high above and signs of construction and work. Cannith is still busy converting this ancient structure over to their current uses and sizing needs.
They knock on the door loudly using the hilt of their weapons. A moment goes by before any noise can be heard within.
The door window cover slides open and a man inside calls out. “You have reached the House Cannith Facility of Stormreach. We are not accepting work currently but leave…”
“We want to talk to your boss.” Interrupts Talon.
“We are looking for the Creation Schema.” Says Wall winking to the group.
“I am sorry. If you are looking for a specific item you would do better speaking to the ½ orcs of House…”
“Aw comon already! Open up!” Bellows Talon.
“Everyone from you folks to the Emerald Claw are here looking for it. We want answers! NOW!”
“I have never…”
A massive fireball strikes the group and the side of the Cannith building. Its flames reach out to strike everyone. The doorman screams in pain as some of the magical fire seeps into the building through the door’s window.
Still on fire, many of the group begin to spread out to avoid being caught in another fireball. Pebbles’ biggest fear is what they are facing. She knows that was no fireball. It was enhanced or another type of magical fire attack. A very powerful one at that.
A second strike is made and Wall and Talon are set aflame and screaming. No sound comes from inside the doorway. Xen has escaped the area of the blast and begins to look for a target. As he looks he spots a straight line where the leaves and twigs are in motion. Suspecting the truth, he fires an arrow at it. Fierce winds redirect the arrow into the coming dawn.
Duracel, the new mage that seems joined them, moves to the far side. He can not survive another attack (1 hp remains).
Looking to spread out further, a sudden rise of magical blades appears keeping the group enclosed. Pelor is very busy healing the wounds of everyone, including himself. Xen can not find the source of the magical attacks. Either it is well-hidden or using magics to stay out of sight. He secretly hopes it is not another dragon.
Then they hear sounds of large and heavy creatures coming from either end of the street. Five Warforged Titans appear along with many house guards and mages. Who ever attacked them has gotten away. The Group looks bad and now is going to need to be careful with House Cannith. It almost appears they attacked the building.
“What is the meaning of this outrage?!?” calls out a human wielding a glowing staff. Most of the group looks at each other as they continue to pat out small flames and cinders on their persons and equipment.
“We came for answers- that was not us attacking!” calls out Wall with a lot of annoyance in his voice.
Pelor steps up and begins to speak to the mage. Pelor’s incredible ability to calm others in a non-magical means works well for them here. They receive no help or answers, but they do get to leave with warnings of never returning.
Unknown to the group, House Cannith is well aware of who they are and what they can do. And they are the bait.