The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"It appears our interests are the same. We both want peace with the lizardmen. Thank you for your advice about the little people. Are you aware that the water level in the swamp is falling? DO you know anything of this?"

 

[Majin]

"I have in fact noticed the decline in the water level. Somebodie's been messing with things I can tell you that much! The only time I really leave my little place here is when I go out gathering supplies, but I'm afraid since the lizardfolk have been slighted because of it I've been chased away each time I go out there to snoop around."

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Thank you very much for your time. We'll keep you posted on anything we find. Any other questions, Andreas?"

 

[Jarval]

"Do you know anything of the Water Naga that now leads the lizardfolk tribe? Would it have any reason to bare a grudge against the town or its people?" Andreas queries.

"And my companion that visited you yesterday said you used to practice the Art. I'm researching regional variations is spell casting method, so I would be most interested to speak with you about such matters, should the opportunity arise."

 

[Majin]

"Who Naamani? She's harmless.. that is unless something gets her riled. I've chatted with her on a few occasions. She's not the type to do something like this though unless her lands are threatened."

On Andreas' request to know more about her spell casting methods she smirks first before answering, "You fix this problem so I can get into the swamp again to collect my ingredients in safety, and I'll tell you everything you want to know. I could teach you a great deal about my brews if you'd like as well. What do your ilk take to calling it? Alchemy I believe? Well anyway, thats what'll be in store for you if you make it through this alive," she finishes with a cackle.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"OK. Well thanks again, Mother Grundy. We'll be heading for the swamps then."

Drogo bows slightly, smiles, and takes his leave.

"Shall we be off, then?" he asks his companions.

 

[Velmont]

"I am ready to go, and I think Felmir is in a good mood, so he should not give too much problem there." say Sielwoodan, running his hand on the neck of the mule.

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang looks away from Quoth, thoroughly disappointed that didn't do or say anything interesting. "Aye, friend Drogo," he says with a laugh.

 

[Verbatim]

Ayden looked up as the others came out of Mother Grundy's shop. Hoping the elder would have information for them, he approached them as they exited.

"Did she have anything new to mention?"

<answers from any>

At the mention of heading into the swamp, Ayden nods his head in agreement with the others.

"Aye, I do think that is the best course to take now, but before we enter, I have one request to ask of you all. If we encounter more of the Broken Axe clan, please let us try to speak to them before we bare our blades, as I think there are forces here causing the lizard folk to be aggressive."

 

[Majin]

Travel to the edge of the swamp is surprisingly uneventful. All around you things seem eerily quiet. A stone water mill with a black slate roof stands near the edge of the swamp. The millpond is dry but thick with 8-foot high bulrushes, and a dilapidated mill wheel turns back and forth slightly in the breeze. All three windows appear to be boarded up from the inside. It looks like this mill has gone unoccupied for many years.